So many c00ns in this thread...
When the inevitable race war launches these mulattos/quadroons/octaroons gonna be runnin around with the


faces
Talib Kweli
I know a girl with a name as beautiful as the rain
Her face is the same but she suffers an unusual pain
Seems she only deals with losers who be usin' them games
Chasin' the real brothers away like she confused in the brain
She tried to get it where she fit in
on that American Dream mission paid tuition
For that receipt to find out her history was missing and started flippin
Seeing the world through very different eyes
People askin' her what she'll do when it comes time to chose sides
Yo, her skin is yellow, it's like her face is blond word is bond
And her hair is long and straight just like sleeping beauty
See,
she truly feels like she belong in 2 worlds
And that
she can't relate to other girls
Her father was rich and white still livin' with his wife
But he forced himself on her mother late one night
They call it rape that's right and now she take flight
Through life with hate and spite inside her mind
That keep her up to the break of light a lot of times
I gotta find myself, I gotta find myself, I gotta find myself
She had to remind herself
They called her Safronia the unwanted seed
Blood still blue in her vein and still red when she bleeds