Apparaît dans
Titres les plus populaires de Logic
Titres similaires
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Logic
Stimme und Gesang
Damian Lemar Hudson
Stimme und Gesang
DJ Khalil
Synthesizer
Will Wells
Begleitgesang
Steve Wyreman
Gitarre
Josh Lippi
Bassgitarre
Dylan Wiggins
Synthesizer
Patrick Starrr
Begleitgesang
Diondria Thornton
Stimme und Gesang
Jessica Hall
Begleitgesang
Chris Zarou
Begleitgesang
Mark Robertson
Geige
Alyssa Park
Geige
Eun-Mee Ahn
Geige
Darius Campo
Geige
Sam Fischer
Geige
Cheryl Kim
Geige
Neli Nikolaeva
Geige
Kathleen Sloan
Geige
Luke Maurer
Bratsche
Brett Banducci
Bratsche
Jessica Freer
Bratsche
Matt Funes
Bratsche
David Low
Cello
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Cello
Jeremy Rubolino
Dirigent:in
Sam Barsh
Tasteninstrumente
Arjun Ivatury
Schlagzeug
Chris Thornton
Begleitgesang
Hollywood Chamber Orchestra
Streichensemble
Victor Lawrence
Cello
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Damian Lemar Hudson
Songwriter:in
Dylan Wiggins
Komponist:in
Sam Barsh
Songwriter:in
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Songwriter:in
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter:in
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Komponist:in
Jeremy Rubolino
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
Nami Melumad
Orchestrator:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Logic
Produzent:in
6ix
Produzent:in
DJ Khalil
Produzent:in
Wesley Seidman
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Casey Cuayo
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Will Wells
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Sarah Tudzin
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Tyler Gordon
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Jorge Velasco
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bobby Campbell
Mischtechniker:in
Dave Kutch
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Kevin Peterson
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Paroles
Jesus, black Jesus
Jesus, black Jesus
I been feeling so down
I think they should know now
I think they should know what's up
That's that road I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don't belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don't know what's up
What's up, what's up
Yeah, yeah
Aye
I ain't here to pick and choose, I ain't here to sing the blues
I'm just here to spread the clues, I'm just here to spread the news
Everybody know I do, listen
I ain't ashamed to be white, I ain't ashamed to be black
I ain't ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact
I know you fucking with that
And I'm not scared of the people who tell me I should be
Do what you love and don't ever wonder what it could be
Everybody from my hood, everybody know I'm good
Sometimes I'm misunderstood
But that's just the uneducated that never related they feel like I'm fading off
They feel like I'm fading, I'm right out my mind, tell 'em!
Momma don't love me, daddy don't love me
Wonder why I drown in the bubbly
You could be anything you wanna be, 'cept the person you don't wanna be
Let him hate, let 'em love
Wondering if everybody still like this up above
When that push come to shove
Make me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like
I just wanna be free, not a slave to the stereotype
All alone in my room in the middle of the night
I don't have the words, but my stereo might
I don't wanna be black, I don't wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today
I don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye
Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin
Or the fact I'm attracted to her, maybe him
Or the fact I'm a single mother living all alone
Looking for a man and a home to call my own
But I already have one
The only man I'ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son, son, say
Black is beautiful, be black and proud
Fuck everybody hatin' on me right now, I'm black and proud
I'm just as white as that Mona Lisa, I'm just as black as my cousin Keisha
I'm biracial so bye Felicia, praise black Jesus now call the preacher
Maybe Jesus was black, maybe Jesus had dreads
Spiderman should be black, I'll vote for Glover instead
Glover instead
Like what's up
I vote for more and more and more and more
And more and more and more and more and more
I vote for so much more
I been feeling so down
I think they should know now
I think they should know what's up
That's that road I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don't belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don't know what's up
What's up, what's up
Go on and let your soul glow, let your soul glow
Glow, shine and glow
Let it glow, glow
Let, let it
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
Yeah
Let your soul glow
Let your soul glow
Glow
Yeah
Aye man (what's up, bro?)
Spiderman should be black
Yeah, I mean Spiderman should be black
Fuck yeah
Yeah man
Black Spiderman
Black Superman
Black Santa Claus
Shit, black Seinfeld
Black Seinfeld?
Nigga, that's Martin!
Damn, you're right
Shit, I'm fuckin' high
Writer(s): Arjun Ivatury, Damian Lemar Hudson, Khalil Abdul-rahman, Sam Barsh, Sir Robert Bryson Hall Ii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com