Lyrics
This is just a celebration of the innovation
Cause they always seem to leave us out the conversation
So this is our occasion
It's for my mother's nation
This is congratulations
For all the black creations
Pops told me I should go and get an education
Cause they ain't ever gonna give us any reparations
Grandaddy was around through the segregation
They tried to kill him but it's funny how the pressure made him
Now they say that were plain sailing
But racism ain't fading
Pretend like it ain't draining
We built this city I struggled to stay sane in
Whole world hate us there's no one I ain't blaming
Oppression just ain't changing
Struggles were still facing
I'm in the shop security's eyes gazing
It's hard changing
A system that ain't failing
It was built this way, don't worry I'm maintaining
Black stars more love this is black joy
This is for the black girls and the black boys
Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids
Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
It's the barber shops, the hall party's
All the aunties, the garden barbie's
Whether you're Bajan or Somali
African or Yardie
You're invited to the party
I know they're gonna play this in Malawi
My people in the far east
Ethiopia shout out Selassie
Pictures on wall of Marcus Garvey
Joy was the finale
Can't forget the legend Bob Marley
Love the culture I just couldn't wait for carni
Coming like an army
Caught up in this babylon safari
I'm progressing though the weathers a tsunami
Nothing seemed to calm me
Promised I was tryna keep it classy
If you're gonna do it do it smartly
They was tryna harm me
Nothing that they do could ever scar me
Whizzing like I'm sitting in a rari
Dodging fedarales
But they don't really want us in the car seat
But this is for my people don't start me
Black stars more love this is black joy
This is for the black girls and the black boys
Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids
Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
Fresh dreads, fresh braids, it ain't 12 years a slave
It's 12 different shades, or the rice on my plate
Or the curls or the waves, seen a whirlwind of pain
See it's hard to erase, but there's joy on the way
Little girls from estates, on the big world stage
It's that trim with a fade, it's that fried plantain
She got dealt with some cards, but she's still well paid
Gotta hand full of bars so just don't short-change
And it ain't one lane and it ain't just fame
And I love to see a sister in a whip no chains
In a big boy range she got big big aims
It's that sweet sweet taste of my grandmas cake
Saying no black pain saying more champagne
Saying let's sustain all these black campaigns
So it's more black love saying more black gains
So there's more black joy and no there's black hate
Saying
Black stars more love this is black joy
This is for the black girls and the black boys
Hate the way they always paint us in the tabloids
Nobody backing so I had to be a black voice
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
Less pain more joy
Says a lot about them if them others get annoyed
