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timmy probably - babidi lyrics

[1st verse]

i get sad sometimes
like really mad sometimes
feel like my dad sometimes
a ghost
rather blast my mind
and abdicate this land sometimes
i fall flat sometimes
i’m planted and could give a f-ck bout how much time has p-ssed sometimes
i really feel the wrath sometimes
like dammit i’m still black and alive
or a loose term for alive
cause i’m black and deprived
as this noose turns to a vine
cause i’m black i must climb
or i’ll die
but there ain’t gifts for blacks that survive
well
you get compliments like “wow i can’t imagine
you always stay so strong i don’t know how my man it’s tragic”
i’m glad my strife is valid to you, wow my daft companion
my skin is target practice but somehow “my black is magic”

[2nd verse]

it’s notable
i get emotional
my eyes will water but i hide it. stop it like a coaster though
feelings ain’t posed to show
i get frozen though
my options limited when i can see him grab the holster though
my black is d-mn disposable
i don’t think i matter more
than deer y’all seem to like the latter more
you show them to your fam but death is what we’re asking for?
the red will always make us fight the bull we’re unpaid matadors
why you always move around our problems like an apple core?
probably cause i do the same
like yeah i knew this pain
and i know who to blame
but it don’t soothe the pain
i’m sore and angry but if i act; i’ll only fuel the flame
when theres whip cracks in your genetics, you don’t move the same

[3rd verse]

f-ck this sh-t
can’t be too truculent
i have to clutch my fist
and tuck that sh-t
a box they stuff me in
and i can’t run from it
puzzling
my heart rate stuttering
this pattern ain’t the best for stomaching
its overwhelming and it’s all encomp-ssing
go through my culture like bargain bins
pick scr-ps like a vulture then start again
ignore all the torture my heart is in
then claim that you’re ultra bipartisan
mannerisms under larceny
say my color’s rather hard to see
they silence my voice so it’s hard to scream
equality’s still pretty far to me
world is to my nerves, tap dance session
made this country worth, can’t have credit
say we feel like dirt, backlash present
fore you say you hurt, ask that question
are you pigment 1st and man second?
til then all your words, trash can headed
promise you i’ve heard it, backhand ready

[outro]

i get sad sometimes
like really mad sometimes
feel like my dad sometimes
a ghost
rather blast my mind
and abdicate this land sometimes
i fall flat sometimes
planted and could give a f-ck bout how much time has p-ssed sometimes
i really feel the wrath sometimes
it’s notable
get emotional
my eyes will water but i hide it
stop it like a coaster though
feelings ain’t posed to show
i get frozen though
options limited when i can see him grab the holster though
my black is d-mn disposable

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