HELLA BLACK (MONUMINTAL LIVE)

Black, black, black
You guys sound beautiful
Compliments, help me sing it

My hair is kinky (yeah)
My nose is wide
My skin is technicolor
I won't apologize (c'mon)
You peep my aura (yeah)
You love the glow
Before you touch my shine, just know (c'mon)

It ain't my style (it ain't)
It ain't my shade (it ain't)
Ain't what I do (yeah)
Ain't what I say (please, tell 'em, what is it?)

I'm just hella black (everybody say)
I'm just hella black (yeah)
I'm just hella black (your fault, your fault)
Your fault if you're offended
I'm just hella black
I'm just hella black (black, black, black)
I'm just hella black (black, black, black)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just

Blacker than licorice, hard to utter another brother with penmanship
Smooth as butter, my lady lover is cinnamon
From the gutter, my baby mother, my venison
What that mean? My dear, like Jidenna singing Bambi
Can we get a bit of color on the man we
Hail as the greatest male to ever tread the land or sea
Because it'll make our vision a little more grandioso?
Don't know why cocoa skinned folk drip don't get promo
In places with more bucks than Antetokounmbo
But if you don't know

It ain't my style (it ain't my style)
It ain't my shade (it ain't my shade)
Ain't what I do (not what I do)
Ain't what I say (please, tell 'em, what is it?)

I'm just hella black (yeah)
I'm just hella black (yeah)
I'm just hella black (your fault, your fault) (your fault, your fault)
Your fault if you're offended
I'm just hella black (black, black, black)
I'm just hella black (black, black, black)
I'm just hella black (black, black, black)
Your fault if you're offended
I'm just

Black (everybody say)
Black (c'mon, c'mon)
Black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (yeah)
Black (everybody say)
Black (c'mon, c'mon)
Black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (everybody say)

Black (black, black)
Black (black, black, black)
Black (black, black, black)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just
Black (black, black, black)
Black (black, black, black)
Black (black, black, black)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (bring it down, bring it down)
Listen, listen, listen, listen

Houston, Texas
For those of you who have seen me in concert do this song
At times before, you understand that
This is the moment
Where we give all of our
Other cousins an opportunity
I call it an equal opportunity

'Cause as I've been doing the song
I scanned the crowd and I can see
Amongst that like, that some of my other cousins are
A little hesitant to jump in the song
And I know what you're thinking

"Guys, guys, guys, bro, Tobe, Tobester
I love the song, I truly do
But I don't wanna be a distraction"
And I'm here to tell you that in a moment
I'll give you an opportunity to not be one
'Cause I learned when I was younger, when all the lights go out
Everybody's black

So in a moment, I'm gonna have my Caucasian counterpart, Parker
I'm gonna have him drop the lights
And I'm gonna give every one of my other cousins
An opportunity to sing this song wholeheartedly
Free of worry and care
And I want you to understand that nobody is gonna look at you
Like we usually would

Nobody's gon' hit you with the
"Hey! What are you doing?"
We're gonna encourage you
We're gonna help you celebrate blackness
Now, it's an opportunity to sing with us
But if you don't feel like singing, I just want you to understand
No judgement, we will be wondering
"Why don't you wanna sing, though?"

And secretly, not publicly, but secretly
We will think to yourself-, we will think to ourselves
"You got a dirty heart. You got filthy insides"
But, no pressure
This is for those who wanna sing wholeheartedly, openly and honestly
Are you ready?
No. Not y'all
Cousins, are you ready?
Parker, hit them lights
Everybody, sing

Black, black, black (yeah)
Black, black, black (I need to hear you)
Black, black, black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (everybody sing it loud)
Black, black, black (everybody)
Black, black, black (from your diaphragm)
Black, black, black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (just the people, just the people, say)

Black, black, black (yeah)
Black, black, black (yeah)
Black, black, black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just (last time, last time, sing)
Black, black, black (yeah)
Black, black, black (from your heart)
Black, black, black (your fault)
Your fault if you're offended, I'm just
Houston, Texas, make some noise for yourself



Credits
Writer(s): Darius Fitzgerald, Lanell Grant, Tobe Nwigwe
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