Low Power Mode

Verse 1

I got an excess of black bile

High irascibility

Contemplating checking

myself into facility

Mental ability clearly affected

Deep in the dumps,

down and dejected

Been in low power mode all year

Think it's time to switch up

to high gear

Ima live 2019 no fear

Ima be free this year

Ima pick up my head and

puff up my chest

Step to the frontline,

hustle on offense

Crumple up anxieties,

shoot em into trashbagz

Hashtag no filter

No more diplomatic

I'm channeling illmatic

The time has run out,

ain't no room for the static

Pump up the volume, let it go

Past be the past

let's get on with the show


Chorus:

I been in low low low low low low

low power mode

In low power mode

Been in low power mode all year

Think it’s time to switch it up

to high gear [x2]


Verse 2

So I slip into a silky world

of lavender and lime

Where the hide of a drum

is beat all the time

Carefully remember when

I lost my damn mind

Went somewhere else,

left all my qualities behind

Why can't I appreciate

the food on my plate?

That I have a job and

my family is safe

That it's only been assault,

and never been rape

That it's only been discrimination

never crimes of hate?

How can I ever wear

an S on my chest

When the weight of the world

is keepin me pressed

Wear a BP, got that white-hot

vibranium

Anger and justice

all up in my cranium

Obama of the gang of em,

Triple consciousness

drive me insanium

Fat dab of wax off titanium

Why is it so hard to see

another point of view

Consider hardships

other folks been through?


Chorus:

I been in low low low low low low

low power mode

In low power mode

Been in low power mode all year

Think it’s time to switch it up

to high gear [x2]


Verse 3

I continue to struggle

with this apathetic world

As an indigo libra

mulatto girl

I know I ain't perfect,

I mess up all the time

It's disconcerting when

no one else even tries

It bothers me when you

call me nice

But I ain't nice I recognize

all the strife in this life

Ay if saying good morning helps

you to put down that knife

Ima say that shit twice trynna

survive every night,

know what i'm sayin?

It's like, maybe my smile is a

defense mechanism

Maybe i'm to trynna bridge

a schism

I'll beat you to your prejudice

thoughts and distract you

Next thing you know you forgot

that i'm Black too


Chorus:

I been in low low low low low low

low power mode

In low power mode

Been in low power mode all year

Think it’s time to switch it up

to high gear [x2]

~~~~~

Fuhhhed Up


Verse 1

Is it tragic that i'm magic

but nobody can know

Brains explode, no box to check

for magical mulatto

Slightest bit of melanin

and congrats! you win!

Your Black-In-America card,

take her for a spin

Honored to play for the

BIA don't get it twisted

You're trynna forget the

white part even existed

I don't dare, I recognize,

light privilege is real, sheet

I know im workin in the house

and not out in the field and

European features make me

"accessible"

Black out loud and proud

and it's turn down your decibel

Lighten the exposure and bleach

out the skin

That's the nasty truth of shade

shade we bathe in

Beyoncé and Rihanna,

Nikki, Cardi B

Paper bag test still goin

strong in the industry

Best female emcee

obviously Rapsody

Can't we all just cut the

crayola give her a Grammy?


Verse 2

I got a mean mean case

of the mulatto madness

A smile painted on my face

to cover up the sadness

Race race race race

all up in my latto face

It's the Dark Knight,

the moon is in crescent phase, nah

I'm not phased but yeah,

I am crazed

My codes switched up

there's an error loading page

All the world's a stage

I'm pretending myself away

And I know I’m a sage,

but shh! don't say it

Ima Halle Berry slay it on the low

That's how we're layin

How we're playing this game

How you respecting this name

Ima put em to shame

after i dealt with my own


Ay let me get at this homegrown

Phew, man, I am

~~~~~

Welcome

Yah

Latto

Breezy


Chorus

Welcome to America

the home of the brave

Where we pop pop

Black folk everyday

Where the boast and

braggadocio get in the way

Where it’s dog eat dog

no scrap for the stray

Welcome to America

see us misbehave

Profilin, redlinin just

part of the game

Thieves in the big house,

no need to name names

Nation burnin up

covered in flames


Verse 1

Kaepernick kneels

he the black glove fist its

Affixed to Olympic Gold-medal

winner Tommie Smith

Can’t expect those owners

to be magnanimous

Coded policy vote

unanimous

Don’t even get me angered

bout the star-spangled banner

Our salt-in-the-wound

U.S. national anthem

[”I quote”]

“No refuge could save

the hireling and slave

From the terror of flight,

or the gloom of the grave:

And the star-spangled banner

in triumph doth wave

O’er the land of the free

and the home of the brave”

[“End quote”]

You kidding me? Country

gettin off on slave graves?

And why we watchin

football anyway?

It’s like take a knee, pay a fee,

CTE, injury,

It’s the straight up denial

of Black humanity

Yo keep pushin back boys,

we most of the league

Silent walkout low key

via DM on IG


Chorus


Verse 2

Yo you can have my spot

I don’t want it anyway

Other countries out there where

they ain’t puttin kids in a cage

Better wage hate bein broke

as a joke everyday

I wanna breathe but they

choke my airway

Ain’t no half-steppin

out from the clouds

I ain’t got no rainboots

all I got is a jacket

Maybe I’ll give you a laughin

if you givin me that loud

Otherwise I can’t help

but philosophize a racket

What’s America to you?

To me it’s stars and bars,

A four finger salute

to lootin cash in a suit

Cars and early july

eatin pie filled with fruit

It’s poppin all dem pills

fed to you by the pharmaceut-

ical I’m prayin wit my hands

clasped I can save my mental

The Doc put vibranium

all up in my dental

So now I’m gonna slay

like the Dora Milaje

Got my hair picked out,

Angela Day Day

Colorism prisms all up

in the patriarchy

Tinsel America,

lies and malarchy


Chorus

~~~~~

Do Better


I need all white people

to not use the N word

I need all a y'all to stop

touching my hair

Ask yourselves why you're

shootin us down

Try to pretend to care


Just cuz you watch Insecure

And cuz you listen to Drake

And cuz you got yourself

a Black friend

Please don't make no mistake


It don't give you no pass

Workout won't give you my ass

[So back off    

And do better] x2


White People

You can do better

You can do so much better

Do so much better

Do better x2


If you're not defensive

put yo hand up

If you're ready to listen

put yo hand up

If you're not defensive

put yo hand up

If you're ready to listen

put yo hand up


Would you like to know

how to do better?  

Breezy gon tell ya,

Breezy gon tell ya

Breezy gon tell ya,

how to do better

Do yo research

about yo privilege

Open ya mind up

open ya heart up

Be brave and be strong

and prepare to be wrong

Do you know about

your white history?

Do you know about

your Black history?

Go out of your way,

read all the lit see the pics

And binge that shit

like a series on Netflix


White People

You can do better

You can do so much better

Do so much better

Do better x2

~~~~~

Queens


Verse 1

All I’m looking for is some equality

But your head chained

to that technology

There’s some people

who need an apology

But you caught up in all that

frivolity

Accountability gone when

something goes wrong

So I write a song, cuz ya

can’t give into fear

Shakin my head, when I

get ready for bed

Let me sleep til I’m dead,

cuz it’s all too much to deal


Chorus:

You don’t even care about us

You don’t even care about us

You don’t even care about us

You don’t even care about us


Verse 2

I find it funny when you

don’t make eye contact

You avoid me like the plague

When I say hello like I’m a wildcat

You quickly turn away

I’m a cloak of invisibility

You all 50 shades of hostility

You like nylon no breathability

Your fight is full a futility

And you don’t, and you don’t

And you don’t, and you don’t


Chorus


Verse 3

Thank goodness for all my queens

Billie, Nina, and the Supremes

Today in the morning, ninth hour

We lost Aretha, Rest In Power

R-E-S-P-E-C-T,

Queen Aretha Rest in Peace

R-E-S-P-E-C-T,

Queen Aretha Rest in Peace

R-E-S-P-E-C-T,

Queen Aretha Rest in Peace

R-E-S-P-E-C-T,

Queen Aretha Rest in Peace


Chorus

~~~~~

Get Ready


I’m on my way


Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come


I’m on my way

to the promised land

I don’t need ya

to see who I am

Ain’t got much money

but I got a plan

Feel the weight of the key

resting in my hand

I hope ya ready for me,

I’m comin up

Yellow under my chin

like a buttercup

Ida B., she liftin me,

sayin “Fly, fly, fly, Breezy”


Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come


Never should ya have doubted me

Makin waves in the industry

Singin the soul right out of me

Turn my pain into currency

You knew I was comin,

you pushed me aside

Call me Isaac Hayes,

cuz you pimped my ride

Call me Sharon Jones

cuz I’m good on my own

It don’t matter that I’m all alone


Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come

Get ready cuz here I come


Ahhhh, get ready, get ready

Ahhhh, get ready, get ready

~~~~~



Too Many People


I’ve got too many people

bailin on me

~~~

Tell me why











📷Steph Foster

@parisiendurag