BASQUIAT (Explicit) - Jamila Woods/Saba

Lyrics by：Jamila Woods/Tahj Malik Chandler

Composed by：Jamila Woods/Tahj Malik Chandler

Jamila Woods：

They wanna see me angry

They wanna see me bear my teeth yeah

I'm a stovetop baby

I smile in your face but the oven's on high

Don't get burned

I told you that I meant it

I'm reclusive I sleuthed it

I already know what you're thinkin' 'bout me

Jamila Woods：

Are you mad

Yes I'm mad

What make you mad

I don't f**kin' know

You should tell me so you done done it

Ooh-ah ooh-ah

Are you mad

Yes I'm mad

What make you mad

I can't recall

I plead the fifth writing's on the wall

Ooh-ah ooh-ah

Jamila Woods：

After after all

These teeth are not employed

You can't police my joy no

After after all

These not em-not employed

You can't police my joy no

Jamila Woods：

They wanna see me angry

They wanna see me bear my teeth yeah

I'm a stovetop baby

I smile in your face but the oven's on high

Don't get burned

I told you that I meant it

I'm reclusive I sleuthed it

I already know what you're thinkin' 'bout me

Jamila Woods：

Are you mad

Yes I'm mad

What make you mad

I don't f**kin' know

You should tell me so you done done it

Ooh-ah ooh-ah

Are you mad

Yes I'm mad

What make you mad

I can't recall

I plead the fifth writing's on the wall

Ooh-ah ooh-ah

Jamila Woods：

After after all

These teeth are not employed

You can't police my joy no

After after all

These not em-not employed

You can't police my joy no

Saba：

Yeah can't police my

Can't tell me when to release my

What you looked into and then find

Brought up the same news the last time

I wasn't hidin' that was just private that was dear diary

Why you entitled

Why are you pryin'

Say I'm too quiet watch how they gon' flip it

That's not how I meant it but that's how they write it

I'ma hear about it in the written column

If they gon' misquote me what's the point in talkin'

It is not promotion

Only nonsense and it's not important

Not headlinin' I was unimportant I didn't talk about it

I don't talk about it but that's how I liked it

I don't go outside so much they don't invite me

Interview and now there's no need for the spyin'

Are you mad

Yes I'm mad

Yes I'm Black no I don't elaborate

I said oh yeah I had to say

No you ain't got the answers wait

No human is immaculate

Gon' be dreadlocked and tatted faced

That's the story they'll gravitate

Stovetop day one what I don't got

Devil's advocate I saw them play both sides

That's the line they'll cross for exposure

Recluse reluctant to share most times

Jamila Woods：

After after all

These teeth are not employed

You can't police my joy

After after all

My smile is not employed

You can't police my joy

After after all

These teeth are not employed

You can't police my joy

After after all

My smile is not employed

You can't police my joy

Jamila Woods：

After

After all

These teeth are not employed

You can't police my joy

After

After all

My smile is not employed

You can't police my joy

It's like you want me to be

You're tryin' to provoke me

This s**t hereditary

The pressure rising rising

Some days I'm almost carefree

Some days I wish I could be

So many women in me

You beggars can't be choosy

It's like you want me to be

You're tryin' to provoke me

This s**t hereditary

The pressure rising rising

Some days I'm almost carefree

Some days I wish I could be

So many women in me

You beggars can't be choosy

It's like you want me to be

You're tryin' to provoke me

This s**t hereditary

The pressure rising rising

Some days I'm almost carefree

Some days I wish I could be

So many women in me

You beggars can't be choosy

It's like you want me to be

You're tryin' to provoke me

This s**t hereditary

The pressure rising rising

Some days I'm almost carefree

Some days I wish I could be

So many women in me

You beggars can't be choosy