When we walk in street of manhatton
Nice black berry of jungle draws attraction.
Some attracts us we forget us, we forget us we are black.
Skins tans to shock.
Every moment roars of tigers and birds chirping.
Nowadays we the burning guys dancing for money
Somebody treats bed partner at night with money for honey.
Skins tans for honey.
We swallow chilly chicken with beer.
Neighbouers dreams for this style never.
How we the two sisters becomes forlorn here.
Don’t know when we the black Will be clever for ever.
Bolt from the blue sky