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Blacker The Berry
Field Mobb It's ya boy Chevy P, babe Listen
I remember as a kid back, in the days I got picked on, kicked at, shit on, spit at Get gone, get back, gone smoke, get away Havin' a dark pigmentation was hard then to make friends
Felt like God didn't take his time with me He musta made me late night, tired and sleepy 'Cause life wasn't easy, they dogged me Said that I was so dark the bet, I could sweat coffee
And peepee sweet tea and spit oil Say when ashy I lotion down in Armor All Made me feel like a loser really lame Because of my complexion, nobody would include me in games
Not even tag, never 'It', nobody would touch me Nope no girlfriends 'cause shawties thought I was ugly Through all the jokes and laughs pokes and stabs blows and jabs Hopin' sad, mopin' mad before the scabs nobody told me that
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker
I ain't have Marvin Gaye to sing to me And make me feel like black was the thing to be Until Big Daddy Kane, I was so glad he came Made me feel good about bein' black again 'cause
We was at the bottom of the market Al B. made sure it was a problem to be dark skinned Until Wesley sniped him In with the darkies, out with the light skinned
Now we got Tyrese Taye and Tyson Mekhi Phife in every movie ya likin' Blade he remind me of a modern day Panther While Batman hides behind a mask like a Klansman
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We have to achieve, 'Caine's killin' us Like it killed the second son of Adam and Eve Ya palm is white and spreaded fist still black and tightly now Slappin' five was cool but rather ya ball ya fist and give me pound 'cause
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker
Tiger Woods say he ain't black, whatever They say Michael Jackson ain't white, whatever And Venus and Serena done beat mo' white girls Than O.J. and Rick James put together
Now Michael Vick's the new black hero Bet John Madden ain't see it comin', saw a quarterback as a negro Jordan he can't hide it he look like an African Tribal leader If you can lighten him then you can brighten me up
Now don't get me wrong and think I'm prejudiced Listenin' to this song, I'm not racist As a matter of fact, shout out to Jamie Lori and Chad My white friends from Lee County to Bladecliff
Just bein' dark is it what's like bein' white in the audience At a black comedy show I Was guaranteed to get cracked on and joked out Now this ugly duckling is a swan, I know now
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker
It's the F.B.I.
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