Oreos - Rejjie Snow, Cam O'Bi, J. Ivy

Free of the ones you know, and I

Might jump on and hop the rope, and I

Might crash, and I might be all you like

, and I might be yours tonight

No more shows, these flows is all I like

Please don’t crash from the stag,

I’m hard in my sleep, no, please

What you know about me?

On stab you’ll bleed

Wanna fly, I might be free tonight

Imma, Imma, I will coincide

Destined me with the book in hands

I’ve got Eli, far from the worst to own the rights

Not me, not me, not me

I’m standing right there with the breast, fly free

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

No fucks when I give you all of I

Don’t beat them, I’m insecure in quiet

This hands talk, I’ll beat you black and white

Don’t be shy, I’d be years ahead if I

All your dough on the blow, oh no

What the fuck you on?

Oh yeah, I’m gone

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I’ve seen you double, multiply

Add these words for you and Mama, I

Will not fight for sale and profits

Like two big chunks of sweetest cherry pie

Fuck your songs, I’m going to lead the fight

This newborn will surely testify

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I promise to abide your rights

I will cure the human plight

My style’s me, not yours, you always try

Deflects the amount of genocide

I hope that the white girl you love frees you

I must see god, I just (sniff)

Fuck

Cocaine is a hell of a drug

We’ve been whitewashed

Conditioned, positions of power have shifted

Straight and curled, girl

I get lifted when I think about you

The image in the mirror blows my high

Cos she ain’t as pretty as you

See what they done gone and made me do?

How they got me thinking «Damn, why think like that?»

Maybe because my black has been bullied by hard times, liquid lies

A vicious veil has been stitched to my eyes

These thoughts rule me

I gotta fight to see my own beauty

Tall, dark and melanated, forever hated

Me and my lady, my women

But you, oh, I know you

From every image they showed me of you

Magazines they televised

They painted you to be the most divine

Straight hair, long thighs

Take a little off, get me more high

They got me addicted to you

I need another hit of you

A taste, me and my race

At least the ones who can’t get the chains off

Pain got us lost

No home to identify with

Maybe that’s why I’m finding that

Our opposites attract

Subtract from my culture

The time, it is blinded

All I see is your light, your white

That cocaine ain’t a game

I need a bump of your skin

Like skin, your love is my drug

Your look is my hook

Your lust is my dust

You got me twisted

My beautiful brown future was standing right over there

But, walking with you, I missed it

The whole world missed it

Legacies no longer existed

Black seed enlisted

The war is mystic

Lady Caine

We want that cocaine (Oh, Lady Caine. What do we want?)

We want that cocaine (Lady Caine. What do we need?)

We want that cocaine (You got me. Give it to me)

We want that cocaine (Twisted. Stop playing)

We want that cocaine (Cocaine is a hell of a drug. What do we want?)

We want that cocaine (What do we need?)

We want that cocaine

We want that cocaine (Rejjie Snow)