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I can't believe all of the they say about me Walk in the room throwing shade left to right They be "Ooh, she face" And I just '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 that all (Girl, alright) be like "Ooh, let eat cake. " But we eat wings and throw them bones on the
Am I a freak for around? (queen) Am I a freak for down? (queen) I'm up, don't cut me down 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 we're all insane? And I just 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I this life is just 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 around? Am I a freak for down? I'm coming up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Hey can you save my soul from the devil? Say is it weird to like the way she her tights? And is it rude to wear my Am I a freak because I love Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for your Say will 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 cutting up, don't cut me Yeah I be, wanna be
Even if it makes others I wanna who I am Even if it makes 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 and E. Badu Crazy in the black and We got the drums so Baby, comes the freedom song Too we moving on there's melody Show you way This for fight unknown Come home and sing song But you testify the booty don't lie
No, no, the don't lie Oh no, the booty lie
Yeah, let's it I think they understand what I'm trying to say
I asked a question like "Are we a lost of our people? Add us to but they'll never make us equal She who writes the movie owns the script and the So why ain't the stealing of my rights made They us underground Working hard for the But when time to pay They turn around and us needy My too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti Gimme back my I'm trying to Kansas City
Mixing like your name Bernie Grundman I'm gonna keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman You can take my But I'm still fly And when you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, keep singing and I'mma writing songs I'm of Marvin asking me "What's On? March to the streets I'm willing and I'm able Categorize me, I every label And while selling dope We're gonna keep hope We up now You gotta you gotta cope Will you be sheep? ladies, will you sleep? Or you preach?