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I can't believe all of the things they say me Walk in the room they throwing left to right be like "Ooh, she face" And I just 'em cut me up and get They call us dirty 'cuz we break all your rules And we just to act a fool, is that all right? (Girl, alright) be like "Ooh, let eat cake. " But we eat wings and them bones on the ground
Am I a freak for around? (queen) Am I a freak for getting (queen) I'm coming up, don't cut me Yeah I wanna be, be
Is it peculiar that she in the mirror? And am I weird to dance late at night? And is it true all insane? And I just 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I heard this life is a play with no rehearsal I wonder will this be my final act And tell me what's the of fame? Am I a sinner with my skirt on the
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a freak for down? I'm coming up, don't cut me I wanna be, wanna be
Hey can you save my soul from the devil? Say is it weird to like the way she wear her And is it to wear my shades? Am I a freak because I watching Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for heaven? Say will your God accept me in my black and Will he approve the way I'm Or I reprogram the programming and get down?
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a freak for getting I'm cutting up, cut me down Yeah I be, wanna be
Even if it makes uncomfortable I wanna who I am if it makes other uncomfortable I will who I am
'til the break of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I take it no more Baby, we in tuxedo Monae and E. in the black and white We got the drums so Baby, here the freedom song Too strong we on Baby there's Show you way joints for fight unknown Come home and sing your But you gotta Because the don't lie
No, no, the booty lie Oh no, the booty lie
Yeah, flip it I don't think they what I'm trying to say
I asked a question this "Are we a lost generation of our Add us to equations but they'll make us equal She who writes the movie owns the and the sequel So why ain't the stealing of my rights made They us underground Working for the greedy But it's time to pay turn around and call us needy My crown too heavy the Queen Nefertiti Gimme my pyramid I'm trying to Kansas City
Mixing masterminds like your name Bernie Well I'm gonna keep leading like a young Tubman You can my wings But I'm still fly And even when you edit me the don't lie Yeah, keep singing and I'mma keep songs I'm tired of Marvin me "What's On? March to the streets I'm willing and I'm able me, I defy every label And while you're selling We're keep selling hope We up now You deal you gotta cope Will you be electric Electric ladies, will you Or you preach?