India Arie - I Am Not My Hair
Is that India Arie?
What happened to her hair?
Ha ha ha ha ha
Dat dad a dat da [4x] Dad a ooh
Little girl with the press and curl,
Age eight I got a Jheri curl.
Thirteen I got a relaxer,
I was a source of so much laughter.
At fifteen when it all broke off,
Eighteen and went all natural.
February two thousand and two,
I went and did,
What I had to do.
Because it was time to change my life,
To become the women that I am inside.
Ninety-seven dreadlock all gone,
I looked in the mirror,
For the first time and saw that HEY....
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
What'd she do to her hair?
I don't know, it look crazy.
I like it, I might do that.
Umm I wouldn't go that far.
I know .. ha ha ha ha
Good hair means curls and waves,
Bad hair means you look like a slave.
At the turn of the century,
Its time for us to redefine who we be.
You can shave it off,
Like a South African beauty.
Or get in on lock,
Like Bob Marley.
You can rock it straight,
Like Oprah Winfrey.
If its not what's on your head,
Its what's underneath and say HEY....
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within. (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oooh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I am expressing my creativity...
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Breast Cancer and Chemotherapy,
Took away her crown and glory.
She promised God if she was to survive,
She would enjoy everyday of her life...
On national television,
Her diamond eyes are sparkling.
Bald headed like a full moon shining,
Singing out to the whole wide world like HEY...
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
If I wanna shave it close,
Or if I wanna rock locks.
That don't take a bit away,
From the soul that I got.
Dat da da dat da [4x]
If I wanna where it braided,
All down my back.
I don't see what wrong with that,
Dat da da dat da [4x]
Is that India Arie?
Ooh look she cut her hair!
I like that, its kinda PHAT,
I don't know if I could do it.
But it looks sharp,
it looks nice on her.
She got a nice shaped head,
She got an apple head.
I know right?
It's perfect.
What happened to her hair?
Ha ha ha ha ha
Dat dad a dat da [4x] Dad a ooh
Little girl with the press and curl,
Age eight I got a Jheri curl.
Thirteen I got a relaxer,
I was a source of so much laughter.
At fifteen when it all broke off,
Eighteen and went all natural.
February two thousand and two,
I went and did,
What I had to do.
Because it was time to change my life,
To become the women that I am inside.
Ninety-seven dreadlock all gone,
I looked in the mirror,
For the first time and saw that HEY....
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
What'd she do to her hair?
I don't know, it look crazy.
I like it, I might do that.
Umm I wouldn't go that far.
I know .. ha ha ha ha
Good hair means curls and waves,
Bad hair means you look like a slave.
At the turn of the century,
Its time for us to redefine who we be.
You can shave it off,
Like a South African beauty.
Or get in on lock,
Like Bob Marley.
You can rock it straight,
Like Oprah Winfrey.
If its not what's on your head,
Its what's underneath and say HEY....
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within. (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oooh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I am expressing my creativity...
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Breast Cancer and Chemotherapy,
Took away her crown and glory.
She promised God if she was to survive,
She would enjoy everyday of her life...
On national television,
Her diamond eyes are sparkling.
Bald headed like a full moon shining,
Singing out to the whole wide world like HEY...
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations; no no.
I am not my hair,
I ma not this skin,
I am a soul that lives within.
If I wanna shave it close,
Or if I wanna rock locks.
That don't take a bit away,
From the soul that I got.
Dat da da dat da [4x]
If I wanna where it braided,
All down my back.
I don't see what wrong with that,
Dat da da dat da [4x]
Is that India Arie?
Ooh look she cut her hair!
I like that, its kinda PHAT,
I don't know if I could do it.
But it looks sharp,
it looks nice on her.
She got a nice shaped head,
She got an apple head.
I know right?
It's perfect.
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