Luyện nghe bài hát What Am I?

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

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

Now how old are

six, on my BMX, doin tricks
Back to Middlesex a couple of poor white trashy brats
Everything was crunch till it was time for lunch
They said to wait in the back, they said that Pops ain't black
See I was the population's mostly white
it?
They wanna see you jiggaboo with
face
Be brought home by one of daughters and their fathers

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

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am I, I'm confused, can't decide
What am I who am I am I
Black or white, I can't
What am I who am I am I
I'm confused, decide
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 Middlesex
Broadly projects, black eyes, regrets
Torn lives, I've seen so many people depressed
My gets molested, physical takes violent threats
Stress, walkin home from like a terrorist test
I learned blacks be racist too, somehow still I felt I was blessed
my teachers called me half-breeds and all of that
I was scared of livin here but also of movin back
See where I was before I was the darkest thing they saw
They figured I'm black, white around
kick me like a soccer ball
White people accept me
you
Black people accept me
you
Puerto Ricans didn't me
you
Diggin researchin my identity it gots me goin

"I'm the nigga right?
I'm of that. I am not passing, I am black!
I was black, I live black,
and I will die, proud to be black!"

So now I'm goin "Hey niggaz" at that say Chino's not black
They come to my house and my African mother that
In fact causin crackup they no sister would attract to me
These same brothers got perms to get their hair mine was naturally
Descrimination, affects a brother's
Hands up in black history class, they called on my ass
But wait, growin at a rapid
I digest their hate, family
Found out my father left me when I'm
Dealt with felt if I my Spanish family they'd help
mixed person I met they mostly just kept to themself
We to East Orange I set it off talent shows staring
A high yellow nigga's progression, my 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, Rico Suave
But females me and the MC's steal up all my quotes
See what I lacks in I makes up wit adrenalin
Your weak attempts at blemishin my mixed I'm treasurin
Don't need caucausian acceptance just of a human being
Laughed and spit at I don't represent cause I am not speaking
Now how many dues I pay to win
You're angry and you're stressin opression
but you judge me by the skin I'm in
Clayton Powell's, light-skinned and
Farrakhan the brother's, and
Elijah Muhammad's also,
from my own peoples is making my temper go thin so
So stop playing me slight my song's aight instead of hype
Don't called me red-boned, or and bright and damn they're white
I ain't no zebra, ain't no of original either
Don't call me mulatto I stab you a broken bottle
Callin your brother oreo get off it yo, now Tom
He could be like XL, a yellow ass nigga

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