Beleaf's Outro (feat. Beleaf)

1: Beleaf]
 My Ameri, kinda sorta
 Like a carnivore, I say we out of order
 I just want to eat
 And they just want the beef so I serve it well done
 They just want the beef so I serve it well done
 They just want the beef so I serve it well done
 Chef Melanin, roast a barbeque pelican in the fire pit
 Kumbaya with 808's is sorta kinda lit
 Let's stick our sticks into the fire pit
 And then raise them into the sky
 And then they will turn in into the torches
 Or the lanterns, and we chase after the ones that's in the darkness
 Walk in two by twos or four by fours, light up your crosses
 See, we don't even need to wear a hoodie no more
 What we look like is irrelivant
 In the sanctuary is an elephant
 Just because I call you my brother
 That don't mean that you will not hate my colour
 It's out of the ordinary that the order you see me
 Is only the way they portray me on TV
 See I put my thoughts on CD's
 So it beats up on your eardrum
 The black man, why you fear them
 Your freedom only lasts as long as the echo they hearin'
 The same desk I wrote this verse on, I got from pier one
 Could have been made from the same wood ancestors hung from from
 Oh, don't you find that ironic oh
 Don't you find that bubonic oh
 I got to run fast like Sonic
 Still got slave masters on my money
 Go outside, it's not sunny
 I really wonder what they want from me
 I hope they get a chance to hear my heart speak
 Cause all we got in common in the heartbeat
 All we got in common in the heartbeat
 All we got in common in the heartbeat