INSANE FADING FAKE
You need to get this right.
You cannot be always right.
You need not take this light.
You don't have to whine
You may choose to wine and dine
Only listen, listen when I guide
You may brag of light coloured skin
But can you
see the zebra skin coming?
Only if you know
Know that you'll grow
Can you see it?
Can you see that day when your fake beauty glows no more?
Can you imagine that day when your fair skin becomes reddish black with spots?
Only if you know
You'll chose to learn
Only if you know
Know that you'll grow
Can you see it?
Can you see that day when your fake beauty glows no more?
Can you imagine that day when your fair skin becomes reddish black with spots?
Only if you know
You'll chose to learn
With the
least chance
I will take my stance
Just to let you know
You can be wrong
I will take my stance
Just to let you know
You can be wrong
When you
were black, bold and uniquely different.
When you
were black as a lightless night
And your
smile as the brightest light
I couldn't help but respect you, love you, dream you and think you.
I am not racist
I am an activist
I am not singing for blacks
I am only preaching to blacks
I preach blackness
Preaching against bleaching
I couldn't help but respect you, love you, dream you and think you.
I am not racist
I am an activist
I am not singing for blacks
I am only preaching to blacks
I preach blackness
Preaching against bleaching
You glow, yet
you're fake.
Fading the black you cannot buy.
Hating the original beautiful you, I eye
Loving the fake you,
Are you born, bound to be fake?
It's insane,
Faded pale face
For goodness' sake.
Desist from this disease
Fading the black you cannot buy.
Hating the original beautiful you, I eye
Loving the fake you,
Are you born, bound to be fake?
It's insane,
Faded pale face
For goodness' sake.
Desist from this disease
This canker
may give you cancer
Denouncing
your race, you go for a race with no name
A new race whose history can only be traced as far as the net hyprogel bottle.
Literally you say ‘my colour has come’
And I ask was it gone?
Where did it go?
Were you made to be fake?
Think twice
Think wise
Before you wear the next chemical that fades you fake
A new race whose history can only be traced as far as the net hyprogel bottle.
Literally you say ‘my colour has come’
And I ask was it gone?
Where did it go?
Were you made to be fake?
Think twice
Think wise
Before you wear the next chemical that fades you fake
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