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I'm proud to be Black and I'm proud to be Arab I've been given life when I thought life was barren I'm proud of my mother whose roots are Latin Who told me that life should be lived with compassion Monotonous beings obsessed with conformity Judging me 'cause I don't live my life normally Mad 'cause the bandaids I've worn have been ripped off Fuck all that Kool-Aid that y'all have been sipped off Our age is all about propaganda Fascism and slander The more we convince you to hate people Somehow equates to the more you have manners They ain't cracked the code, no Da Vinci Brainwashing the soul can't convince me That I'm a follower, have no identity Try and indict me, I'm guilty of felonies My eyes never will be wide shut Donnie Darko, eyes cut Angels and demons just for the clarity I bring the anarchy to the severity Angels lined up, blowing trumpets Bitches obsessed with tea and crumpets Can't hear the message I'm tryna encompass I guess they are fine living as puppets Letras de cancionesI've been told that I'm being dramatic Oppression is real, it's systematic What about those who've been raped and pillaged All for the gain of those thriving in privilege The standard has told all these beautiful Individuals that they're not suitable They cannot be natural and mutable But really that shit is disputable Charles Manson, I ain't never had a family Speak the truth, bitches think uncannily Raised by the streets, they callin' it vanity Refusin' to see that Heaven's gate is a fantasy I'll break free, will not be a prisoner Of these patriarchal practitioners What is the reason? I'm the inquisitor Fuck all these [?] shady partitioners All my life, I wanted serenity Piece of Heaven, my own identity Adopted at birth, never knowing my parents Man, that shit fucked me up mentally Even worse, when my dad walked out Packed his shit, took the food out my mouth I still hear my mom screaming loud Pierced ears, echoes through the house Friends? Man, you funny All those niggas wanted was money They knew my mother was stacked In reality, I was a dummy Followed in stores, watched on a camera No matter how correct my grammar I swear I'm educated All my life was lacking was glamor (My eyes never) will be wide shut (Donnie Darko) eyes cut (Angels and demons) just for the clarity (I bring the anarchy) to the severity (Angels lined up) blowing trumpets (Bitches obsessed) with tea and crumpets (Can't hear the message) I'm tryna encompass (I guess they are fine)— I'ma stop being nice! People expect me to apologize For not fittin' the paradigms Bitches obsessed with all my success Y'all bitches blind, put on them lenses See through my eyes, look at my body So many scars, but I am Parvati Fightin' this battle, your work ethic's body Don't want the smoke, I'll give you a [?] You know the struggles of being ugly In the world's eyes, isn't that lovely Still walk around and acting all bubbly Wishin' that someone would shut up and hug me This obsession with passing normal Is stupid, I'd rather be informal Taking this culture straight to the oral That shit just makes me wanna quarrel (My eyes never) will be wide shut (Donnie Darko) eyes cut (Angels and demons) just for the clarity (I bring the anarchy) to the severity We need the change (And we know it) Humanity has a chance (Don't blow it) Just light the match (Don't throw it) The world's too gassed (You know it) I'm just gonna let this fucking beat play for another few bars so y'all can let this shit set in Do you feel it? Do you fucking feel it? Y'all never feel it So shut the fuck up And sit the fuck down I'm tired of you fucking clowns From Letras Mania