Black Rose

Lyrics

[Intro: Daughter] Daddy, how come there's no dolls that look like me in the shop? [Verse 1: Ghetts] My daughter she a princess The world ain't slaughtering her skin yet These Kanyes have not become important to the Kims yet But when she gets older there'll be brothers same colour as her Pappa who will not be showing any sort of interest (Have mercy on my brothers, yeah) Disrespecting women who remind them of their mothers Disrespecting women who remind them of their sisters Disrespecting women who remind them of their cousins (Have mercy on my brothers) Everyone's entitled to their own taste But every time you pricks make a statement I can find a rival in my own race I love all types of women Variety is okay But society will throw shade So who's fighting for the sisters then When their own brothers keep on dissing them Try and picture Justin as a little one Daddy was around but I was raised by the womendem Nan, aunts, mummy Black woman significance So fuck you and your ignorance When I was young I had Ashanti on my wall And there was pictures of my family in my front room with certificates University graduates and good citizens Baby keep doing you Don't let the world ruin you No matter what they say, you are beautiful Beauty's in the eye of the beholder And we don't know who is who Who are they to slew when they slewing you? [Hook: Kojey Radical] Babe, you're golden So Golden I need you golden So Golden I can cry those tears for you Again But just know I'll be there for you To keep you golden And they say sticks don't break no bones But their words might still hit home Broke up bags on concrete stones Look at all this is our soul To keep your golden So golden (so golden) So golden (so golden) I need you golden (so golden) So golden (so golden) Black rose [Verse 2: Ghetts] When you was doing light skin vs dark skin Some was doing white skin vs our skin Divided and conquered Living but slightly unconscious Killing each other minor (problems) Do I define a monster Cos my knife is longer My left is weak but my right is stronger What I really mean is my writing's stronger Should I wife a Kate or should I wife a Rhonda? I don't mind either genre Brothers back home using cake soap I'm only caked up 'cause I make dough We're all try stay afloat in the same boat But I'm trying to be the goat not scape goat Are you aware of who I am? There's something called opinions and I really can't escape those Er, he's black and he's ugly Nah, I'm black and I'm lovely Only god can judge me This ones ones for my brothers that are lonely in this fuckery Coming home from school and your shadows your only company Really I'm from Africa but I don't know the country I'm a lost man Where the hell are my locks at? Got me looking at a dashiki like what's that And still I'm jango to you house niggas I get even with the Stevens in combat [Hook: Kojey Radical] Babe, you're golden So golden (so golden) So golden (so golden) I need you golden (so golden) So golden (so golden) So golden (so golden) I can't cry those tears for you Again But just know that I'll be there for you To keep you golden