VRITRA - Pale Lyrics

You could drain every drop of my blood up out of my body
Blade severed flesh into segments
Red as Louboutin
Slave because they know they'll never be
Qualified to mezzanine
Stuck inside the lobby mind frame in photo frame pain like windowpane
Chants and robes hexes and codes
Ladies in formation like they're Yonce
Bodies on the ground like in the Phillipines
God us out on expo like a trophy for power
Know that we were kings but the pussy turn us peasant
Or dick turn us peasant
Or love turn us peasant
Or money turn us peasant
They only let you thrive in distraction, a bug
Help me I am a beetle
I walk amongst the people with my wings splinted
To no avail the plea i whaled fell on its tail
She came close and whisphered in my ear something
That pushed the blade through the thermal and the soul woofing blood
Blood
Gathered by the pint, faded in the light, faded off the life of a man
A nigga
The one who make your pussy hole bigger
A nigga
The one that skin glow in the light when yours is burning
Red as tomato, lacking melanin and in soul
Control, the only way to keep em is to kill em
Because these niggas perish
And these niggas magic
And pale skin is tragic both in state and in tone in this state lil Bitch

Melanin Melanin pigmentation supreme
Melanin Melanin i need protection from yall
For Real