ENNY - U Shld Heal lyrics
[ENNY - U Shld Heal lyrics]
I used to be weary of black men
This was not wrote to attack them
These are the things I was feeling
Then I start doing the healing
I like creating a dialogue
I'll fuel the flame where the fires from
His complexion is my complexion
But why does it feel like mines the wrong
Maybe we're all just westernised
Maybe we're all fucked up inside
Raised to handle all of our damage
And we manage so, it's fine
See I've got a grievance and
I've got a conscious
Then Ive got to deal with all of the nonsense
Then I've got five people on a line
Wanna put me in a box
Keep calling me conscious
I looked at my good sis told her well
Pattern up your self man your growing as well
But she don't want to see
Pass her mobile phone
Said it's death by suicide bBL
Death by standards I can't uphold
Death by constantly being told
That I'm way too sensitive way too cold
Way to angry opinionated
My positions to play what a man intended
Keep my feelings in check not to be offended
Keep it locked in Fendi
If the bride price is right
Thats a pretty penny from a man I don't like
Well we got learn to love it
Like we learned to love it
Then we go hate on ourselves
We got learn to love it
Like we learned to love it
Then we go hate on ourselves
This was not wrote to attack them
These are the things I was feeling
Then I start doing the healing
I like creating a dialogue
I'll fuel the flame where the fires from
His complexion is my complexion
But why does it feel like mines the wrong
Maybe we're all just westernised
Maybe we're all fucked up inside
Raised to handle all of our damage
And we manage so, it's fine
See I've got a grievance and
I've got a conscious
Then Ive got to deal with all of the nonsense
Then I've got five people on a line
Wanna put me in a box
Keep calling me conscious
I looked at my good sis told her well
Pattern up your self man your growing as well
But she don't want to see
Pass her mobile phone
Said it's death by suicide bBL
Death by standards I can't uphold
Death by constantly being told
That I'm way too sensitive way too cold
Way to angry opinionated
My positions to play what a man intended
Keep my feelings in check not to be offended
Keep it locked in Fendi
If the bride price is right
Thats a pretty penny from a man I don't like
Well we got learn to love it
Like we learned to love it
Then we go hate on ourselves
We got learn to love it
Like we learned to love it
Then we go hate on ourselves