What Am I? Lyrics - Chino Xl

Yo I don't even know what the vibe is kid 

All these different things seperatin us 

It got me walkin this fence man 

and I don't even know what side I'ma fall on B 

Can't see it 

Well I'm a zebra y'all 

("Half Puerto Rican, half black, but you don't speak Spanish") 

Don't call me zebra y'all 

("Half Puerto Rican, half black...") 

Now how old are you? 

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About six, on my BMX, doin tricks 

Back to Middlesex with a couple of poor white trashy brats 

Everything was coochie crunch till it was time for lunch 

They said to wait in the back, they said that Pops ain't like black 

See where I was the population's mostly white 

Ain't it? 

They wanna see you jiggaboo with your 

face painted 

Be brought home by one of their daughters and their fathers 

fainted 

They want to see you a failure so I never 

became it 

Light-skinned, showed them lead, curly-headed 

Called me names, I was different, I was gifted, they made me ashamed 

Found out that I'm a different shade when I'm in the second grade 

Abe Lincoln's play, they want me to portray a slave 

My momma's face went pale she looked like she wanted to puke 

Now that I know the truth I'd rather play John Wilkes Booth 

Although my family came and bitched and in the play my role was switched 

My grandma told me I was fixed my problems wasn't fixed 

My family seen my views of the world distort 

Moms last resort, she decided we would move to Newark 

I took a deep breath leaving everything I knew behind 

The country air the green grass and my piece of mind 

Harassed by white cops on our way we're pulled out our car 

Mistook my mom for Joanne Chesimard now I'm really scarred 

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What am I, I'm confused, can't decide 

What am I who am I what am I 

Black or white, I can't identify 

What am I who am I what am I 

I'm confused, can't decide 

What am I who am I what am I 

Black or white, I can't identify 

What am I who am I what am I 

Culture shock, Newark's a far cry from Middlesex 

Broadly called projects, black eyes, regrets 

Torn lives, I've never seen so many people depressed 

My mental gets molested, physical takes violent threats 

Stress, walkin home from school's like a terrorist test 

I learned blacks could be racist too, somehow still I felt I was blessed 

Even my teachers called me half-breeds and all of that 

I was scared of livin here but also scared of movin back 

See where I was before I was the darkest thing they ever saw 

They figured that I'm black, white around 

They kick me like a soccer ball 

White people didn't accept me 

Fuck you 

Black people didn't accept me 

Fuck you 

Puerto Ricans didn't accept me 

Fuck you 

Diggin researchin my identity it gots me goin cuckoo 

"I'm the yellow nigga right? 

I'm tired of that. I am not passing, I am black! 

I was born black, I live black, 

and I will die, proud to be called black!" 

So now I'm goin "Hey niggaz" at niggaz that say Chino's not black 

They come to my house and tell my African mother that 

In fact causin crackup they said no sister would attract to me 

These same brothers got perms to get their hair like mine was naturally 

Descrimination, affects a brother's education 

Hands up in black history class, they never called on my ass 

But wait, growin at a rapid rate 

I digest their hate, it's family 

Found out my father left me when I'm three 

Dealt with felt if I knew my Spanish family they'd help 

Every mixed person I met they mostly just kept to themself 

We moved to East Orange I set it off talent shows staring 

A high yellow nigga's progression, my flavor's pouring 

Now how old are you? 

About nineteen lettin off my steam 

Used to be a punchin bag, but now I stomps, in hip-hop fiend 

Now I get the goya jokes, Menudo jokes, Rico Suave jokes 

But females rush me and the MC's steal up all my quotes 

See what I lacks in melanin I makes up wit adrenalin 

Your weak attempts at blemishin my mixed heritage I'm treasurin 

Don't need caucausian acceptance just that of a human being 

Laughed and spit at I don't represent cause I am not Spanish speaking 

Now how many dues must I pay to win 

You're angry and you're stressin that opression 

but you judge me by the skin I'm in when 

Adam Clayton Powell's, light-skinned and 

Farrakhan the brother's, light-skinned and 

Elijah Muhammad's also, light-skinned 

Discrimination from my own peoples is making my temper go thin so 

So stop playing me slight saying my song's aight instead of hype 

Don't called me red-boned, or light and bright and damn they're white 

I ain't no zebra, ain't no half of original either 

Don't call me mulatto I stab you with a broken bottle 

Callin your brother oreo get off it yo, now Tom consider 

He could be like Chino XL, a yellow ass nigga