| Song | Unforgivable Blackness |
| Artist | Diggy Simmons |
| Album | Unexpected Arrival |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : NWANERI, OSINACHI/SIMMONS, DANIEL | |
| They wanna take away my black card cause | |
| I got a black card say | |
| I don't rap hard cause | |
| I don't act hard, but if | |
| I act hard they would say that's odd and they would still hate | |
| I don't get that part. | |
| I'm too boys to be one of the boys think | |
| I got a man servant with your pride of toy. | |
| Why yall so salty? | |
| To much sodium soy. | |
| Can ya brother get a q that you only destroy. | |
| Why should | |
| I apologize, for my father's wallet size? | |
| Now they wanna get volentell had my mother share the pain in | |
| Ms. Wallet's eyes? | |
| Nah, we den came to far. | |
| Why my brothers gotta fight like | |
| Mufasa and | |
| Scar? Get caught up in the system that they profitin off. | |
| And they don't see none of the profits at all. | |
| Uhh. [Chorus:] | |
| Look how far we've come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can't we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can't deny me my (UN)forgivable blackness [x3] | |
| Hey! Yeah! [Verse 2:] | |
| I can see | |
| Malcolm at the podium on the ground and | |
| Betty Shabass holdin him. | |
| He tried to fight em but his wounds took a toll on em. | |
| Dr. King too man they got both of em. | |
| The governments war for | |
| Patroliem in the streets try to take control of it every hood from | |
| Oakland to | |
| Magnolia. | |
| Black men | |
| I don't know what came over us. | |
| Stop the silliness my nigga. | |
| I would never revenge my nigga. | |
| And I don't spell it with an "er" | |
| I spell it with an "a" cause that is not what we are. | |
| We were once kings til we got consumed by material things. | |
| Womanizing all the women the material brings, it's sick it's powerful let's hear it again! [Chorus:] | |
| Look how far we've come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can't we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can't deny me my (UN)forgivable blackness [x3] | |
| Hey! Yeah! [Verse 3:] | |
| You think you know, but you don't know the half of it. | |
| I don't rap for the cash in it. | |
| I do it cause | |
| I'm passionate. | |
| It's my desitny | |
| I have to spit. | |
| The real M | |
| C's I'm the last of it. | |
| Uhh, I ain't down cause | |
| I ain't from the ghetto. | |
| Camera liked the scar face, but | |
| I'll be all fellow. | |
| I ain't from the projects, | |
| I'm more from the medows. | |
| We've both seen races, | |
| I'm on the same level. | |
| From Memphsis to | |
| Zimbabwe yall got the same blood that's in my viens. | |
| I ain't the enemy so why you in my face? | |
| I ain't yo enemy so let's make peace. [Chorus:] | |
| Look how far we've come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can't we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can't deny me my (UN)forgivable blackness [x3] | |
| Hey! Yeah! |
| zuo ci : NWANERI, OSINACHI SIMMONS, DANIEL | |
| They wanna take away my black card cause | |
| I got a black card say | |
| I don' t rap hard cause | |
| I don' t act hard, but if | |
| I act hard they would say that' s odd and they would still hate | |
| I don' t get that part. | |
| I' m too boys to be one of the boys think | |
| I got a man servant with your pride of toy. | |
| Why yall so salty? | |
| To much sodium soy. | |
| Can ya brother get a q that you only destroy. | |
| Why should | |
| I apologize, for my father' s wallet size? | |
| Now they wanna get volentell had my mother share the pain in | |
| Ms. Wallet' s eyes? | |
| Nah, we den came to far. | |
| Why my brothers gotta fight like | |
| Mufasa and | |
| Scar? Get caught up in the system that they profitin off. | |
| And they don' t see none of the profits at all. | |
| Uhh. Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! Verse 2: | |
| I can see | |
| Malcolm at the podium on the ground and | |
| Betty Shabass holdin him. | |
| He tried to fight em but his wounds took a toll on em. | |
| Dr. King too man they got both of em. | |
| The governments war for | |
| Patroliem in the streets try to take control of it every hood from | |
| Oakland to | |
| Magnolia. | |
| Black men | |
| I don' t know what came over us. | |
| Stop the silliness my nigga. | |
| I would never revenge my nigga. | |
| And I don' t spell it with an " er" | |
| I spell it with an " a" cause that is not what we are. | |
| We were once kings til we got consumed by material things. | |
| Womanizing all the women the material brings, it' s sick it' s powerful let' s hear it again! Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! Verse 3: | |
| You think you know, but you don' t know the half of it. | |
| I don' t rap for the cash in it. | |
| I do it cause | |
| I' m passionate. | |
| It' s my desitny | |
| I have to spit. | |
| The real M | |
| C' s I' m the last of it. | |
| Uhh, I ain' t down cause | |
| I ain' t from the ghetto. | |
| Camera liked the scar face, but | |
| I' ll be all fellow. | |
| I ain' t from the projects, | |
| I' m more from the medows. | |
| We' ve both seen races, | |
| I' m on the same level. | |
| From Memphsis to | |
| Zimbabwe yall got the same blood that' s in my viens. | |
| I ain' t the enemy so why you in my face? | |
| I ain' t yo enemy so let' s make peace. Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! |
| zuò cí : NWANERI, OSINACHI SIMMONS, DANIEL | |
| They wanna take away my black card cause | |
| I got a black card say | |
| I don' t rap hard cause | |
| I don' t act hard, but if | |
| I act hard they would say that' s odd and they would still hate | |
| I don' t get that part. | |
| I' m too boys to be one of the boys think | |
| I got a man servant with your pride of toy. | |
| Why yall so salty? | |
| To much sodium soy. | |
| Can ya brother get a q that you only destroy. | |
| Why should | |
| I apologize, for my father' s wallet size? | |
| Now they wanna get volentell had my mother share the pain in | |
| Ms. Wallet' s eyes? | |
| Nah, we den came to far. | |
| Why my brothers gotta fight like | |
| Mufasa and | |
| Scar? Get caught up in the system that they profitin off. | |
| And they don' t see none of the profits at all. | |
| Uhh. Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! Verse 2: | |
| I can see | |
| Malcolm at the podium on the ground and | |
| Betty Shabass holdin him. | |
| He tried to fight em but his wounds took a toll on em. | |
| Dr. King too man they got both of em. | |
| The governments war for | |
| Patroliem in the streets try to take control of it every hood from | |
| Oakland to | |
| Magnolia. | |
| Black men | |
| I don' t know what came over us. | |
| Stop the silliness my nigga. | |
| I would never revenge my nigga. | |
| And I don' t spell it with an " er" | |
| I spell it with an " a" cause that is not what we are. | |
| We were once kings til we got consumed by material things. | |
| Womanizing all the women the material brings, it' s sick it' s powerful let' s hear it again! Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! Verse 3: | |
| You think you know, but you don' t know the half of it. | |
| I don' t rap for the cash in it. | |
| I do it cause | |
| I' m passionate. | |
| It' s my desitny | |
| I have to spit. | |
| The real M | |
| C' s I' m the last of it. | |
| Uhh, I ain' t down cause | |
| I ain' t from the ghetto. | |
| Camera liked the scar face, but | |
| I' ll be all fellow. | |
| I ain' t from the projects, | |
| I' m more from the medows. | |
| We' ve both seen races, | |
| I' m on the same level. | |
| From Memphsis to | |
| Zimbabwe yall got the same blood that' s in my viens. | |
| I ain' t the enemy so why you in my face? | |
| I ain' t yo enemy so let' s make peace. Chorus: | |
| Look how far we' ve come from singing freedom songs. | |
| So why can' t we get along? | |
| My brother why are you questioning from this point? | |
| Uhh and to the homies | |
| I say you can' t deny me my UN forgivable blackness x3 | |
| Hey! Yeah! |