| Ooh, what’s deeper than, what’s deeper than the darkest best
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| Kept secret? |
| Beneath the surface, we could
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| Let it bring us together, or it could tear us apart, oh
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| I’m filled with it, I gotta love with no conditions
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| Though it’s hard to re-envision time and time again
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| Even when, even when it didn’t matter anymore
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| The most beautiful thing that you ever seen
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| Is even bigger than what we think it means
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| Reflections in my bloodstreams, it’s even bigger than
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| I woke up in this, I woke up in this
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| In my skin
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| I can’t wash it away, so you can’t take it from me
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| My brown skin
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| Real world, big girl meets world
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| A crazy position, now your dreams is your mission, huh?
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| Staring in the mirror, realizing, wish it worked
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| Now all I wish is for a chance to give my kids a Ford
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| I got a family tree that’s worth praising the Lord
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| Mama looking like the second, whoo! |
| Look at God
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| Sister like a soldier, hold it down
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| Southwest gon' hold it down, uh
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| I love you, don’t forget it, you beautiful Black masterpiece!
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| Boy, they don’t make brothers like you
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| Uh, make it happen with that Black girl magic
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| The hat trick off of what we must do
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| Pardon me, just left a message to the city
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| Words stuck between my teeth, so gritty
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| Pay him for each minute I’m seething
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| A Black girl mixed with a little bit of Sacagawea
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| I pocket subpoenas, I swallow my pride and my ego
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| I wear my flaws on my sleeve and my skin like a peacoat
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| I see someone like me ashamed to be
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| And honestly, I’m really really
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| I’m fed up wit' it, try to send it up like a FedEx
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| I’m wondering what they sayin' next
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| Can’t pretend to not hear it
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| It’s your beauty, they can’t have it
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| It’s yours, they can’t have it
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| I’m done with the struggle. |
| I wanna-I just wanna enjoy my life now and maybe
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| appreciate my skin.
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| I woke up in this, I woke up in this
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| In my skin
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| I can’t wash it away, so you can’t take it from me
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| My brown skin
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| Oh, I can’t wash it away
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| No, you can’t take it from me
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| My skin, your skin, yeah!
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| Oh, I can’t wash it away
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| No, you can’t take it from me
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| Ooh, my skin, ooh, my skin, yeah!
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| This is something I was born wit', you know? |
| You can’t buy this at a store,
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| so hey. |