[K.R.Y.T.I.C]
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Verse :
[K.R.Y.T.I.C]
Cecil Rhodes is the African Willy Lynch
The African mind has been blind ever since
We were taught that we were second rate
And I ain’t knew it till I listened to the chords on Warren G’s “Regulate”
Far from speculation, the first man was us
Wе say “Black Power!”, they say “In God We Trust!”
But wе’re the God they speak of, modelled from the dust
But we can’t find our feet yet, severed at the bust
A hot iron burns a scalp just to straighten hair
And I ain’t hating on your wig, Queen, let’s be fair
I ain’t hating your extensions, don’t take it there
I’m just saying black is beautiful and they can pair
All the ads in the world that they want. All the color-propaganda they need
But I’m living true and living by me
Navigating all the holes in the street
Now we’re both on a roll and a streak! That’s Black Privilege!
Chorus:
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Verse:
Thomas Sankara’s the African Che’ Guevara
Murdered by his people for standing for truth and honor
Pan- Africanist. Eventually the truth will corner all lies
Take it back; and now the truth’s the former
Like the Kingdoms are strong again, for longer and
The equality for all the women, and all the men
And all the children know the way to go and chase knowledge
And cultural exchange rises to replace wallets
Emotional intelligence replace products
Hearts full of gold to replace pockets
One of us to replace puppets
A Kingdom of excellence, you gotta love it
Power to the people where the people with the power empower the people
Cuz true power is equal
They told you black was dumb, coward-deceitful
Thank God now we have the power to see through. Black Privilege
Chorus:
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Black Privilege! Black Privilege!
Verse:
K.R’s the first of his kind, versing a rhyme
While juggling a verse in his mind, a product of grind
That Shady VISION got me squinting through shine
That hazy VISION got me swimming through time
And I pray for my enemies. I pray that its quick
Cuz I’ma come to your funeral and pray that its lit
I’ma dance on your grave, I’ll blow you a kiss
I never behave, bro, you know what it is
See I’m ready for war and I’m steady with the moves
If you shoot and you miss I guarantee you’ll lose
I move in the dark, I’m hunting with the wolves
We knocking on doors if you get it confused
No honor for dudes that did it for the views
You act like you trap but you did it ‘cuz you choose
The young’ns I raise be filling your shoes
Its excellence or nothing, we’re hearing no excuse
Black Privilege. Black Privilege. Yeah