The Darker Beauty
Culture Power45 ft. The Know (Fatnice & Kush Shalimar) - “The Darker Beauty”
[Emcee(s): Fatnice]
[Producer(s): Kush Shalimar]
[Intro: Fatnice]
Yeah. To all the darker-complected women of the planet, this is for you. Uh. You are the darker beauty. Check it out
[Verse 1: Fatnice]
I was feeling like a
Castoff, OutKasted in Atlanta when I
Saw her outside of the mall at the perimeter
Her dark skin [?]
Rhythm with a shirt that said “I Love J Dilla”
From her manila Adidas, weave, then pieces, I could
Write a dissertation, two novels, and a thesis
Moved my lower parts with a sharp telekinesis
Pushed my higher thoughts to a realm beyond preachers. She was
5’3” maybe, looking like a darker version
Phylicia Rashad and Debbie Allen in the 80’s
Shaped crazy, left bicep holding a daisy
Her shirt cut at the waist, ass wasn’t lazy, but
Her skin tone had a brother in the end zone
Far from provolone, had me humming "Papillon" by
Chaka. Her darkness was quite proper, had the
Butterflies live in the stomach of this hip hopper
The chocolate shopper, bags Gucci and Prada. Wanted
A turn at her number like a combination locker
Instead, I got the lead, started to write it loosely
From my book of poems and essays to darker beauty—word
[Hook: Fatnice]
Uh, this is the darker beauty for the
Blacker-than-the-night types who shine light truly
Word, the darker beauty
This is the darker beauty, uh
Yeah, this is the darker beauty for the
Blacker-than-the-night types who shine light truly—word
The darker beauty
Uh
[Verse 2: Fatnice]
She was
A thirteen, dark-green, little queen
Sitting in my office, chronic low self-esteem. I could
See it in her high beams, the internal dreams
And her jeans been ripped from her end seams, so I’ll
Pull out my journal for the thirty-sixth entry
On how she hate the color of her mother and her history
She said it caused her misery. My telepathy could hear the
Pain in her delivery, bearing it like a grizzly
She recalled that she was mauled and left flawed
All because her so-called friends wanted applause
As I listened to her tears fall, she admitted that
She wanted to be whiter that a Windy City’s snowfall
I said, “The color of your face is high royalty”
Showed her through the words of Diop, Deepak, and Beverly
Cleverly showed her pictures that were heavenly
Of black goddesses, black artists, and black novelists
Shocking to her esophagus, she couldn’t believe that
Her triple-stage darkness had started the “Planet Rocking” this
This black groovy, young, blessed, and Judy
Blumed/Bloomed when her mother braced her face like Tootie
She said it truly to a dark-skinned Umi
“I love the chromosomes that roam the darker beauty”—word
[Hook: Fatnice]
Uh, this is the darker beauty for the
Blacker-than-the-night types who shine light truly, uh
Yeah, yeah, the darker beauty
Uh, the darker beauty—word
Uh, this is the darker beauty for the
Blacker-than-the-night types who shine light truly—word
Uh, yeah, the darker beauty
You are the darker beauty, yeah
[Outro: Fatnice]
Don’t let nobody tell you that black is not beautiful. Uh, this is the darker beauty—word