Luyện nghe bài hát What Am I?

Yo I don't even know the vibe is kid
All these different things us
It got me this fence man
and I don't even know what side fall on B
see it

Well I'm a zebra
("Half Puerto Rican, black, but you don't speak Spanish")
Don't call me y'all
("Half Rican, half black...")

Now how old are

six, on my BMX, doin tricks
Back to Middlesex with a couple of poor white trashy
Everything was coochie till it was time for lunch
They said to wait in the back, they said that Pops like black
See where I was the mostly white
it?
They wanna see you with your
painted
Be brought home by one of daughters and their fathers

They want to see you a so I never
it
Light-skinned, showed them lead,
Called me names, I was different, I was gifted, they made me
Found out I'm a different shade when I'm in the second grade
Abe Lincoln's play, want me to portray a slave
My momma's face pale she looked like she wanted to puke
Now that I know the truth I'd rather play Wilkes Booth
Although my family came and bitched and in the my role was switched
My grandma told me I was fixed my problems wasn't
My family seen my views of the world
Moms last resort, she we would move to Newark
I took a deep breath leaving everything I knew
The country air the green and my piece of mind
Harassed by white cops on our way pulled out our car
Mistook my mom for Joanne Chesimard now I'm really

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What am I, I'm confused, decide
am I who am I what am I
Black or white, I can't
What am I who am I am I
I'm confused, can't
What am I who am I am I
Black or white, I can't
What am I who am I am I

Culture shock, Newark's a far cry from
Broadly called projects, eyes, regrets
Torn lives, never seen so many people depressed
My gets molested, physical takes violent threats
Stress, walkin home from school's like a test
I blacks could be racist too, somehow still I felt I was blessed
Even my teachers called me and all of that
I was scared of livin but also scared of movin back
See I was before I was the darkest thing they ever saw
They figured that I'm black, around
They kick me like a soccer
people didn't accept me
you
Black people accept me
you
Puerto Ricans accept me
you
Diggin researchin my identity it me goin cuckoo

"I'm the yellow right?
I'm of that. I am not passing, I am black!
I was born black, I black,
and I die, proud to be called black!"

So now I'm goin "Hey niggaz" at niggaz that say Chino's not
They come to my house and tell my African that
In fact causin crackup they said no sister attract to me
same brothers got perms to get their hair like mine was naturally
Descrimination, affects a education
Hands up in black history class, never called on my ass
But wait, at a rapid rate
I digest their hate, family
Found out my father me when I'm three
with felt if I knew my Spanish family they'd help
Every mixed person I met they mostly kept to themself
We moved to East I set it off talent shows staring
A yellow nigga's progression, my flavor's pouring

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Now how old are

About nineteen off my steam
Used to be a punchin bag, but now I stomps, in fiend
Now I get the goya jokes, Menudo jokes, Suave jokes
But females rush me and the MC's steal up all my
See I lacks in melanin I makes up wit adrenalin
Your attempts at blemishin my mixed heritage I'm treasurin
Don't need caucausian just that of a human being
Laughed and spit at I don't cause I am not Spanish speaking
Now how dues must I pay to win
You're angry and you're that opression
but you judge me by the skin I'm in
Adam Clayton Powell's, and
the brother's, light-skinned and
Elijah Muhammad's also,
Discrimination from my own peoples is making my temper go so
So stop playing me slight saying my song's instead of hype
Don't called me red-boned, or light and and damn they're white
I ain't no zebra, ain't no of original either
Don't call me mulatto I stab you with a bottle
your brother oreo get off it yo, now Tom consider
He could be like Chino XL, a yellow ass

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