“Let's do something different
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
This my black history
This my black history
This my black history
Let's do something different
One-third of black men will go to jail or prison
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
No education, and 8 eight chains?
Yeah, I know we some slaves
Whip, whip, whip
Stuck in our ways
Water whip just to buy a whip
Then do 5 to 10 to maintain
With no education and no father figure
Our sons do the same thing
Then it happens again
It happens again? Yeah
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
Do something different
Do something different
I love you black women
Plural, yeah let's keep it pimpin?
Too much misogyny no monogamy
Let's do something different
Sitting back reminiscing
Like Dr. King
I should be living the dream
Sitting at the same table and things
As sisters and brothers
Loving each other
Instead, we self-segregate and discriminate
Instead of integrate
We supposed to be sisters and brothers
But we really only be fam with our color
Let's do something different
Yeah uh
Get to know one another
Trap, trap, bang. bang, brah
Is that what you came for?
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
This my black history
This my black history
This my black history
Let's do something different
One-third of black men will go to jail or prison
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
No education, and 8 eight chains?
Yeah, I know we some slaves
Whip, whip, whip
Stuck in our ways
Water whip just to buy a whip
Then do 5 to 10 to maintain
With no education and no father figure
Our sons do the same thing
Then it happens again
It happens again? Yeah
Let's do something different
Let's do something different
Do something different
Do something different
I love you black women
Plural, yeah let's keep it pimpin?
Too much misogyny no monogamy
Let's do something different
Sitting back reminiscing
Like Dr. King
I should be living the dream
Sitting at the same table and things
As sisters and brothers
Loving each other
Instead, we self-segregate and discriminate
Instead of integrate
We supposed to be sisters and brothers
But we really only be fam with our color
Let's do something different
Yeah uh
Get to know one another
Trap, trap, bang. bang, brah
Is that what you came for?
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