More songs by KIRBY
More songs by Big K.R.I.T.
Description
Producer: Thomas Brenneck
Mastering Engineer: JJ Golden
Mixing Engineer: Joe Visciano
Composer: Thomas Brenneck
Lyricist, Composer: Kirby Dockery
Lyricist, Composer: Justin Scott
Composer: Dave Guy
Composer: Robin Hannibal
Composer: Dan Edinberg
Lyrics and translation
Original
See Mississippi is not actually Mississippi's problem
Mississippi is America's problem
God Bless America
You wanna free us pay them teachers like they senators
I pray my brother see the king in his people
I pray my sister see the queen in her people
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I still pay my taxes yet they pay us minimum wage
Pulled up with that ya-ya, pulled the shotta, ain't no case
Cuzzo we ain't gonna rest until them folks is caged
Ooh, yah-yah-yah, na-na-na
I made a million and I never went to Harvard
I told my daddy he gon' have a wealthy daughter
Blacker the berry melanin my alma mater
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
And I won't rest until a black face owning Gucci
I see the future and Wakanda ain't a movie
I talked to God, He said my skin was such a beauty
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
Yeah, you's a bad mother-
I'm tryna see them KK members go back undercover
And I'm so M, I crooked letter south
Grew up next to Waffle House
My daddy, daddy owned the field
I bet I'm gonna own my deal
Show out for my people
I stand taller the steeples
Afro thick like sheep wool out the peephole (yah-yah)
Try to creep up
We don't play no games with no racist or no lames
This ain't Chess or Checkers
Check your chest up
You won't be the same (mink-mink)
Country folk intelligent like by far
Ebonics was the start of it all
Had our own language despite they complaining
We built and sustained it, you couldn't understand it mane
I ain't got time for the haters
And the baiters talking down on the south (ooh)
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
We far from a magic negro
That Hollywood designed to help the white washed heroes
More then a elevator worker or bell hop server
That gotta show you where the key go
More than the help
Granny cooked the meal, gon' help yourself
The market unstable, I'm flipping the table
Like who could make bank off these cards we was dealt
Krizzle, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
Kirby, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
One more time, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
This country is desperately sick
And man is on the critical list
I really don't know where we go from here
English translation
See Mississippi is not actually Mississippi's problem
Mississippi is America's problem
God Bless America
You wanna free us pay them teachers like they senators
I pray my brother see the king in his people
I pray my sister see the queen in her people
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I still pay my taxes yet they pay us minimum wage
Pulled up with that ya-ya, pulled the shotta, ain't no case
Cuzzo we ain't gonna rest until them folks is caged
Ooh, yah-yah-yah, na-na-na
I made a million and I never went to Harvard
I told my daddy he gon' have a wealthy daughter
Blacker the berry melanin my alma mater
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
And I won't rest until a black face owning Gucci
I see the future and Wakanda ain't a movie
I talked to God, He said my skin was such a beauty
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
Yeah, you's a bad mother-
I'm tryna see them KK members go back undercover
And I'm so M, I crooked letter south
Grew up next to Waffle House
My daddy, daddy owned the field
I bet I'm gonna own my deal
Show out for my people
I stand taller the steeples
Afro thick like sheep wool out the peephole (yah-yah)
Try to creep up
We don't play no games with no racist or no lames
This ain't Chess or Checkers
Check your chest up
You won't be the same (mink-mink)
Country folk intelligent like by far
Ebonics was the start of it all
Had our own language despite they complaining
We built and sustained it, you couldn't understand it mane
I ain't got time for the haters
And the baiters talking down on the south (ooh)
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
We far from a magic negro
That Hollywood designed to help the white washed heroes
More then a elevator worker or bell hop server
That gotta show you where the key go
More than the help
Granny cooked the meal, gon' help yourself
The market unstable, I'm flipping the table
Like who could make bank off these cards we was dealt
Krizzle, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
Kirby, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
One more time, I'm a bad, let me shut my mouth
Ooh-wee, you's a bad mother-, shut your mouth
This country is desperately sick
And man is on the critical list
I really don't know where we go from here