Biografía:
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II? (Gaithersburg, Maryland, Estados Unidos; 22 de enero de 1990), mejor conocido como Logic es un cantante, rapero, productor discográfico y compositor estadounidense. Creció en Gaithersburg, Maryland, Logic expresó un interés en la música desde la adolescencia, y se aventuró en una carrera musical a comienzos de 2009 publicando Logic: The Mixtape bajo el nombre "Psychological", y publicó un mixtape titulado Young, Broke & Infamous en 2010.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro Instrumental]
Dm G Em Am C (x2)
[Intro]
Dm G Em Am C
Jesus, Black Jesus
Dm G Em Am C Dm G Em Am C
Jesus, Black Jesus
[Chorus]
Em Bm
I been feeling so down
C Dm
I think they should know now
Am Dm
I think they should know what's up
Em Bm
That's that road I been down
Dm
I know how it go down
Am Dm
I know how it go now, what's up
Em Em
I feel like I don’t belong
Gm Dm
I feel like my life is wrong
Am Dm
I feel like I don’t know what's up
Dm Em G
What's up, what's up
Am
Yeah, yeah
Am
Ayy
[Verse]
Dm
I ain’t here to pick and choose
Em F
I ain't here to sing the blues
G
I’m just here to spread the clues
F
I’m just here to spread the news
C
Everybody know I do
C
Listen
Dm
I ain’t ashamed to be white
C
I ain’t ashamed to be black
F#m G F
I ain’t ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact
Am
I know you fucking with that
Dm
And I’m not scared of the people who tell me I should be
F#m G
Do what you love and don’t ever wonder what it could be
F
Everybody from my hood, everybody know I’m good
Dm
Sometimes I’m misunderstood
C G
But that's just the uneducated that never related and feel like I'm fading off
Am
They feel like I'm fading
Am
I'm right out my mind
Dm
Tell 'em!
Dm
Momma don't love me
Dm
Daddy don't love me
Em C
Wonder why I drown in the bubbly
Am
You could be anything you wanna be
Am
'Cept the person you don’t wanna be
Dm
Let him hate let em love
F
Wondering if everybody still like this up above
C F
When that push come to shove
Am
Make me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like
Dm
I just wanna be free
C F#m
Not a slave to the stereotype
G
All alone in my room in the middle of the night
Am
I don’t have the words but my stereo might
Dm C G
I don't wanna be black, I don’t wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today
Am Dm
I don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye
C
Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin
G
Or the fact I’m attracted to her, maybe him
Am
Or the fact I’m a single mother living all alone
Dm
Looking for a man and a home to call my own
Dm
But I already have one
G Am
The only man I’ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son
Dm
Son, say:
Dm
Black is beautiful
Em
Be black and proud
F#m G F
Fuck everybody hatin' on me right now, I’m black and proud
Dm
I’m just as white as that Mona Lisa
F#m
I’m just as black as my cousin Keisha
G F
I’m biracial so bye Felicia
Am
Praise Black Jesus now call the preacher
Dm
Maybe Jesus was black
Em
Maybe Jesus had dreads
G
Spiderman should be black
Am
I vote for Glover instead
Dm Em
Glover instead
G Am
Like what's up
Dm Am F C F Am Dm
I vote for more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more
Em F#m G Am
I vote for so much more
[Chorus]
Em Bm
I been feeling so down
C Dm
I think they should know now
Am Dm
I think they should know what's up
Em Bm
That's that road I been down
Dm
I know how it go down
Am Dm
I know how it go now, what's up
Em Em
I feel like I don’t belong
Gm Dm
I feel like my life is wrong
Am Dm
I feel like I don’t know what's up
Dm Em G Am Dm
What's up, what's up
[Bridge]
C F C
Go on and let your soul glow
Am Dm F C
Let your soul glow
G F Am Dm F#m G Am
Glow
G Dm
Shine and glow
Em F Bm C Am Dm F Em
Let it glow
G Am
Glow
Dm Em C Am
Let, let it
Dm Em C Am
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
F Am C
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
Dm C F#m
Yea
G Am Dm F F#m G
Let your soul glow
G Am Dm F F#m G
Let your soul glow
G Am
Glow
Em C
Yeah
[Outro]
G Am Em G Am C G C G Am C Bm G C G Bm Dm Em C
Dm G Em Am C (x2)
[Intro]
Dm G Em Am C
Jesus, Black Jesus
Dm G Em Am C Dm G Em Am C
Jesus, Black Jesus
[Chorus]
Em Bm
I been feeling so down
C Dm
I think they should know now
Am Dm
I think they should know what's up
Em Bm
That's that road I been down
Dm
I know how it go down
Am Dm
I know how it go now, what's up
Em Em
I feel like I don’t belong
Gm Dm
I feel like my life is wrong
Am Dm
I feel like I don’t know what's up
Dm Em G
What's up, what's up
Am
Yeah, yeah
Am
Ayy
[Verse]
Dm
I ain’t here to pick and choose
Em F
I ain't here to sing the blues
G
I’m just here to spread the clues
F
I’m just here to spread the news
C
Everybody know I do
C
Listen
Dm
I ain’t ashamed to be white
C
I ain’t ashamed to be black
F#m G F
I ain’t ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact
Am
I know you fucking with that
Dm
And I’m not scared of the people who tell me I should be
F#m G
Do what you love and don’t ever wonder what it could be
F
Everybody from my hood, everybody know I’m good
Dm
Sometimes I’m misunderstood
C G
But that's just the uneducated that never related and feel like I'm fading off
Am
They feel like I'm fading
Am
I'm right out my mind
Dm
Tell 'em!
Dm
Momma don't love me
Dm
Daddy don't love me
Em C
Wonder why I drown in the bubbly
Am
You could be anything you wanna be
Am
'Cept the person you don’t wanna be
Dm
Let him hate let em love
F
Wondering if everybody still like this up above
C F
When that push come to shove
Am
Make me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like
Dm
I just wanna be free
C F#m
Not a slave to the stereotype
G
All alone in my room in the middle of the night
Am
I don’t have the words but my stereo might
Dm C G
I don't wanna be black, I don’t wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today
Am Dm
I don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye
C
Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin
G
Or the fact I’m attracted to her, maybe him
Am
Or the fact I’m a single mother living all alone
Dm
Looking for a man and a home to call my own
Dm
But I already have one
G Am
The only man I’ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son
Dm
Son, say:
Dm
Black is beautiful
Em
Be black and proud
F#m G F
Fuck everybody hatin' on me right now, I’m black and proud
Dm
I’m just as white as that Mona Lisa
F#m
I’m just as black as my cousin Keisha
G F
I’m biracial so bye Felicia
Am
Praise Black Jesus now call the preacher
Dm
Maybe Jesus was black
Em
Maybe Jesus had dreads
G
Spiderman should be black
Am
I vote for Glover instead
Dm Em
Glover instead
G Am
Like what's up
Dm Am F C F Am Dm
I vote for more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more
Em F#m G Am
I vote for so much more
[Chorus]
Em Bm
I been feeling so down
C Dm
I think they should know now
Am Dm
I think they should know what's up
Em Bm
That's that road I been down
Dm
I know how it go down
Am Dm
I know how it go now, what's up
Em Em
I feel like I don’t belong
Gm Dm
I feel like my life is wrong
Am Dm
I feel like I don’t know what's up
Dm Em G Am Dm
What's up, what's up
[Bridge]
C F C
Go on and let your soul glow
Am Dm F C
Let your soul glow
G F Am Dm F#m G Am
Glow
G Dm
Shine and glow
Em F Bm C Am Dm F Em
Let it glow
G Am
Glow
Dm Em C Am
Let, let it
Dm Em C Am
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
F Am C
Black Spiderman can he save a brother now
Dm C F#m
Yea
G Am Dm F F#m G
Let your soul glow
G Am Dm F F#m G
Let your soul glow
G Am
Glow
Em C
Yeah
[Outro]
G Am Em G Am C G C G Am C Bm G C G Bm Dm Em C
Lola Marsh
Loli Molina
Lolita Flores
Lomepal
London Grammar