Davey Asaph - Black Black

Dear black boy I thought I would inform you
That Webster defines black as dirty, spoiled
Absent of light, very sad, gloomy, marked by the occurrence
Of disaster, hostile, angry, discontent, grim, and distorted
Young black boy tryna navigate
Zillow in the classroom trying to find my place
Since I was knee high I knew the caste system
Since the sun kissed me they look at him different
Jokes fallin down like you black as night
Laughs felt like punches to the face I had to fight
Six years old wishin I was white
If I was Micheal Jackson color would they treat me right
But I aint black I'm Davey
They like you blacker than a African boy you crazy
They thought it was a diss you can't diss the crown
I wish I knew that then at least I know it now
They try to say that my skin color was criminal
Not to my face but on the tv subliminal
We hate the tint of my skin so we hate our brothers
I don't need to know the set to know we kill for colors dont kill for colors
Dont kill for colors, them yo brothers dont kill for colors
Look at my skin (Huh)
Look at my skin
Made by him
Made by him (Him)
Made in his image them is fact facts (Facts)
We celebrate loud with a clap clap (Ahh)
Tried to degrade it (Tried to degrade it)
Told me to hate it (Told me hate it)
Cannot degrade it
Look it's amazing
Look I won't trade it
I'm black I'm black
Made us hate our hoods then they bought that
Made us fight our brothers we should've fought back
Divide us and kept us off the same page
Made me hate my brother so they worked him like a slave
Colonizes our minds monetize the culture
Generified what's mine demonized the cultural
Cuz it's black and it's different
And I'm black and Im gifted
Tragic they did this
But i'm free from this system
ID gone but YAHWEH recovered mine
Cause where I'm from look God ain't colorblind
Yea the skin black but I shine
My pigment was intention by his design
Citizen of heaven African blood
That middle eastern Savior shows the boy some love
He sees my skin and he cares
Told me I'm a heir
Every tribe at his throne can't wait to get there
Look at my skin (Huh)
Look at my skin
Made by him
Made by him (Him)
Made in his image them is fact facts (Facts)
We celebrate loud with a clap clap (Ahh)
Tried to degrade it (Tried to degrade it)
Told me to hate it (Told me hate it)
Cannot degrade it
Look it's amazing
Look I won't trade it
I'm black I'm black
My son, tell me what you want to know
Black, black. Why does it hurt so?
Bad
Black is bad? Who told you that lie?
To God, you're an heir to his kingdom
Those who've been brought low, my God, he will lift high
Where else can you go? Who else would you want to be?
Made in his image, you mirror a holy king
Do you want to know why God made you black
As black as the earth's decor? Let me tell you son
So that lie, you'll believe no more
They say not to question for God is the God of all creation
He birthed light out of darkness, my son, that is legit
Only in this life is black black so dangerous
Son,thank God for your gift of blackness

Written by:
Cortney Cross, David McKissic

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