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Mixed Feelings

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  • 作词 : Logic
    作曲 : Logic

    I am not a poet,
    I am just a designer of words
    Architecting sentences the way I form and merge
    Paragraphes together that force MC's to submerge
    With an urge,
    To break free of this bi-racial jail cell
    Feast on my memories,
    Please come and taste this
    Papa was a black man,
    Mama was a racist
    Growin' up she called me *****,
    Kids called me cracka'
    While the whites got whiter,
    And the blacks got blacker
    I was hurtin,
    Doin' everything i can
    Conceived as a white boy with the soul of a black man
    God damn,
    Looking up to Malcolm X
    Studying his speeches and underlining text
    How can i be white devil if my parents has ***
    'Cus i'm black and i'm white
    And i'm proud of every word that i recite
    I know my roots,
    I know my past
    I know the issue of my race ain't gonna last
    Yo, we all breathe the same air
    And bleed the same blood
    And when we die,
    The same dish gets douved

    "I still have a dream,
    It is a dream teached within the american dream,
    That one day,
    This nation will rise up,
    Live out the true meaning of being free.
    Behold these truths to be self evident,
    That all men are created equally."

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Logic
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Logic
    [00:00.00]
    [00:21.10]I am not a poet,
    [00:22.67]I am just a designer of words
    [00:24.79]Architecting sentences the way I form and merge
    [00:27.66]Paragraphes together that force MC's to submerge
    [00:30.58]With an urge,
    [00:31.37]To break free of this bi-racial jail cell
    [00:33.30]Feast on my memories,
    [00:34.97]Please come and taste this
    [00:36.36]Papa was a black man,
    [00:37.45]Mama was a racist
    [00:39.07]Growin' up she called me *****,
    [00:40.62]Kids called me cracka'
    [00:41.58]While the whites got whiter,
    [00:42.94]And the blacks got blacker
    [00:44.38]I was hurtin,
    [00:45.32]Doin' everything i can
    [00:46.83]Conceived as a white boy with the soul of a black man
    [00:49.60]God damn,
    [00:50.88]Looking up to Malcolm X
    [00:52.92]Studying his speeches and underlining text
    [00:55.48]How can i be white devil if my parents has ***
    [00:58.33]'Cus i'm black and i'm white
    [01:00.63]And i'm proud of every word that i recite
    [01:03.29]I know my roots,
    [01:04.86]I know my past
    [01:06.14]I know the issue of my race ain't gonna last
    [01:09.22]Yo, we all breathe the same air
    [01:10.94]And bleed the same blood
    [01:12.38]And when we die,
    [01:13.53]The same dish gets douved
    [01:17.87]
    [01:20.79]"I still have a dream,
    [01:22.75]It is a dream teached within the american dream,
    [01:26.20]That one day,
    [01:26.96]This nation will rise up,
    [01:29.80]Live out the true meaning of being free.
    [01:32.47]Behold these truths to be self evident,
    [01:35.13]That all men are created equally."
    [01:38.16]