Black Joy

This is just a celebration of the innovation Cause they always seem to leave us out the conversation So this is our occasion It's for my mother's nation This is congratulations For all the black creations Pops told me I should go and get an education Cause they ain't ever gonna give us any reparations Grandaddy was around through the segregation They tried to kill him but it's funny how the pressure made him Now they say that were plain sailing But racism ain't fading Pretend like it ain't draining We built this city I struggled to stay sane in Whole world hate us there's no one I ain't blaming Oppression just ain't changing Struggles were still facing I'm in the shop security's eyes gazing It's hard changing A system that ain't failing It was built this way, don't worry I'm maintaining Black stars more love this is black joy This is for the black girls and the black boys Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed It's the barber shops, the hall party's All the aunties, the garden barbie's Whether you're Bajan or Somali African or Yardie You're invited to the party I know they're gonna play this in Malawi My people in the far east Ethiopia shout out Selassie Pictures on wall of Marcus Garvey Joy was the finale Can't forget the legend Bob Marley Love the culture I just couldn't wait for carni Coming like an army Caught up in this babylon safari I'm progressing though the weathers a tsunami Nothing seemed to calm me Promised I was tryna keep it classy If you're gonna do it do it smartly They was tryna harm me Nothing that they do could ever scar me Whizzing like I'm sitting in a rari Dodging fedarales But they don't really want us in the car seat But this is for my people don't start me Black stars more love this is black joy This is for the black girls and the black boys Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed Fresh dreads, fresh braids, it ain't 12 years a slave It's 12 different shades, or the rice on my plate Or the curls or the waves, seen a whirlwind of pain See it's hard to erase, but there's joy on the way Little girls from estates, on the big world stage It's that trim with a fade, it's that fried plantain She got dealt with some cards, but she's still well paid Gotta hand full of bars so just don't short-change And it ain't one lane and it ain't just fame And I love to see a sister in a whip no chains In a big boy range she got big big aims It's that sweet sweet taste of my grandmas cake Saying no black pain saying more champagne Saying let's sustain all these black campaigns So it's more black love saying more black gains So there's more black joy and no there's black hate Saying Black stars more love this is black joy This is for the black girls and the black boys Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed Less pain more joy Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed