1. |
I am a Woman too...
03:09
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Money by murder
That’s what these men be fighting for
Money by murder
Just finish up and close the door
I am a woman with soil in my womb
I am a woman
I was a–
I’ll be a–
I am a woman so I be fighting for myself
I am a soldier
And I’m a soldier not for wealth
Come get your people
Come help your brother out and
Come help your sister
Just raise your fists up
Ahh~
I get tired of these lullabies I try to tell me
Ahh~
I get tired of these lullabies I try to tell me
Cuz what it mean?
What it mean for a nigga in the street to be sensitive?
What it mean?
What it mean for a nigga in the streets to call mama now?
What it mean to a nigga call on god but he won’t come down?
What it mean, ah?
Whachu mean nah?
Where the beam at?
Get the beam out
Pop a bean now
I can dream now
On god I be searchin for peace now
Fi get da piece now
I’m that nigga now
I get tired of these lullabies I try to tell me
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2. |
Obulesi
01:07
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3. |
Family Trauma/Drama
02:25
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Trauma makes–
Family trauma makes family drama
I been moving
By myself for some
Time I’m moving
Out from hood to hood
For my brother I wished he would look at me
As a brother and just not a tragedy
And my mother
We had fights
And my father
Try as he might
With that work shit it’s always been hard for me
And I hope that I get me some sympathy
Family trauma
Family drama makes
Family drama
Family trauma makes
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4. |
Fumagombe
00:37
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5. |
Pressure
03:54
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You feel the current pushing you downward, oh where to go?
I got my mind on my brace
And water on my face
It’s in my nose and in my mouth
I hope I make it out of this drama
Losing all my people
Even from the steeple
It’s hard to keep on keeping up bruh
Even liquor in my cup
I know that I be fucking up bruh,
But I gotta suck it up
I know my swimming kinda suck bruh
And my flyings like a duck
Down on my knees
Down on monies, boy
You feel the pain of your brain making fun of you
I swear to god
No pressure
No stress but
I’m stressed out
I feel the weight of the world crushing down on me
I’m tired, baby
No pressure
No stress but
I’m stressed out
Down on my knees
Down on monies, boy
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6. |
Proud Father
01:10
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7. |
Bipolar Memory
02:36
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Unknown victim of brain trauma
Injuries amidst the drama
Do it again
No memory so I do it again
(unintelligible)
Don’t remember
No Memory cuz
What I got is no memory
In time I’m fucking with the idea of leaving
(unintelligible)
Think of my loved ones so I can’t be leaving
You gon need your memory back
Ian
Find yourself some people who can nurse you back to health
In event of the injury
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8. |
Need You In My Life
00:53
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9. |
Grabba Boy Problem
02:46
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Life he sends me up
I send me outside
It’s hard inside this cup
It’s hard to be mine
When he sends me up
He sends me outside
And when he sets me down
I still come back around
No flava
Without the bud in the glass food is hard to savor
No paper
Medicate my trauma away, maybe that’ll save him
If I go too hard
Then tell me bout moderation
If I ghost on my business
Then me as enemy I’ll see me in the sunlight
Life he sends me up
I send me outside
It’s hard inside this cup
It’s hard to be mine
When he sends me up
He sends me outside
And when he sets me down
I still come back around
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10. |
Lunyole
00:25
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11. |
Undo This Damage
02:10
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Father help me undo all this damage
Father help me too
Mother help me undo all this damage
Father help me too
You got your answers
Why do you need me for favor
You got your answers please
Mental illness robbed me of my stillness
And I just want to Be
Father help me undo all this damage
Father help me too
Mother help me undo all this damage
Father help me too
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