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qj of vaudeville - grey america lyrics

[grey america]

[verse]
seems like the whole city’s at risk
car full of black kids
ranging out from carmelo yellow to burnt matchsticks
speaking with white accents
so out of practice
blasting imagine dragons, so far up off of the axis
walking circus attractions, but we don’t really mind that
staring at us on the streets, they wonder where our mind’s at
just don’t make eye contact, i guess that’s how the story goes
white inside like oreos
sticking out like gloryholes
dressed up like ourselves and not like what’s expected
oringinality, individuality ressurected
get judged for it every second
blacks want us inside a box, whites want us to stay on blocks
so none of them get effected
it’s okay if we get rejected
it’s a different league tonight
where black skin is only an organ, we do what the f-ck we like
cranking up the stereo to drown out the stereotypes
and now we see the world in grey and that’s better than black and white, uh

[hook]
no more settling for fair enough (fair enough)
sick of being background characters (uh)
we put a number to those days
grey america
grey america
grey america

mindset always stuck in grey areas (grey areas)
thinking that it’s just a phase, that’s hilarious
golden, here’s your fifty shades
grey america
grey america
grey america

[verse]
i remember the time that i was told to act my color
by a friend that i thought understood me, close like a brother
little did i know, our friendship was nothing but a cover
to turn me into another, like him defined by my colors
except this time the color was red
like the liquid i bled if i looked at his crew the wrong way or didn’t do what they said
they cornered me at the park, i did all i could do, i fled
roughed up, but they couldn’t catch me, stole my bike next day instead
all because enjoyed video games and rock music
asked me why i liked that sh-t and called my responses excuses
in his eyes, i was being something that i wasn’t
he thought he knew me just cause our skin made us distant cousins
only race where being too different is taboo on sight
“stick to blending in,” that’s right
that remains their only advice
so we crank the stereo to drown out the stereotypes
and now we see the world in grey cause it’s better than black and white, uh

[hook]

[verse]
my best friend’s girlfriend’s dad admitted he was racist the other day
another black friend told his black friend that he didn’t smoke weed
he told him he should have his “black card” taken away
another friend of mine is mixed and his white extended family called him a hoodlum
barred his brother and mother from family occasions
it’s technically technicolor, can’t tell me it’s not still alive
we just keep moving and cross the grey as if we’re color blind

preconceived notions only come from ignorant eyes
and when we open our mouths, some white people are always surprised
but still be locking up their doors soon as we come walking by
they’re holding tighter to their purse in case we put up a fight
gangsta life ruined the black male image, like a jail sentence
don’t know there’s been more blacks in college than there have been in prison
over the last few years, but still the culture gets mocked
through longheld fears, the negative effects of hip hop
a couple of people ruin it for you, n0body is happy
we end up with trayvon martins, the verdict ends with them laughing
token blacks in media overshadowed by whiter actors
then they wonder why there’s no white entertainment channel
light the world aflame like candles
dismantle the rules of black and white
and we don’t care what race you are if you’re chilling with us tonight
we just crank the stereo to drown out the stereotypes
cause now we’re downtown, that grey american paradise, ah

[hook]

eastside, uh
westside, uh yeah
northside, uh yeah
southside (grey america) (x2)

[outro]
no more settling for fair enough (fair enough)
sick of being background characters (uh)
we put a number to those days
grey america
grey america
grey america

mindset always stuck in grey areas (grey areas)
thinking you’re the ones in charge, that’s hilarious
golden, here’s your fifty stars
that’s america (that’s america)
that’s america (that’s america)
grey america

- qj of vaudeville lyrics

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