DBT (Dead Black Ting) Remix

[Intro: Lioness] Yeah [Verse 1 - Lioness] I'm a dark skin ting red lipstick Man I rock what I want, don't business Certain man wanna move DSTRKT When their mum's darker than me Lemme sip, sip Nah I'm not gonna stand for this disrespect When I should be getting raised up But yet you wanna diss me Cause of how my skin's set Man miss me with all your anti-dark detail Let's be honest, your comments they can't mean well Meanwhile you can handle that weak girl Oh look, there's that angry black female Let me keep calming em' But I'm warning em' Every time you bring us down I'ma raise up alla dem (Alla dem, alla dem, alla dem, alla dem, alla dem) [Verse 2 - Queenie] Man I rock what I want, don't business Silly bruddas giving their opinions But I still beat my face and rock waist length braids And a waist trainer for the fitness or Waist trainer for the fit-ness or Waist trainer for the pictures course Whatever I do when I waist train I better waste, bruddas still gonna get pissed off So I rock what I want Creps onto shoes Skin tight jeans might upset the yutes Hair just inna ah headscarf I'll give you the heads up Nobody got dressed up for you Do you when you're leaving the house Natural hair or weave on your scalp Tell a man, listen Frigg your opinion It doesn't put money in your account [Verse 3 - Stush] I say suttin' and you don't like the tone in it I'm grown init I talk and I'm owning it (yep) Love my skin, feel at home in it (ahh) Love my hair, afro comb in it Now we stop burn we head with perm Step out with natural hair, we start learn You t'ink we're aggressive? You think mi concerned? Black woman time fi talk, it's our turn (talk) It's a whole other story White gyal inject, fi look black, go pon maury Teef our tings, then run go mek jewellery Try fill us up with drugs that can't cure we Equal rights and justice ain't for me (ain't for me) Me nuh vote fi UKIP and 'Tory Black women talk, them always ignore we Put in the guts, but never get glory [Verse 4 - Shystie] Wanna know why I'm angry? Back then they took our mandem and hang we Left black women abandoned with families Now we run the kids from the block til' they're athletes Yeah, but it gets a little deeper They link black skin with crack, guns and dealers Violence, crimes, while we buy the sneakers A stop and search is standard procedure Mad, how we make the media deceive us? Not one of dem coulda make me bleach off My cocoa butter skin's off the meter Them self - hating tings not for me darg I'm ready to assassinate Anyone that exacerbates These typecasts to wipe out our accolades Light skin, dark skin You'll never see me battle shades Pretty for a black girl? Don't get clapped today [Verse 5 - Lady Leshurr] Yo I'm not in no industry mood I lick down any industry dude I don't care bout' an industry feud I go in, I know they're into me too I eat beats like a bit of free food Garbage, watched her alitter these tunes Bossy and I know they sick of me too Can't speak to them on another 32 Oh rude gyal, you wanna rude gyal Throwing shade but nah it nuh cute gyal It nuh cute gyal Flow's insane, I go mental Draw me out but no stencil Lead them up the path with no pencil (no pencil) Hit the track I'm not gentle Whip it! Pay with cash it's no rental [Verse 6 - Little Simz] I shouldn't be alarmed Shake my hand if you can read my palm Petty niggas go tweet for tweet (big) You don't wanna go bar for bar (no) You don't wanna go P's for P's My G if you ever knew how much I charge For these shows I'm getting mine (getting) Back when Simbi used to wait in line (waiting) Getting bigger isn't always a win Bigger problems it's a different life (yup) I start my day at some different times (different times) To me you're just some any guy (any guy) Best out, won't say it twice (no) Still offended when I'm being nice (yeah) My pen is moving to different heights I take a chance and I'll roll the dice Mummy told me I'm different yute (different yute) Simbi they just ain't as real as you (real as you) I take in all of the compliments All of the love Sit back and I bill my zoot (bill it!) Puff, puff can't draw my ting nah today In the mood (in the mood) You're lucky I didn't finish you And you're lucky to get an interview That's that L-I-T-T-L-E Simz (What, what what) [Outro: Lioness] What you know about power in numbers? Mental Messy!