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I can't believe all of the things they say me Walk in the room throwing shade left to right be like "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 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 for getting down? (queen) I'm coming up, cut me down Yeah I wanna be, be
Is it peculiar she twerk in the mirror? And am I weird to 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 a play with no rehearsal I wonder this be my final act tonight And me what's the price of fame? Am I a sinner with my 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 wear my Am I a because I love watching Mary? (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good enough for heaven? Say will God accept me in my black and white? Will he the way I'm made? Or should I reprogram the programming and get
Am I a freak for dancing Am I a freak for down? 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 love who I am
'til the break of dawn Don't a thing, so duh I take it no more Baby, we in groove and E. Badu Crazy in the black and We got the so tight Baby, here comes the song Too strong we on there's melody Show you way This joints for fight Come and sing your song But you gotta the booty don't lie
No, no, the don't lie Oh no, the booty lie
Yeah, flip it I don't think they understand I'm trying to say
I asked a question this "Are we a generation of our people? Add us to equations but they'll never make us She who writes the owns the script and the sequel So why ain't the stealing of my rights made keep us underground Working hard for the But it's time to pay They around and call us needy My crown too like the Queen Nefertiti Gimme back my I'm trying to free City
masterminds like your name Bernie Grundman Well I'm gonna keep leading like a Harriet Tubman You can my wings But I'm goin' fly And when you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, singing and I'mma keep 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 you're dope We're gonna keep hope We up now You deal you gotta cope Will you be electric ladies, will you sleep? Or you preach?