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I can't believe all of the things say about me in the room they throwing shade left to right They be "Ooh, she face" And I tell 'em cut me up and get They call us 'cuz we break all your rules down And we just came to act a fool, is all right? (Girl, alright) They be "Ooh, let eat cake. " But we eat wings and throw them bones on the
Am I a freak for dancing (queen) Am I a for getting down? (queen) I'm coming up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Is it peculiar that she twerk in the And am I weird to dance alone late at And is it true we're all And I just 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I heard this life is a play with no rehearsal I wonder will be my final act tonight And me what's the price of fame? Am I a sinner my skirt on the ground?
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a freak for getting I'm coming up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Hey brother can you save my from the devil? Say is it weird to like the way she wear her And is it rude to my shades? Am I a freak because I love Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for your Say your God accept me in my black and white? he approve the way I'm made? Or should I the programming and get down?
Am I a freak for around? Am I a freak for getting I'm cutting up, don't cut me Yeah I be, wanna be
Even if it makes others I love who I am Even if it other uncomfortable I love who I am
Dance 'til the break of mean a thing, so duh I take it no more Baby, we in groove Monae and E. Crazy in the and white We got the drums so Baby, here comes the freedom Too strong we on Baby melody you another way This joints for fight home and sing your song But you testify Because the booty lie
No, no, the don't lie Oh no, the don't lie
Yeah, flip it I think they understand what I'm trying to say
I a question like this "Are we a lost of our people? Add us to equations but they'll make us equal She who writes the owns the script and the sequel So why ain't the stealing of my rights illegal? They keep us hard for the greedy But when time to pay They around and call us needy My crown too heavy like the Queen Gimme my pyramid I'm trying to Kansas City
Mixing masterminds like your name Grundman Well I'm gonna keep leading a young Harriet Tubman You can my wings But I'm goin' fly And even when you edit me the don't lie Yeah, keep singing and I'mma writing songs I'm tired of Marvin me "What's On? to the streets 'cuz I'm willing and I'm able Categorize me, I defy label And you're selling dope We're gonna keep hope We up now You deal you gotta cope you be electric sheep? Electric ladies, will you Or will you