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BLACKER. (Radio Edit)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

BLACKER. (Radio Edit) fue publicado el 1 de febrero de 2026 por DJ Stussy como parte del álbum BLACKER. - Single

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Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

DJ Stussy

Rap

Amy Slay

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dominique Jamal Taylor

Dominique Jamal Taylor

Songwriter

Amy Slay

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Docent

Producer

Bennie Hertz

Engineer

Letras

I'm blacker than BET

I'm blacker than EBT

I'm blacker than Eazy E

I'm blacker than TLC

Blacker than XScape and SWV

I'm blacker than eight tracks and stacks of DVD's

We go back like flat tires

I'm blacker than saphire

Blacker than baptist churches down south, with a black choir

Blacker smoke detectors that's beeping all through the year

Blacker than sneaking snacks in the back of the movie theater

I'm blacker than Coltrane

Blacker than Soul Train

I'm blacker than gold teeth, earrings and gold chains

Blacker than Bebe's Kids

And even Shanaenae's crib

Blacker than everybody that used to be hating Chris

I'm blacker than black mama's that's cooking with Crisco

Blacker than every thong affected by Cisco

Blacker than roller skating and dancing to disco

I'm blacker than Martin & Bruhman From The fiveth Floor

Blacker than Living Single and even Kenan & Kel

I'm blacker than Love Island and Baddies and BBL's

I'm blacker than nappy hair and hitting, with chairs

Blacker than Don Julio, with my vision impaired

Blacker than home phones

And, that home grown

Blacker than being back before the street lights come on

I'm blacker than hoe hiding

I'm blacker than Flo Rida

I'm blacker than gang banging and slanging and low riders

I'm blacker than majorettes

Blacker than black schools

Blacker than reparations and 40 acres and mules

I'm blacker than Shaka Zulu, and burning sages and hoodoo

I'm blacker than grandmamas, that's cleaning houses in moo moos

I'm blacker than Tracy Morgan

I'm blacker than Gracie's Corner

I'm blacker than Ali while knocking out George Foreman

I'm blacker than Motown

Blacker than Roll Bounce

I'm blacker than Brown bags that cover the 40 oz

Blacker than home remedies, lemon and tea bags

Blacker then fried chicken and greens at a repass

Blacker than"don't you dribble that ball in my damn house"

Blacker than"If I brought you in this world, I can take you out"

Blacker than throwing fades

I'm blacker than playing spades

I'm blacker dreadlocks, afros and box braids

Blacker than black preachers

I'm blacker than Black Jesus

I'm blacker then Exodus, Romans, Colossians & Ephesians

I'm blacker than all yo cabinets, that's holding all your seasons

I'm blacker than breaking out into worship, for no reason

I'm blacker than Listerine, I'm blacker Mr. King

Lift every voice and sing, until Earth and Heaven ring

Blacker than Steve Harvey

I'm blacker than Marcus Garvey

And all of my ancestors, that made this possible for me

Blacker than Jim Crow

The Underground Railroad

My fist is up and I'm proud

My, now say it loud. I'm Black

Back in the day, when I was young

I'm not a kid anymore

But some days

I sit and wish I was a kid again (In the days)

Back in the day, when I was young

I'm not a kid anymore

But some days

I sit and wish I was a kid again (In the days)

Back in the day, when I was young

I'm not a kid anymore

But some days

I sit and wish I was a kid again (In the days)

Back in the day, when I was young

I'm not a kid anymore

But some days

I sit and wish I was a kid again (In the days)

Things were different back then

Oh God help me

I hated life when I was younger

That's so selfish

Now I'm adulting

And the people love me

Dark skins are either kinda cute

Or y'all believe we ugly

The hate was so loud

It was tall like six'seven

I can smell it from a distance

Why you doing all that yelling

I'm tired of explaining

And it ain't for you to get it

Black is beautiful

You love us so much, it turns to resentment

Written by: Amy Slay, Dominique Jamal Taylor

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