Girl, this is Let me you
I can't all of the things they say about me Walk in the they throwing shade left to right be like, "Ooh, she serving face" And I just 'em cut me up and get down They call us dirty 'cause we all your rules down And we just came to act a fool, is alright? (Girl, alright) They be like, "Ooh, let eat cake." But we eat wings and them bones on the ground
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a freak for getting I'm coming up, cut me down Yeah I be, wanna be
Is it peculiar she twerk in the mirror? And am I weird to dance late at night? And is it we're all insane? And I just tell 'em, "No we ain't" and get
I heard life is just a play with no rehearsal I wonder will this be my act tonight And tell me the price of fame? Am I a with my skirt on the ground?
Am I a freak for around? Am I a freak for down? I'm coming up, don't cut me Yeah I wanna be, be
Hey brother can you my soul from the devil? Say is it to like the way she wear her tights? And is it rude to my shades? Am I a freak I love watching Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for heaven? Say will God accept me in my black and white? he approve the way I'm made? Or should I reprogram the programming and get
Am I a freak for around? Am I a freak for getting I'm coming up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Even if it makes uncomfortable I wanna who I am Even if it makes uncomfortable I love who I am
'til the break of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I can't take it no Baby, we in tuxedo and E. Badu Crazy in the and white We got the drums so Baby, here the freedom song Too we moving on Baby there's Show you way This joints for fight home and sing your song But you gotta Because the booty lie
No, no, the booty lie Oh no, the don't lie
Yeah, flip it I don't think they understand what I'm to say
I asked a question like "Are we a generation of our people? Add us to but they'll never make us equal. She who writes the movie the script and the sequel. So why ain't the stealing of my rights illegal? They keep us underground working for the greedy, But when it's time pay they turn and call us needy. My too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti Gimme my pyramid, I'm trying to free Kansas City.
Mixing masterminds your name Bernie Grundman. Well I'm gonna leading like a young Harriet Tubman You can take my wings but I'm goin' fly And even when you edit me the booty lie Yeah, keep and I'mma keep writing songs I'm tired of Marvin me, "What's Going On? March to the streets 'cause I'm and I'm able me, I defy every label And while you're selling dope, we're gonna keep hope We rising up now, you gotta deal you cope Will you be electric Electric ladies, you sleep? Or you preach?"