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Dave

Genres: Pop

Black Lyrics - Dave

[Verse 1] 

Look, black is beautiful, black is excellent 

Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident 

It's working twice as hard as the people you know you're better than 

'Cause you need to do double what they do so you can level them 

Black is so much deeper than just African-American 

Our heritage been severed, you never got to experiment with family trees, 'cause they teach you 'bout famine and greed 

And show you pictures of our fam on their knees 

Tell us we used to be barbaric, we had actual Queens 

Black is watching child soldiers getting killed by other children 

Feeling sick, like oh shit this could have happened to me 

Your mummy watchin' tellin' stories 'bout your dad and your niece 

The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice 

A kid dies, the blacker the killer, the sweeter the news 

And if he's white you give him a chance, he's ill and confused 

If he's black he's probably armed, you see him and shoot 

Look, black is growing up around the barbershop 

Mummy saying stay away from trouble, you're in yard a lot 

Studying for ages, appreciating the chance you got 

'Cause black is in your blood, and you ain't even got the heart to stop 

Black is stepping in for your mother because your father's gone 

Standing by your children when you haven't proven karma wrong 

Black is doing all of the above then going corner shopping 

Tryna help a lady cross the road to have her walking off 

Black is growing up around your family and making it 

Then being forced to leave the place you love because there's hate in it 

People say you fake the shit, never stayed to change the shit 

But black is being jealous, you'd be dead if you had stayed in it 

Black is struggling to find your history or trace the shit 

You don't know the truth about your race 'cause they erasing it 

Black has got a sour fucking flavor, here's a taste of it 

But black is all I know, there ain't a thing that I would change in it 

 

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[Verse 2] 

Look, black ain't just a single fucking color, man there's shades to it 

Her hair's straight and thick but mine's got waves in it 

Black is not divisive they been lyin' and I hate the shit 

Black has never been a competition, we don't make this shit 

Black is deadly 

Black is when you're freezing in your home and you can't get sleep 

But never feeling empty, 'cause you got twenty cousins in your country living stress free 

Walking for their water, daughter wrapped inside a bed sheet 

Black is distant, it's representing countries that never even existed while your grandmother was living 

Black is my Ghanaian brother reading into scriptures 

Doing research on his lineage, findin' out that he's Egyptian 

Black is people naming your countries on what they trade most 

Coast of Ivory, Gold Coast, and the Grain Coast 

But most importantly to show how deep all this pain goes 

West Africa, Benin, they called it slave coast 

Black is so confusing, 'cause the culture? They're in love with it 

They take our features when they want and have their fun with it 

Never seem to help with all the things we know would come with it 

Loud in our laughter, silent in our sufferin' 

Black is being strong in sight of facing defeat 

Poverty made me a beast, I battled the law in the streets 

Well you were struggled, but your struggle ain't a struggle like me 

Well how could it be when your people gave us the odds that we beat? 

I mean, fucking hell, what about our brothers that are stuck in jail? 

That couldn't bust a bell, they held a bird and gotta live with it 

Black is being guilty until proven that you're innocent 

Black is saying free my fucking niggas stuck inside in prison cells 

They think it's funny, we ain't got nothing to say to them 

Unconditional love is strange to them; it's amazin' 'em 

Black is like the sweetest fucking flavor, here's a taste of it 

But black is all I know, there ain't a thing that I would change in it 

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