Lyrics:

Girl
This is crazy
Let me tell you

I can't believe all of the things they say about me

Walk in the room they throwing shade left to right
They be like ooh, she serving face
And I just tell 'em, cut me up, and get down

They call us dirty 'cuz we break all your rules now

And we just came to act a fool, is that all right
(Girl, that's alright)
They be like ooh, let them eat cake
But we eat wings and throw them bones on the ground

Am I a freak for dancing around? (Queen)
Am I a freak for getting down? (Queen)
I'm cutting up, don't cut me down (Queen)
And yeah I wanna be, wanna be (Queen)

Is it peculiar that she twerk in the mirror?
And am I weird to dance alone late at night? (Nah)
And is it true we're all insane?
And I just tell 'em, no we ain't, and get down

I heard this life is just a play with no rehearsal
I wonder will this be my final act tonight
And tell me what's the price of fame?
Am I a sinner with my skirt on the ground?

Am I a freak for dancing around? (But am I a freak?)
Am I a freak for getting down? (Don't judge me!)
I'm cutting up, don't cut me down (Judge me now)
Yeah I wanna be, wanna be (Queen)

Hey brother can you save my soul from the devil?
Say is it weird to like the way she wear her tights?
And is it rude to wear my shades?
Am I a freak because I love watching Mary? (Maybe)

Hey sister am I good enough for your heaven?
Say will your God accept me in my black and white?
Would he approve the way I'm made?
Or should I reprogram, deprogram and get down?

Am I a freak for dancing around? (And you're judging me)
Am I a freak for getting down? (Queen)
I'm cutting up, don't cut me down
(Even when they cut you down, you've got to carry on)
And yeah I wanna be, wanna be (Queen)

Even if it makes others uncomfortable
I will love who I am
Even if it makes other uncomfortable
I will love who I am

Erykah Badu:
Shake 'til the break of dawn
Don't mean to sang so tough

I can't take it no more
Baby, me and tuxedo crew
Pharaohs and E. Badu

Crazy in the black and white
We got the drums so tight
Baby, here comes the freedom song
Too strong we moving on
Baby this melody
Will show you another way
Been droids for far too long

Come home and sing your song
But you got to testify
Because the booty don't lie

No, no, the booty don't lie
Oh no, the booty don't lie

Janelle Monáe:
Yeah
Yeah, let's flip it
I don't think they understand what I'm trying to say

I ask the question like this

Are we a lost generation of our people?
Add us to equations but they'll never make us equal.
She who writes the movie owns the script and the sequel.
So why ain't the stealing of my rights made illegal?
They keep us underground working hard for the greedy,
But when it's time to pay they turn around and call us needy.
My crown too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti
Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to free Kansas City.

Mixing masterminds like your name Bernie Grundman.

Well I'ma keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman
You can take my wings but I'm still goin' fly
And even when you edit me the booty don't lie
Yeah I keep singing and I'ma keep writing songs

I'm tired of Marvin asking me, 'What's Going On?'
March to the streets 'cuz I'm willing and I'm able
Categorize me, I defy every label
And while you're selling dope, we gon' keep selling hope

We rising up now, you gotta deal you gotta cope
Will you be electric sheep?
Electric ladies, will you sleep?
Or will you preach?