No

How dare you calculated
My potential from the way I look
You little crook

Do you know how long it takes
For a girl like me to get her foot in the door
More time than I can afford

No
I don't get sentimental about the past
'Cause it reminds me how in history
I've always been put last

No
I don't wanna hear how you totally relate
Unless you got melanin inside your skin
You can't know how bad it makes

Don't tell me that I make everything racial
'Cause it's not my fault
You got some gall

The country in which we live
Has some institutions that are flawed
One nation under God

No
I won't pledge my allegiance to your flag
Not until you make it better
For those of us who have it bad

No
This is not a place that makes me feel at home
In fact, I think better off
Figuring things out on my own

Underestimation fills me like a flood
Always prove them wrong
And show them what I am capable of
Every smile I wear is a radical revenge
It's proof for Brazilians, Black
It courses through my vanes

No



Credits
Writer(s): Dhaiti, Grace Victoria
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