>White people lyrics When you wake up in the morning, baby

because niggers are fucking retarded

>>72753692
as if 'white people' consistently write lyrics like bob dylan

>>72753732
t. black

>>72753732
Bob Dylan's lyrics son basura compared to Nick Drake and Leonard Cohen.

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>>72753867
>Speaking in spanglish to deliver your opinion

>>72754277
Follow your own advice

>>72753867
>Nick Drake
t. soft whittie fag

>>72754306
that's the best counter you can come up with? god you're pathetic

>>72753692
Because their IQs are, on average, more than one standard deviation below that of the average white.

>>72754277
>Knowing enough Spanish to identify Spanish

Fuck off spic

>>72753732
If only we could get someone who can actually sing then we'd be cooking with gas

>>72754424
> Implying translators exist

>>72754429
I think some people need to get acclimated before they can make out the melody, but it's usually there

>>72754449
Not him but no self respecting white person would ever want to say anything in Spanish.

>>72754449
>Using a translator

Honestly I don't know what's more embarrassing: being a spic or using a translator. Kys either way

illogic, saul williams, blueprint

>white people lyrics
And I was like baby, baby, baby oh
Like baby, baby, baby no
Like baby, baby, baby oh
I thought you'd always be mine (mine)
Baby, baby, baby oh
Like baby, baby, baby no
Like baby, baby, baby ooh
I thought you'd always be mine

>black people lyrics
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin', going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40 of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
But as the world turns I learned life is Hell
Living in the world, no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild, smokin sess, drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic

Whoa...

>>72754600
what's that 'black people' song? it's soo farmiliar

>white people
Ugu i hate life my nails broke DAD BUY ME A CAR DOLL STEEAAAK BUT I COULDN'T HEAR YOU LOOKING UP INTO THE SKYEEEE

>Black people or noGGERS is i like to call them
ha ye yah yah ay can't keep my dick in my pans ay bitch don't kill my STRAIGHT OUTTA COMPTON yeah bitch drop that ass like Mardi grass ha yah ay ay

>>72754600
>even when anon reaches for the "deepest" black lyrics he can find they're still utter shit

xD

>>72754343
Hey, when actual argument lacks, just insult the other person's ability to reproduce. :O)

>white people lyrics
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

>black people lyrics
Everybody wanna be the next
Everybody wanna be in step
Everybody wanna fuck
Everybody wants the consequence of playing the fence
Everybody's got shit luck
Everybody wanna move to they own beat
Everybody wanna make a dent
Every girl is lookin for the next best thing
Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend
Everybody hates me, everybody wanna fight
We can't stand to wake up in the sun but can't sleep in the moonlight
I'm right there with you, I'm shaking in my own skin
I've got the clothes and the jaded grin, I'm at the bar or the coffee shop
But I don't like drinking and I fucking hate coffee shops

rly makes u think

>>72754424
>>72754277
>>72754355
>>72754449
>>72754488
>>72754521
I'm so glad I made you so angry simply by using two words of Spanish. This is a big indicator you can't cope with normal social situations and are a member of the oversocialized rejects of society.

Where real music? What happing?!

>>72755695
>>72754600
I'm confused if this is implying those 'black' lyrics are in any way good.

>>72755746
Whats bad about them?

>>72753692
both of them are garbo, go listen to dead european white men instead of your indie folk shit.

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>>72755704
Or maybe you made them so angry because 4chan is an alt right board full of people who love to hate, you don't expect modesty nor respect from it because you're a minority.

Also Bob Dylan is shite a songwriter compared to others :^)

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>white people lyrics
I wanna fuck a dog
I tried to fuck your mom in the ass
Tried to fuck your dad in the ass
Could only find the dog....and his ass
We wanna fuck a dog in the ass
We wanna fuck a dog in the ass
We wanna fuck a dog

>black people lyrics
My soul can bask in the rays of freedom reflecting from a seismic sphere
I'm lying here, very alive in speech, elated to be deceased
Immersed in words that reach the highest degree
Just now realizing that I'm an emcee

>>72755816
There is no artistic worth in them. It's like Bob Dylan's lyrics. They're total poser shit masquerading as intelligent poetry making a commentary on something.

I cannot stand seeing people like >>72753732
>>72754343 who think Bob Dylan was some genius. Bob Dylan is the fucking Quintin Tarantino of music, I swear.
"Let me alter between social commentary and generic love songs all laden with middle school metaphors"

Many 'intelligent' rappers or 'deep' indie folk artists are just the same, except a worse version. When I think of social commentary, I think of David Thomas or Mark Stewart. When I think of profound lyrics, I think of Nick Drake, Leonard Cohen, or Tim Buckley.

I never think of Bob Dylan or any of his best value copycats found throughout every genre of music.

>>72753692
You people are autistic if you can't see that this is an obvious bait.

>Latino Lyrics
The streets are on fire with delight!
but I cannot partake the government is crushing
we will shoot the president for his crimes

*upbeat saxophone and drums *


also, you're using a strawman, rap lyrics are pretty complex depending on the artist but you chose to use a chorus instead of a verse which is almost never of any substance.

ps : those who main scout are scum.

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>>72753692
>caring about lyrics

>>72756097
>There is no artistic worth in them
Define artistic worth

>theyre masquarding as commentary
The commentary in CREAM is pretty blatant. Its a song about the lived experiences of the people wiriting it, if you dont think that its commentary then you have a weird definition of commentary. And outside of the meaning of the lyrics, its a master class song in lyrical structure

>>72756097
>comparing Bob Dylans abstract non sensical lyrics to the blunt straight forward commentary of the Wu Tang
Fucking what?

>>72756284
kek @latino lyrics

Anyway you can grab shitty examples of shitty lyrics from both music made by white people and music made by black people, we're essentially throwin' strawmen at each other here

>>72756620
>strawmen
Thats not what strawmen are

>>72756653
Ok, how about

"we are just cherrypicking examples for the sake of inherently fallacious arguments"

>>72756670
Yes, that is a far more accurate statement

>>72753692
>lyrics

>white people lyrics
I'm in you
You're in me
I can't tell

You're so cruel
More than me
It is true
That's right

Loyal to
Only you
Up your sleeve

I want some (come on, take it)
of all of you (it's yours)
Trickin me

First it giveth
Then it taketh away

I would beg
I would plead
I would shake

>Black People Lyrics

And I can't become my father when it's all been said and done
His completions won't complete me
I've divided me by one, I'm the answer to his riddle I'm the caution of his wind
I'm the spoon wedged between tongue and teeth beneath his trembling grin
And I dare add my revision for I dare not suffer twice and I dare not reinvent the past
And I dare not be the Christ and I welcome any sufferer
And I welcome any Saul
Sitting in this room, on wooden bench, waiting for Joi to call
And I suffer here alone, Lord
Perturbed by my every thought
How I've tried to strip them to the bone I've struggled and I've fought
Every jealous warped intention, smuggled, sewn into genes
Every hidden mongrel tendency exploiting me in me

Each time I put them under but still they wanna test me
I cry out through the thunder..
You storm right past me..
I search and I ponder..
I question and wonder... I roar and I thunder, please, let me in

I've been waiting here for what now seems the better of an hour
I've raised every crippled question from the dead and given power to the absence of my sanity
The presence of a fear that lies in between forgotten dreams that pile up every year
Up above the highest testaments, down below the wooden floor
There's a gutted room, pitch black at noon, beneath a hidden door
Deep within, you'll find the attributes of every sunken man
Who must bang his head against the dead each day he tries to stand
And he's standing pressed against the very woman that he loves
Kissing eyes and lips, embracing hips, surrendering to her touch
And just at the very moment that he touches heart to heart
She pulls from his touch, cause it's too much to mend what's torn apart