Black Stacey 歌词
| 歌曲 | Black Stacey |
| 歌手 | Saul Williams |
| 专辑 | Saul Williams |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Williams | |
| 作词 : WILLIAMS, SAUL | |
| I used to hump my pillow at night | |
| The type of silent prayer to make myself prepare for the light | |
| Me and my cousin | |
| Duce would rank the girls between one and ten | |
| And the highest number got to be my pillows pretend | |
| Now I apologize to every high ranker | |
| But you taught me how to dream and so | |
| I also thank you | |
| I never had the courage to approach you at school | |
| We joked around a lot and | |
| I know you thought | |
| I dressed cool | |
| But I was just coverin' up all the insecurities that came bubblin' up | |
| My complexion had me stuck in an emotional rut | |
| Like the time you flavor flaved me | |
| And you played me "Yo chuck" | |
| They say, "You're too black", man | |
| I think I'm too black | |
| Mom do you think | |
| I'm too black? | |
| I think I'm too black, | |
| I think I'm too black | |
| I think I'm too black, black, black, black, black | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself 'cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn't phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn't phase me, but it did 'cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| I used to use bleachin' creme' | |
| Til madame | |
| C.J. Walker walked into my dreams | |
| I dreamt of bein' white and complimented by you | |
| But the only shiny black thing that you liked was my shoes | |
| Now, I apologize for bottlin' up | |
| All the little things you said that warped my head and my gut | |
| Even though | |
| I always told you not to | |
| Brag about the fact that your great grand | |
| Mother was raped by her slave master | |
| Yeah, I became militant too | |
| So it was clear on every level | |
| I was blacker than you | |
| I turned you on to | |
| Malcolm X and | |
| Assata Shakur in the three quarter elephant goose with the fur | |
| I had the high top fade with the steps on the side | |
| I had the two finger ring, rag top on the ride | |
| I had the sheep skin, name | |
| Belt, Lee suit, | |
| Kangol, acid wash | |
| Vasco, chicken and waffle | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself 'cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn't phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn't phase me, but it did 'cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Stic 'em, stic 'em | |
| Stic 'em, stic 'em | |
| They say, "I'm too black" | |
| They say, "I'm too black" | |
| Here we go | |
| Now here's a little message for you, all you baller playa's got | |
| Some insecurities too, that you could cover up, bling it up | |
| Cash in and ching ching it up, hope no | |
| One will bring it up, lock it down and string it up | |
| Or you can share your essence with us, 'cause everything about you | |
| Couldn't be rugged and ruff and even though you tote a | |
| Glock and you're hot on the streets | |
| If you dare to share your heart, we'll nod our heart to it's beat | |
| And you should do that, if nothin' else, to prove that | |
| A player like you could keep it honest and true | |
| Don't mean to call your bluff but, motha****a that's what | |
| I doYou got platinum chain then, son, | |
| I'm probably talkin' to you | |
| And you can call your gang, your posse and the rest of your crew | |
| And while you're at it get them addicts and the indigent too | |
| I plan to have a whole army by the time that | |
| I'm through | |
| To load their guns with songs they haven't sung | |
| Like Back | |
| Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself 'cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn't phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn't phase me, but it did 'cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, "Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself 'cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, they called me | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Aah Black | |
| Stacey, ooh | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Move Black | |
| Stacey, groove | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Shake Black | |
| Stacey, make | |
| Black Stacey | |
| No not I |
| zuo qu : Williams | |
| zuo ci : WILLIAMS, SAUL | |
| I used to hump my pillow at night | |
| The type of silent prayer to make myself prepare for the light | |
| Me and my cousin | |
| Duce would rank the girls between one and ten | |
| And the highest number got to be my pillows pretend | |
| Now I apologize to every high ranker | |
| But you taught me how to dream and so | |
| I also thank you | |
| I never had the courage to approach you at school | |
| We joked around a lot and | |
| I know you thought | |
| I dressed cool | |
| But I was just coverin' up all the insecurities that came bubblin' up | |
| My complexion had me stuck in an emotional rut | |
| Like the time you flavor flaved me | |
| And you played me " Yo chuck" | |
| They say, " You' re too black", man | |
| I think I' m too black | |
| Mom do you think | |
| I' m too black? | |
| I think I' m too black, | |
| I think I' m too black | |
| I think I' m too black, black, black, black, black | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| I used to use bleachin' creme' | |
| Til madame | |
| C. J. Walker walked into my dreams | |
| I dreamt of bein' white and complimented by you | |
| But the only shiny black thing that you liked was my shoes | |
| Now, I apologize for bottlin' up | |
| All the little things you said that warped my head and my gut | |
| Even though | |
| I always told you not to | |
| Brag about the fact that your great grand | |
| Mother was raped by her slave master | |
| Yeah, I became militant too | |
| So it was clear on every level | |
| I was blacker than you | |
| I turned you on to | |
| Malcolm X and | |
| Assata Shakur in the three quarter elephant goose with the fur | |
| I had the high top fade with the steps on the side | |
| I had the two finger ring, rag top on the ride | |
| I had the sheep skin, name | |
| Belt, Lee suit, | |
| Kangol, acid wash | |
| Vasco, chicken and waffle | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Stic ' em, stic ' em | |
| Stic ' em, stic ' em | |
| They say, " I' m too black" | |
| They say, " I' m too black" | |
| Here we go | |
| Now here' s a little message for you, all you baller playa' s got | |
| Some insecurities too, that you could cover up, bling it up | |
| Cash in and ching ching it up, hope no | |
| One will bring it up, lock it down and string it up | |
| Or you can share your essence with us, ' cause everything about you | |
| Couldn' t be rugged and ruff and even though you tote a | |
| Glock and you' re hot on the streets | |
| If you dare to share your heart, we' ll nod our heart to it' s beat | |
| And you should do that, if nothin' else, to prove that | |
| A player like you could keep it honest and true | |
| Don' t mean to call your bluff but, motha a that' s what | |
| I doYou got platinum chain then, son, | |
| I' m probably talkin' to you | |
| And you can call your gang, your posse and the rest of your crew | |
| And while you' re at it get them addicts and the indigent too | |
| I plan to have a whole army by the time that | |
| I' m through | |
| To load their guns with songs they haven' t sung | |
| Like Back | |
| Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, they called me | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Aah Black | |
| Stacey, ooh | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Move Black | |
| Stacey, groove | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Shake Black | |
| Stacey, make | |
| Black Stacey | |
| No not I |
| zuò qǔ : Williams | |
| zuò cí : WILLIAMS, SAUL | |
| I used to hump my pillow at night | |
| The type of silent prayer to make myself prepare for the light | |
| Me and my cousin | |
| Duce would rank the girls between one and ten | |
| And the highest number got to be my pillows pretend | |
| Now I apologize to every high ranker | |
| But you taught me how to dream and so | |
| I also thank you | |
| I never had the courage to approach you at school | |
| We joked around a lot and | |
| I know you thought | |
| I dressed cool | |
| But I was just coverin' up all the insecurities that came bubblin' up | |
| My complexion had me stuck in an emotional rut | |
| Like the time you flavor flaved me | |
| And you played me " Yo chuck" | |
| They say, " You' re too black", man | |
| I think I' m too black | |
| Mom do you think | |
| I' m too black? | |
| I think I' m too black, | |
| I think I' m too black | |
| I think I' m too black, black, black, black, black | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| I used to use bleachin' creme' | |
| Til madame | |
| C. J. Walker walked into my dreams | |
| I dreamt of bein' white and complimented by you | |
| But the only shiny black thing that you liked was my shoes | |
| Now, I apologize for bottlin' up | |
| All the little things you said that warped my head and my gut | |
| Even though | |
| I always told you not to | |
| Brag about the fact that your great grand | |
| Mother was raped by her slave master | |
| Yeah, I became militant too | |
| So it was clear on every level | |
| I was blacker than you | |
| I turned you on to | |
| Malcolm X and | |
| Assata Shakur in the three quarter elephant goose with the fur | |
| I had the high top fade with the steps on the side | |
| I had the two finger ring, rag top on the ride | |
| I had the sheep skin, name | |
| Belt, Lee suit, | |
| Kangol, acid wash | |
| Vasco, chicken and waffle | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Stic ' em, stic ' em | |
| Stic ' em, stic ' em | |
| They say, " I' m too black" | |
| They say, " I' m too black" | |
| Here we go | |
| Now here' s a little message for you, all you baller playa' s got | |
| Some insecurities too, that you could cover up, bling it up | |
| Cash in and ching ching it up, hope no | |
| One will bring it up, lock it down and string it up | |
| Or you can share your essence with us, ' cause everything about you | |
| Couldn' t be rugged and ruff and even though you tote a | |
| Glock and you' re hot on the streets | |
| If you dare to share your heart, we' ll nod our heart to it' s beat | |
| And you should do that, if nothin' else, to prove that | |
| A player like you could keep it honest and true | |
| Don' t mean to call your bluff but, motha a that' s what | |
| I doYou got platinum chain then, son, | |
| I' m probably talkin' to you | |
| And you can call your gang, your posse and the rest of your crew | |
| And while you' re at it get them addicts and the indigent too | |
| I plan to have a whole army by the time that | |
| I' m through | |
| To load their guns with songs they haven' t sung | |
| Like Back | |
| Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, in polka dots and | |
| PaisleyA double goose and | |
| Bally shoes, you thought it wouldn' t phase me | |
| I was black | |
| Stacey the preachers' son from | |
| HaitiWho rhymed a lot and always got the dance steps at the party | |
| I was black | |
| StaceyYou thought it wouldn' t phase me, but it did ' cause | |
| I was just a kid | |
| Back Stacey, they called me, " Black Stacey" | |
| I never got to be myself ' cause to myself | |
| I always was, | |
| Black Stacey, they called me | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Aah Black | |
| Stacey, ooh | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Move Black | |
| Stacey, groove | |
| Black Stacey | |
| Shake Black | |
| Stacey, make | |
| Black Stacey | |
| No not I |
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