Из альбома: The Colored Section
Head, shoulders… knees and toes
Lips, my eyes, my mouth, my nose
They all go… against what so-ciety calls beautiful
I’m left handed in my right mind
I’m pleasantly plump, a phat dime
Black as night in a bright light
As you can see I am beautiful me I was born in the winter
The day after the tenth
And it’s hard to deliver
Scorpio energy so intense
Make me wanna holler
Now I know what Marvin meant
The industry’s so cold
Give me the things to my ancestor’s you owe, so Sad American music
Was built upon my back
R&B, Soul, your Rock-n-Roll
Your Blues, your Ragtime and your Jazz
Yes I herald the Gospel
The Funk, Hip Hop, Techno
And I’ll sing forever
In the name of the American Negro
I’m not nigga, I’m Ne-g-ro
If I become a nigga I’ll let you know
I’m not nigga, I’m Ne-g-ro
If I become a nigga I’ll let you know