Me'Shell Ndegeocello

Soul On Ice

We've been indoctrinated and convinced by the white racist standard of beauty
the overwhelming popularity of seeing, better off being, and looking white
my brothers attempt to defy the white man's law and his system of values
defiles his white woman, but my mum, master's in the slave house again
visions of her virginal white beauty�
dancin' in your head
your soul's on ice
your soul's on ice
brother brother�
are you suffering from a social infection mis-direction�
excuse me does the white woman go better with the brooks brothers suit?
i have psychotic dreams�
your jism in a white chalk line
you let my sister go by
used to be customary to bow one's eyes at the sight of a white face konks and fade 
Creams sad passion deferred dreams i am a reflection of you
black and blue pure as the tears of coal-colored children crying for acceptance�
you can't run from yourself�
she's just an illusion
black love anthems play behind white-skinned affection�
new birth stereophonic spanish fly let her cry.
but you no longer burn for the motherland brown skin
you want blond-haired, blue-eyed soul�
snow white passion without the hot comb�