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Being Brown
As a brown woman, we are taught to carry the burden of the world around
Always getting put down
Never allowed to look up from the ground
We’ve been subjected to abuse that will make any woman frown
Discriminated against in our own race for being different shades of brown
Or if were from a different part of town
I just wanna see all my brown skin ladies in met gala gowns
Without any type of bounds
Heads held high and proud
So, you finally see our natural born crowns
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