Cerol

Who told you not to believe
Said you would fly, but didn't even leave the ground
Listen well to what the guys will say
why use a kite string if you don't know how to lasso?

It's for you to see,
This is for those who doubted my thing.
Made fun of me,
behind my back and my name,
That I'm too white to be Creole and I see where.
Man, how long does this go on?
If I was too black
Even to work at the bank.
Hypocrisy in the world I already knew, worldly,
but these fuckers in the middle of Rap,
fuck off man

From 89 to 96
only I know what I went through.
Rap was a child and I knew,
that a child can't grow up in the midst of scoundrels.
A child wants toys
like a dreamy bride wants a little house.
Much more than a CD
I want my voice to be heard.
Not out of vanity, or thinking it's pretty
It's because I carry in my heart
The hope of better days

Who told you not to believe
said you would fly but didn't even leave the ground
Listen well to what the guys will say
why use a kite string if you don't know how to lasso?

Who told you not to believe
said you would fly but didn't even leave the ground
Listen well to what the guys will say
why use a kite string if you don't know how to lasso?

In my mind, several doors
in each door a floodgate
that retracts and sometimes shifts
how many secrets were not kept in this shack
In the wooden shacks where I grew up
I learned that it's quick like this
I dried dishes while my mother sang and I didn't die.
Because shame for a man is not having character
and passing as an MC