Darkie

[Intro: Micah Bournes] Pickaninny fieldhand, just another darkie Blue black, big lip, motherland monkey Dark skin, nappy head, always being ugly You just another darkie, you just another darkie When you hear ‘em talking, just love ‘em and keep walking Prayed for you, brothers, the masters done brainwashed 'em Say it loud for ‘em, ignoring all of the mocking You just another darkie, you just another darkie [Verse 1: Propaganda] I used to wish I was Puerto-Rican ‘Cause that type of black was different They had curly hair and accents And I would be called exotic I would lie and say I’m half-something Mixed with this and that of sorts Anything to not just be a fieldhand descendent I knew black meant I was beautiful X Clan done taught me that much That ain’t stop the black folks, black jokes at lunch I had Shaka Zulu, Nefertiti, Tutankhamun posters Hanging on my walls to ease the pain of them boulders Thrown ‘em, so ashamed I got the round nose of a king I’m from the most mimicked culture but that ain’t do a thing for my self-image Subjected to a standard I could never meet Genetics don’t let blue eyes ever come with black feet Culture say that black feet don’t belong on skateboards They should stay on reservations; Mama Winnie came for ‘em Black people self-police “you sound white when you speak” Why your hair so nappy? You was just another darkie [Hook: Micah Bournes] Fat lip, wide nose (you just another darkie) Looking like some burnt toast (you just another darkie) Nappy headed, so gross (you just another darkie) Master got ‘em so fooled (you just another darkie) Some people still blind (you just another darkie) Hating on they own kind (you just another darkie) Put your fist in the sky And don’t pay ‘em no mind (you just another darkie) [Bridge: Micah Bournes] Man, why should I care at all When you burn your own city whole? And your daughter want a white doll Man, y’all don’t even like y’all [Verse 2: Jackie Hill-Perry] I remember they told me I would look better if I was lighter Get wedded on the island with the dress to match my silence Tell your melanin be quiet, it’s too loud to match the culture The vultures of the media, Wikipedia wrote the posters Who you mailin' to? Who you selling to? Is your cerebellum bailing you out? Or is you jailed by the mouth that told you failin' to not be yourself? I know I believed it, I know I repeated what was me sleeping Killing my dreams, maybe if I was thicker my skin wouldn’t make a scene Such a protagonist activist for a massive king They treat him like the villain yet they don’t want what master schemes Living like immigrants yet they don’t want the master’s things Who’s a slave? Who’s the one to blame for the nappyness, the averages? Love over hate is the fraction with the happiest Mathematicians adding the blackness African applicants The night embedded, I don’t regret it, the blackest skin [Hook: Micah Bournes] Fat lip, wide nose (you just another darkie) Looking like some burnt toast (you just another darkie) Nappy headed, so gross (you just another darkie) Master got ‘em so fooled (you just another darkie) Some people still blind (you just another darkie) Hating on they own kind (you just another darkie) Put your fist in the sky And don’t pay ‘em no mind (you just another darkie) [Bridge: Micah Bournes] Man, why should I care at all When you burn your own city whole? And your daughter want a white doll Man, y’all don’t even like y’all