Carlene Crawford - Beleaf's Outro lyrics

[Verse 1: Beleaf] My Ameri, kinda sorta Like a carnivore, I say we out of order I just want to eat And they just want the beef so I serve it well done They just want the beef so I serve it well done They just want the beef so I serve it well done Chef Melanin, roast a barbeque pelican in the fire pit Kumbaya with 808's is sorta kinda lit Let's stick our sticks into the fire pit And then raise them into the sky And then they will turn in into the torches Or the lanterns, and we chase after the ones that's in the darkness Walk in two by twos or four by fours, light up your crosses See, we don't even need to wear a hoodie no more What we look like is irrelivant In the sanctuary is an elephant Just because I call you my brother That don't mean that you will not hate my colour It's out of the ordinary that the order you see me Is only the way they portray me on TV See I put my thoughts on CD's So it beats up on your eardrum The black man, why you fear them Your freedom only lasts as long as the echo they hearin' The same desk I wrote this verse on, I got from pier one Could have been made from the same wood ancestors hung from from Oh, don't you find that ironic oh Don't you find that bubonic oh I got to run fast like Sonic Still got slave masters on my money Go outside, it's not sunny I really wonder what they want from me I hope they get a chance to hear my heart speak Cause all we got in common in the heartbeat All we got in common in the heartbeat All we got in common in the heartbeat