Janelle Monae – Django Jane


now, would anybody doubt it? If she the G.O.A.T.
Momma was a G, she was cleanin’ hotels

Sassy, classy, Kool-Aid with the kale
In the darkest hour, spoke truth to power?
Now, pan right for the angle
Highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated

Yeah, we highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated
This a tsunami What’s a wave, baby?
For the culture, I kamikaze
Black girl magic, y’all can’t stand it
Let’s get caught downtown in the whirlwind
Who twist the plot?
We fem the future, don’t make it worse
They been trying hard just to make us all vanish
Do anybody got it? Do anybody got it?
Look at that, I guarantee they all inspired
Black and white, yeah that’s always been my camo
Kept us in the back of the store
We gave you life, we gave you birth
And nigga, down dawg
I got it all covered like a wedding band
Prolly get a Emmy dedicated to the
Prolly give a Tony to the homies

I got away with murder, no Scandal
Celebrated, graduated, made it pass/fail
Wondaland, so my alias is Alice
now, would anybody doubt it? If she the G.O.A.T.
Runnin’ down Grammys with the family
Nigga move back, take a seat, you were not involved
Y’all can’t ban it, made out like a bandit
Look at that, I guarantee I got ’em quiet
Already got a Oscar for the casa
Let the vagina have a monologue
Straight out of Kansas City, yeah we made it out there

It’s lookin’ like y’all gon’ need some more ammo
Runnin’ outta space in my damn bandwagon
I put my life on a life line
Poppa was a driver, I was workin’ retail
We gon’ start a motherfuckin’ pussy riot
You want the world? Well, what’s it worth?
And tuck the pearls in, just in case the world end
We gave you God, we gave you Earth
Made a fandroid outta yo girlfriend
I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off like Van Gogh
I say anybody got it?
I suggest they put a flag on a whole nother planet
Cue the violins and the violas
A-town, made it out there
And paint the city pink, paint the city pink
Remember when they used to say I look too mannish
Yeah, Gemini they still jammin’
This is my palace, champagne in my chalice
Jane Bond, never Jane Doe
Emoticons, Decepticons, and Autobots
Or we gon’ have to put ’em on a pussy diet

Box office numbers, and they doin’ outstandin’
And I Django, never Sambo
Who shot the sheriff, then fled to Paris
Mansplaining, I fold em like origami
And hit the mute button
We ain’t hidden no more, moonlit nigga, lit nigga