Black Rose

Daddy, how come there's no dolls that look like me in the shop?

My daughter she a princess

The world ain’t slaughtering her skin yet

These kayne's have not become important to the kim's yet

But when she gets older they’ll be brothers same colour as her

Pappa who will not be showing any sort of interest

Have mercy on my brothers yea

Disrespecting women who remind them of their mothers

Disrespecting women who remind them of their sisters

Disrespecting women who remind them of their cousins

Have mercy on my brothers

Everyone’s entitled to their own taste

But every time you pricks make a statement

I can find a rival in my own race

I love all types a women

Variety is ok

But society will throw shade

So who’s fighting for the sisters then

When their brother keep on dissing them

Try and picture justin as a little one

Daddy was around but I was raised by the women them

Nan aunts mummy

Black woman significance

So **** you and your ignorance

When I was young I had Ashanti on my wall

And there was pictures of my family in the front room with certificates

University graduates and good citizens

Baby keep doing you

Don’t let the world ruin

No matter what they say you are beautiful

Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder

And we don’t know who is who

So who are they to slew when they slewing you?

Babe, you're golden

So Golden

I need you golden

So Golden

I can cry those tears for you

Again

But just know I'll be there for you

To keep you golden

And they say sticks don't break no bones

But their words might still hit home

Broke up bags on concrete stones

Look at all this is our soul

To keep your golden

So golden (so golden)

So golden

I need you golden (so golden)

So golden (so golden)

Black rose

When you was doing light skin vs dark skin

Some was doing white skin vs our skin

Divided and conquered

Living but slightly unconscious

Killing each other minor (problems)

Do I define a monster

Cos my knife is longer

My left is weak but my right is stronger

What I really mean is my writings stronger

Should I wife a Kate or should I wife a Rhonda

I don’t mind either genre

Brothers back home using cake soap

I’m only caked up cos I make doe

We’re all try stay afloat in the same boat

But I’m trying to be the goat not scape goat

Are you aware of who I am

There’s something called opinions and I really can’t escape those

Ewwwww his black and his ugly

Naaaahh I’m black and im lovely

Only god can judge me

This ones ones for my brothers that are lonely in this *******

Coming home from school and your shadows your only company

Really I’m from Africa but I don’t now my country

I’m a lost man

Where the hell are my locks at

Got me looking at a dashiki like what’s that

And still I’m jango to you house ******

I get even with the Stevens in combat

Babe, you're golden

So golden (so golden)

So golden

I need you golden (so golden)

So golden (so golden)

I can carry those tears for you

Again

But just know that I'll be there for you

To keep you golden