Luyện nghe bài hát What Am I?

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

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

Now how old are

About six, on my BMX, tricks
Back to Middlesex with a of poor white trashy brats
Everything was coochie crunch till it was time for
said to wait in the back, they said that Pops ain't like black
See where I was the mostly white
it?
They wanna see you jiggaboo with
face
Be home by one of their 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 made me
out that 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 went pale she like she wanted to puke
Now that I know the truth I'd rather John Wilkes Booth
Although my family came and and in the play my role was switched
My told me I was fixed my problems wasn't fixed
My family my views of the world distort
last resort, she decided we would move to Newark
I took a deep breath leaving everything I knew
The country air the green grass and my of mind
Harassed by white cops on our way we're out our car
my mom for Joanne Chesimard now I'm really scarred

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What am I, I'm confused, decide
What am I who am I am I
Black or white, I identify
What am I who am I am I
I'm confused, can't
am I who am I what am I
Black or white, I identify
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 never seen so many depressed
My mental gets molested, physical takes violent
Stress, walkin home school's like a terrorist test
I learned blacks could be too, somehow still I felt I was blessed
Even my teachers called me half-breeds and all of
I was scared of livin here but also of movin back
See where I was before I was the thing they ever saw
They figured that I'm black, white
They kick me like a ball
White people didn't me
you
Black didn't 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 born black, I 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 tell my African mother
In fact causin crackup they said no would attract to me
These same got perms to get their hair like mine was naturally
Descrimination, affects a brother's
up in black history class, they never called on my ass
But wait, at a rapid rate
I digest hate, it's family
Found out my left me when I'm three
Dealt with felt if I knew my family they'd help
Every mixed person I met they mostly just to themself
We moved to Orange I set it off talent shows staring
A high yellow nigga's progression, my flavor's

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Now how old are

About nineteen lettin off my
Used to be a bag, but now I stomps, in hip-hop fiend
Now I get the goya jokes, jokes, Rico 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 weak attempts at blemishin my mixed heritage I'm
Don't need caucausian acceptance just that of a being
Laughed and spit at I don't represent cause I am not speaking
Now how dues must I pay to win
You're angry and stressin that opression
but you judge me by the I'm in when
Clayton Powell's, light-skinned and
Farrakhan the brother's, and
Elijah Muhammad's also,
Discrimination from my own peoples is making my temper go so
So stop playing me slight my song's aight 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 half of either
Don't call me mulatto I stab you with a bottle
Callin your oreo get off it yo, now Tom consider
He could be like Chino XL, a ass nigga

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