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Harlem Boy with your baggy dreams and shirt big enough for a daddy you wish you had.
Iron chains replaced with gold and platinum.
Your black face prettier than you would like, you greased up, cut up, cock deisal boy
Crawling on the back of hip hop fore runners who gave you a foundation to stand up and reach toward the sky
You slide on your belly with pork glazed lips
Walking on lexington forgetting Langston and Zora
Pretty faced boy with black sweat band on fore arm
You suck your teeth at authority but dare not protest
Cocoa butter baby with Talcum Powder haze over your eyes
You only dane to live
Growing to make more Harlem Boys, reproducing the product-less
again, and again, and again
Arriving in a rental car smoking black and milds
I Hate you
Even when I am downtown they are looking through me and seeing your grill smirking at them
I try to wash you off with water from the young dawned Euphrates
But your stench is carried in my melonin and has been mistaken
as part of me
Harlem Boy....wake up
Iron chains replaced with gold and platinum.
Your black face prettier than you would like, you greased up, cut up, cock deisal boy
Crawling on the back of hip hop fore runners who gave you a foundation to stand up and reach toward the sky
You slide on your belly with pork glazed lips
Walking on lexington forgetting Langston and Zora
Pretty faced boy with black sweat band on fore arm
You suck your teeth at authority but dare not protest
Cocoa butter baby with Talcum Powder haze over your eyes
You only dane to live
Growing to make more Harlem Boys, reproducing the product-less
again, and again, and again
Arriving in a rental car smoking black and milds
I Hate you
Even when I am downtown they are looking through me and seeing your grill smirking at them
I try to wash you off with water from the young dawned Euphrates
But your stench is carried in my melonin and has been mistaken
as part of me
Harlem Boy....wake up