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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 just 'em cut me up and get call us dirty 'cuz we break all your rules down And we just came to act a fool, is that all (Girl, alright) They be "Ooh, let eat cake. " But we eat wings and throw bones on the ground
Am I a for dancing around? (queen) Am I a for getting down? (queen) I'm coming up, cut me down Yeah I be, wanna be
Is it peculiar that she in the mirror? 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 will this be my final act tonight And me what's the price of fame? Am I a with my skirt on the ground?
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 brother can you save my soul from the Say is it to like the way she wear her tights? And is it rude to my shades? Am I a freak because I love watching (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 should I reprogram the programming and get
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a for getting down? I'm cutting up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Even if it others uncomfortable I love who I am Even if it makes other I will who I am
Dance the break of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I can't it no more Baby, we in groove and E. Badu Crazy in the black and We got the drums so Baby, here comes the song Too strong we on there's melody Show you way This joints for unknown home and sing your song But you gotta Because the don't lie
No, no, the don't lie Oh no, the don't lie
Yeah, let's it I don't think understand what I'm trying to say
I a question like this "Are we a generation of our people? Add us to equations but they'll never make us She who writes the movie owns the script and the So why ain't the stealing of my made illegal? keep us underground Working for the greedy But when it's to pay They around and call us needy My crown too heavy the Queen Nefertiti Gimme my pyramid I'm to free Kansas City
Mixing masterminds like your name Grundman Well I'm gonna keep like a young Harriet Tubman You can my wings But I'm still fly And when you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, keep singing and keep writing songs I'm tired of asking me "What's On? March to the streets I'm willing and I'm able Categorize me, I defy every And you're selling dope We're gonna keep selling We up now You gotta deal you gotta Will you be sheep? Electric ladies, you sleep? Or you preach?