DIGGY SIMMONS – Unforgivable Blackness

[Verse 1:]
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? Too 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 MC’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 meadows.
We’ve both seen racism, I’m on the same level.
From Memphis to Zimbabwe yall got the same blood that’s in my veins.
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!