Step into the Projects - Meshell Ndegeocello

She’s darker than a child’s deepest sleep

And into his mind she creeps

In this world of lies and confusion

She’s the only thing not clouded by illusions

The pain of everyday life is hidden by the blackness of our skin

He searches to find peace within

He finds love in the blackness of her skin

Back to the ghetto

Serenaded by the violence outside the window

Project aristocrats gather they realize

That our hearts and minds are shackled by the lies

But he finds peace when he looks into her eyes

And see her blackness is fine

The blackness of her skin the blackness of her mind

Straight from the womb

Right smack dab in the middle of?­

Poverty insecurity no one to save me The young black man lays his head on her young black thighs

So that the child in her womb can hear the tears

That the black man cries

Soon come on a wave of positivity the big swinger,

Swingin’like a jazz singer travelin', movin', movin',

Steppin’in my three-quarter shell-toes,

Groovin’love to hear the brothers signify sisters with their head held high

Summertime, the livin’is easy dreaming of seas of dark tranquility

On the project train full speed on the project train heading for my love that’s

sweet like sugercrane