Dark Skinned Drum

By Curly Castro

On TOSH

Released on December 14, 2018

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[Intro]

To the rhythm of a drum

To the rhythm of a drum

To the rhythm of a drum

To the rhythm of a drum


[Verse 1]

Mr. color complex, thank y'all for asking

The opposite of starks, lecture all gasping

The dark skinned drum, sound of pure blackness

Run of all black jokes, whispered on package

New gum biters in the boot-lip Tims

With Brillo Pad afro and nigga white brims

The buffalo soldiers you point at when

You think of jungle bunnies and Uncle Jims

The jigaboo, zigaboo, zig-zag lifers

Cream of wheat sambo fame [?] biters

The pool stick-carrying eight-ball nigga

The default ghetto go figure name bigger

The Jim Crow mascot porch monkey dancer

Junebug marooned king fish knuckle dragger

Little Mandingo, melanoid Johnny

Lincoln’s mistake on nineteen's playing Cosby

Southern wind chime, a shadow, a spoonbill, a spade

Swoop backward, smoke for the shit hill

Thirty-six thirty, cross at your own risk

Goes out the [?] born of the black lips

Baboon Americoon candyman buckwheat

Franklin on Peanuts, a fellow mud ducky

This is what you see when you choose to look at me

Or this is what you say when your friends start laughing


[Chorus]

Now the rhythm when you hear this sits all the same

How the dark skinned drum call out of [?]

When it turned to burn that blows up the face

Of the blackface host who stole us for fame


[Verse 2]

That old brown [?] headed jangle with a fuse

Point-six Pontiac filled with pickaninnies

The raisin head quashy burn-toast nigga

Coal miner [?] mammy jellybean spinster

The Kool-Aid minister, part-time Magilla

The [?] mouse who fought the British [?]

Wesley Snipes militia, non-swimmers

We got fake [?] November, it's part ninja

Black on black crime is loudly applauded

Oil slick, one black friend on back order

Mowing your [?] in the movie cops slaughter

Justin [?] who spooks a white lawyer

Hot or not, Hottentot black booty bare

Moon cricket [?] godfather slander

Biggie black ugly as ever minus the coogie

Mississippi blue-lip buck hanging from two trees

This is what you say when you choose to look at me

Or this is what you say when your friends start laughing

This is what you say when you choose to look at me

Or this is what you say when your friends start laughing