Written by: Sophia Ramos/Angus Clark
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fiogf49gjkf0d Tell you a story 'bout a colored girl
who lost herself in this rock n roll world
she had a vision shared a dream to speak the truth that's rarely seen
What did you call me?
Why do I care?
Don't judge me honey cause my skin ain't fair
chorus
I am liking you less and less
with you're unconscious covert
racist address
tell you what to do show you the way I know everything will be o.k.
Don't separate me from your crowd
my kind of people will always be around, I am the voice of 50 million more, who never find me in the record store
Your fear is boring there's no humor left, to coon for you, surely, you jest
And I know it's just a matter of time
Show me you're brave with a big money deal, retribution, it's time to heal, You claimed my people and my rock n roll, your "I don't know nothing", is getting old
Well follow me I am the chosen one
The Black Madonna is now the golden one.
©2007 Sophia Ramos
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