White man’s burden lyrics
by Promoe
[Intro: Promoe]
Growing up in a world... of hatred
A world of self-hatred
Starvation. Self-starvation
Control. Self-control
Obsession
Alright!
[Verse 1: Promoe]
I grew up on some hardcore rap sh*t battle
Spit, back to back - f*ck the wack sh*t
It was all gangsta rap and political black power
Once a week I'd tape radio's rap hour
Way before I thought about a hidden agenda
I was hatin my white skin and hatin my gender
Didn't wanna represent rapists and murderers
The white man's burden is not what you heard it is
It ain't about a mission to christian the heathens
But it's connected to that vision of us as superior
Beings
And the world's darkest history
His story is my story it ain't no mystery
Why our children seeking chemical relief
Infected by our parents' old cynical beliefs
Inherited like a genetical disease
Somebody help me please man I wanna be released!
Come on!