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lirik lagu dready dready – my hair – mitch darrell

born ima black boi started growin afro
outta my head call it lupe fiasco
i was hot stuff so they called me tobasco
i was hot stuff like a fall in el paso

10 months later and im lookin like a bear cub
took me to the barbershop to get my first haircut
i was sighin had me cryin got me in the chair cuz
mommas tryin to deny and keep my life a fair club

gotta shaved head fresh like a baked bread
no hair don’t care yall can play dead
barbershoppin every month because my dad say
to look respectable a nappy head a bad way (deepish dad type voice)

momma told me to be careful cuz the real world
is very grudgin very judging of a teal curl
cornrow boxcut just to feel more
attractive ain’t gon happen might not find ideal girl

cuz to them it matters people chatter bout you (you you)
cuz to them it matters they will chat and doubt you (you you)
could be a decent person cuzza how ya hair look
you ain’t a peaceful person cuzza how ya hair shook

18 years p-ss then i grow my hair out
afro once again fade the side and hair sprout
up n out my hair about as tall as sirduke tanner is
introducing he producing music show ya manner kid

20 years of age and now the brother gotta bed head
mom n daddy and jenna gabby they don’t like my head said
i should cut it but they’ll be fussin because no cornbread
could be sweeter i fill the meter and now adorn dreads

1 year later and im twistin all my hair tight
momma doesn’t like it but my argument is airtight
afrocentric not to mention this hair is my birthright
african american the people of the earth right?

showin out my culture in a way that only i can
everyone will notice that the brother is a black man
know i got an obligation to defeat the klux klan
know i gotta show em who i am i know i must man

switchin up you better listen i hope you pickin up
the message know im spittin what is written don’t be hittin up
my messages unlessin u blessin n you say you i like the hair
go ahead and tell me that ya hate it brotha take a dare

india arie was always teachin me that decency
and bein better person and be doin right with frequency
it doesn’t have a single thing to do with whatcha hair is like
rather watcha inner voices say and if ya carin right

dready dready ima dready heady yall can write it down
dready dready ima dready heady and my hair a crown
ready ready keep it steady steady when ya cut the side
ready ready keep it dready dready donnie cut with pride

born as a black boi started growin afro
outta my head call it lupe fiasco
i was hot stuff so they called me tobasco
i was hot stuff like a fall in el paso

21 years of age and twistin all my hair tight
momma doesn’t like it but my argument is airtight
afrocentric not to mention shout it ima pure bread
african american and now my hair is pure dread !!

- mitch darrell

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