Girl, is craziness Let me you
I can't believe all of the they say about me Walk in the room they shade left to right be like, "Ooh, she serving face" And I just 'em cut me up and get down They us dirty 'cause we break 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 and throw them bones on the ground
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a freak for down? I'm coming up, don't cut me Yeah I be, wanna be
Is it peculiar that she twerk in the And am I to dance alone late at night? And is it we're all insane? And I tell 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I heard this life is just a play no rehearsal I wonder will this be my final act And tell me what's the of fame? Am I a with my skirt 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 like the way she her tights? And is it rude to my shades? Am I a because I love watching Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for heaven? Say your God accept me in my black and white? Will he the way I'm made? Or I reprogram the programming and get down?
Am I a freak for around? Am I a freak for getting I'm coming up, don't cut me Yeah I wanna be, be
Even if it makes others I wanna who I am Even if it makes uncomfortable I will who I am
Shake 'til the of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I can't take it no Baby, we in groove and E. Badu Crazy in the and white We got the drums so Baby, here comes the song Too strong we on Baby there's Show you way This for fight unknown Come home and sing song But you testify Because the booty lie
No, no, the booty lie Oh no, the don't lie
Yeah, flip it I don't they understand what I'm trying to say
I asked a question like "Are we a generation of our people? Add us to equations but they'll make us equal. She who writes the movie owns the and the sequel. So why the stealing of my rights made illegal? They us underground working hard for the greedy, But when it's time pay turn around and call us needy. My crown too heavy like the Nefertiti Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to Kansas City.
Mixing masterminds like your name Grundman. Well I'm keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman You can my wings but I'm still goin' fly And even you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, keep singing and keep writing songs I'm tired of Marvin me, "What's Going On? March to the 'cause I'm willing and I'm able me, I defy every label And while you're selling dope, gonna keep selling hope We up now, you gotta deal you gotta cope Will you be sheep? Electric ladies, will you Or you preach?"