ATT-IT-UDE
Black women and the notorious at-ti-tude
Sometimes a defensive mechanism
And I'll admit sometimes we're just plain rude
But why wouldn't we be angry
For those who don't understand
In a society where
the downside to White is Black
and woman is the downside to man
Questioned at every endeavor, forced to decipher and ask
Am I being discriminated against because I am a woman
Or because I am Black?
Is my confusion common to every woman
Or do they think that I am easy because of rap?
And I happen to be the color that MY OWN brothers utter
Foul words against for the whole world to hear
Excused as mere talk or storytelling
That's rebelling exclusively against the gold diggers, hoes and those who
Push and shove, trying to be on the receiving end of that groupie love
But from a distance
The people outside of my own can't tell the difference
and so on countries all over the globe
Yellow man, red and white
Wonder what it would be like
to feel that jungle fever loving in the heat of the night
Those of us not casualties of whore-like behavior
Hold our heads despite the disrespect
Despite our own disfavor
Hey Baby! Lemme holla atchu!
Oh word? it's like that?
Yes, it's like that it should be very clear that any woman who respects herself
wouldn't answer to pssst... Bitch come 'ere!
Relax Black woman, why you looking so angry?
Ain't nobody trying to get in your pants
I'm just trying to ask if I could get a table dance
Let me grind on your backside
Let's get real low
Like the chick in the song, Ill watch you get it on the flo'
To repel such advances, I have to look mean
But my body betrays me, thick and curvy, easily seen
Not submissive enough, we were forced to be tough
A nice girl is mocked, and attacked and roughed up
They are called out their name, disrespected, neglected
A firm woman is challenged but definitely gets respected
I think I'll take being called a bitch for 400 Alex
Why am I so angry?
It's hard to discern
Everyday that I am Black is every day that I learn
And every day that I'm a woman is a day I take in
Sex for a black girl makes them into whores
And sex for a black boy makes them into men
Why are we so angry? I don't know, it's just in our blood
Since Noah and the flood
Since Egyptian days when God turned water into blood
Since the White man crawled up out the caves
Since Blacks were put into cages
Since my opinions were misconstrued as rage
Ever since I was put to the test
Ever since I was expected to settle for less
Ever since I realized that I was alone
We cannot rise if we put down our own
Why are we so angry
Cause it's hard on this side
Survival thickens the skin
If we want to survive
Black women and the notorious at-ti-tude
Sometimes a defensive mechanism
And I'll admit sometimes we're just plain rude
But why wouldn't we be angry
For those who don't understand
In a society where
the downside to White is Black
and woman is the downside to man
Questioned at every endeavor, forced to decipher and ask
Am I being discriminated against because I am a woman
Or because I am Black?
Is my confusion common to every woman
Or do they think that I am easy because of rap?
And I happen to be the color that MY OWN brothers utter
Foul words against for the whole world to hear
Excused as mere talk or storytelling
That's rebelling exclusively against the gold diggers, hoes and those who
Push and shove, trying to be on the receiving end of that groupie love
But from a distance
The people outside of my own can't tell the difference
and so on countries all over the globe
Yellow man, red and white
Wonder what it would be like
to feel that jungle fever loving in the heat of the night
Those of us not casualties of whore-like behavior
Hold our heads despite the disrespect
Despite our own disfavor
Hey Baby! Lemme holla atchu!
Oh word? it's like that?
Yes, it's like that it should be very clear that any woman who respects herself
wouldn't answer to pssst... Bitch come 'ere!
Relax Black woman, why you looking so angry?
Ain't nobody trying to get in your pants
I'm just trying to ask if I could get a table dance
Let me grind on your backside
Let's get real low
Like the chick in the song, Ill watch you get it on the flo'
To repel such advances, I have to look mean
But my body betrays me, thick and curvy, easily seen
Not submissive enough, we were forced to be tough
A nice girl is mocked, and attacked and roughed up
They are called out their name, disrespected, neglected
A firm woman is challenged but definitely gets respected
I think I'll take being called a bitch for 400 Alex
Why am I so angry?
It's hard to discern
Everyday that I am Black is every day that I learn
And every day that I'm a woman is a day I take in
Sex for a black girl makes them into whores
And sex for a black boy makes them into men
Why are we so angry? I don't know, it's just in our blood
Since Noah and the flood
Since Egyptian days when God turned water into blood
Since the White man crawled up out the caves
Since Blacks were put into cages
Since my opinions were misconstrued as rage
Ever since I was put to the test
Ever since I was expected to settle for less
Ever since I realized that I was alone
We cannot rise if we put down our own
Why are we so angry
Cause it's hard on this side
Survival thickens the skin
If we want to survive
posted by Naturally Me! at 3:54 AM
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