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Brown and lovely is what they call me

a trophy any sista would want in her hands

but the white skin is what she chooses

and this I can't understand

What happened to my sista?

Has the love of color missed her?

Her love was not meant for the white race

it was meant for the man with a darker face

in the past he used to rape you to

get what he wanted

now he walks with you in public and flaunts it

sistas give your brothas a chance

and I'm sure we could show love and romance



late at night I lay and cry

because I want to show you that

the grass is greener on this side