Luyện nghe bài hát Darkie

Pickaninny fieldhand, just another
black, big lip, motherland monkey
Dark skin, head, always being ugly
You just another darkie, you just darkie
When you 'em talking, just love 'em and keep walking
Prayed for you, brothers, the masters done 'em
Say it for 'em, ignoring all of the mocking
You just another darkie, you another darkie

I used to I was Puerto-Rican
'Cause that type of black was
had curly hair and accents
And I would be called
I would lie and say I'm
Mixed this and that of sorts
Anything to not be a fieldhand descendent
I knew black meant I was
X Clan done taught me that
That ain't stop the black folks, jokes at lunch
I had Shaka Zulu, Nefertiti, posters
Hanging on my walls to ease the pain of them
Thrown 'em, so I got the round nose of a king
I'm the most mimicked culture but that ain't do a thing for my self-image
Subjected to a standard I could meet
Genetics don't let blue eyes ever come black feet
Culture say that black feet don't belong on
They stay on reservations; Mama Winnie came for 'em
Black people self-police "you white when you speak"
Why you're so nappy? You was just another darkie

Fat lip, wide nose (you another darkie)
Looking like burnt toast (you just another darkie)
headed, so gross (you just another darkie)
Master got 'em so fooled (you another darkie)
people still blind (you just another darkie)
Hating on they own kind (you just darkie)
Put your in the sky
And don't pay 'em no (you just another darkie)

Man, why should I at all
When you burn your own whole?
And your daughter want a doll
Man, don't even like y'all

I remember they told me I would look if I was lighter
Get on the island with the dress to match my silence
Tell your melanin be quiet, too loud to match the culture
The vultures of the media, wrote the posters
Who you to? Who you selling to?
Is cerebellum bailing you out?
Or is you jailed by the mouth that told you to not be yourself?
I know I believed it, I I repeated what was me sleeping
Killing my dreams, maybe if I was thicker my skin make a scene
a protagonist activist for a massive king
They treat him the villain yet they don't want what master schemes
Living like immigrants yet they don't want the master's
Who's a Who's the one to blame for the nappyness, the averages?
Love over hate is the fraction with the
Mathematicians adding the blackness African
The night embedded, I regret it, the blackest skin

Fat lip, nose (you just another darkie)
Looking some burnt toast (you just another darkie)
Nappy headed, so gross (you another darkie)
Master got 'em so fooled (you another darkie)
Some people blind (you just another darkie)
Hating on they own kind (you just darkie)
Put your in the sky
And don't pay 'em no mind (you just darkie)

Man, why should I at all
When you burn your own city
And your daughter want a doll
Man, y'all don't like y'all