Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joe Clair
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Face for Phaze Recording and Media
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems to want me
Gone Gone Gone
Fuck em They
Wrong Wrong Wrong
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems
To like me Gone Gone Gone
But All Y'all Wrong
Caught up in the Characters
Of America's
Fucked up narrative
They say the Straight black man in the black community is a terrorist
Straight black can't never win
Straight black man is gon'need a therapist
Cause the straight black man is the worst there ever been
Blaming me for shit I ain't never did
Can a **** ever live
Can a **** ever live
I been Out here killin it
Still trynna sell me that I'm ignorant
Demon cain't tell I'm different diligent
Demon cain't tell where **** been
Born suspect but a been **** innocent
Man up on 'em and they mark you as militant
Mark you mad and belligerent
Man fucked they images, Fuck y'all images
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems to want me
Gone Gone Gone
Fuck em They
Wrong Wrong Wrong
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems
To like me Gone Gone Gone
But All Y'all Wrong
Who you callin' a bitch tho
Whatchu callin' her a bitch fo
Watch that bitch glow
watch that bitch blow
That's that part there that you didn't know, gettin mo'
Why u hatin' all her black girl magic all her black girl drive all her black girl savage
So Devine That she had to hashtag it
Her life matters She had to have at it.
She been out here killin it
Hidden figure but you actin like She ignorant
Paying her less still magnificence
Watch her Shatter that glass into little bits
Master degrees while you mastering Madden
master of massa holding us back and
Master of Madness and average and basic and tragic
Trashing her passion
Hold up
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems to want me
Gone Gone Gone
Fuck em They
Wrong Wrong Wrong
He don't like me
She don't like me
Everybody seems
To like me Gone Gone Gone
But All Y'all Wrong
You done Blackballed me
Redlined me
White washed me
Still cain't define me
Try and dick me down and still deny me
Yeah you Try to fuck me sneak up behind me
But boom I ain't bought up blindly
So Boom you ain't gotta remind me
Cause bitch my mind be
Flower Blower Bloom
Scour Room that's the life assignment
And whom whatsinever should try me
Then boom big boom from what's behind me
Full pack of black excellent facts, black excellent stats, black excellence
Acts
Won't succumb to your bum ass hacks
And when your bum ass come ask I dunno jack
And when your young ass come ask I run that back
Cause all my scholars had scars all upon they back
Uh let's go
Written by: Joseph A Clair
