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They say that we fallen (Fall, fallen) They say that we fallen (Fallen) Then tell me why you follow (Foll, follow) If we're fallen (Fallen) Huh, if I was you, I would appropriate us too Huh, let it sit It's understandably confusing depending on tool you using (Fallen) Huh, just come through Alexandria library, drips through these fingertips Mental state miserable, your wings don't fit You bigger than your body give you credit for A metaphor for how we see us, these creatures we've settled for We are actually fascinating, actuating You made poverty your play haven Pueblo Indians prayers made of cornmeal and turquoise (Fallen) Harvestin' dreams with the medicine of the Iroquois Different like the cloth we cut from A creative nature with the joy we came from, uh The truth you can't run from, uh The style and finesse are a nectar of a broken neck You wanna drink the juice but can't live through tight squeezes But I don't pay the price, I pay dues But the pain is paint, and quit I can't And yo faith is rank and yo attitude stank And I couldn't stand to think The state without Ma Rainey or Count Basie, trap music, ya crazy Letras de cancionesBlack women are north stars, if we fallen Why you follow? They say that we fallen (Fall, fallen) They say that we fallen (Fallen) Then tell me why you follow (Foll, follow) If we're fallen (Fallen) Look, the Pharisees say I'm falling like Alica My hood think I'm ballin', Alopecia My melanin like the check on belly named Keisha It's prolly why the devil be tryna peel my Chiquita Go bananas for everyone that made an exit Out the slums, so they give you crumbs until you desperate And folk become the ones that tote guns 'cause they receptive To suckers who played 'em like dum dums 'Cause they was left with no father figure You falter quicker when ain't no structure My paw paw lifted a lotta scripture so we ain't suffer A pot to piss in is hard to get for the multicolored But y'all just keep on jackin' jewels that y'all know we discovered Ouu, Don't fret, digest, how they take what was born in projects to world wide web Get over easy, they do us greasy like poached fried eggs And be right back on our zucchini 'til the whole tide shifts, ouu But it's all gravy, we'll keep it wavy like du-rags So whenever you ask for a new fad, you'll surely see it I know you'll give us a new pad while thinkin' we're too poo trash To be 'round the doodads you keep in secret But hell, that's the world we live in When yo chips is high, be weary of the ones who chip in When Lucy try to tempt you, remember that it was written And I swear to God I ain't fallen but I might be trippin', ouu From Letras Mania