Girl, this is Let me you
I can't all of the things they say about me Walk in the room throwing shade left to right They be like, "Ooh, she face" And I tell 'em cut me up and get down They call us dirty 'cause we break all 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 throw them on the ground
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a freak for down? I'm up, don't cut me down Yeah I be, wanna be
Is it that she twerk in the mirror? And am I weird to dance alone late at And is it true we're all And I tell 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I heard this life is just a with no rehearsal I wonder will this be my final act And tell me the price of fame? Am I a sinner with my on the ground?
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a for getting down? I'm up, don't cut me down Yeah I wanna be, be
Hey brother can you save my soul from the Say is it weird to the way she wear her tights? And is it to wear my shades? Am I a because I love watching Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for heaven? Say will God accept me in my black and white? Will he approve the way I'm Or should I reprogram the programming and get
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a for getting down? I'm coming up, cut me down Yeah I be, wanna be
Even if it makes uncomfortable I love who I am Even if it other uncomfortable I love who I am
Shake 'til the of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I can't it no more Baby, we in groove Monae and E. in the black and white We got the so tight Baby, comes the freedom song Too strong we on Baby melody you another way This for fight unknown Come home and sing your But you gotta Because the don't 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 lost generation of our Add us to equations but never make us equal. She who writes the movie owns the and the sequel. So why ain't the stealing of my rights made keep us underground working hard for the greedy, But when time pay they turn around and call us needy. My crown too heavy the Queen Nefertiti Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to free City.
masterminds like 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 don't lie Yeah, singing and I'mma keep writing songs I'm tired of Marvin me, "What's Going On? March to the streets I'm willing and I'm able Categorize me, I every label And while you're selling dope, we're keep selling hope We rising up now, you deal you gotta cope Will you be sheep? Electric ladies, you sleep? Or you preach?"