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Song: | Elve's Cry |
Album: | Substance | Genres: | |
Year: | 2002 |
Length: | 378 sec |
Lyrics:
Introduction:
'We're all the same. And it sounds like some speech from high up, but we're basically all the same. You know, once you take away who we are. Take away where we come from. You know, we pretty much have the same things. You ask a person who they love, the first thing they'd probably say is their mother, their husband, or whomever. I mean we all love the same thing, we all want the same thing. We all have the same fears, you know. Fear of failure, we all have the same aspirations. We all have fear of failure in some sort of way' - Sean 'Jay Z' Carter
Ayo my sword swings venomous Law of attraction Pain I've kept Psychological damage From years of panicking Black God My silhouette pictured on fireplaces in steel I'm in a castle at the top of the hill What's good? You came through bitter we all die sinners Took it back to my reality With paintings and pictures I'm wildlin' This eighty-nining You was destined for greatness instilled And I'm just laughin on this journey Of glorious thrills But what is poetry without the sickness And what is agony without the stiffness My Black Africa Said you was missing a brain And I ain't mad I was mad at you Stuck in the rain, it's real My solar forecast predicted a storm in the weather Now looking back Yall can see we was stronger together My warpath gleaming You niggas was fiending acceptance I brushed it off like dirty sex In the bed after breakfast The future is lavish I style for the cabbage And cast my net out The fish that I'm catching is philosophical Wisdom's never an obstacle Forever a student The rudest dude-ist to ever do this And stick to the plan I want the love for rocking the mic Not singing to you And I'm trying to uplift your spirits Not steal them from you I walk with a passion That OG Threat and them Best to back off My visual Tarantino And I would hate to have to kill Bill You understanding me The god is respected Past me the mic And I'm shooting shots at any who's testing I'm tired of looking up to these niggas Who never meet the expectations You was way off My dance with the devil And Black accomplishments You came through bitter we all die sinners Took it back to my reality With paintings and pictures I'm wildlin' Like what's the price I'm dedicated to retrograded Perspectives of life [And you was corny when I met you dawg You still ain't changed But I still wish you all the best Stuck in my ways] I tell em Interlude:
'Get involved in things that you love, and also have a standard for yourself, and have some sort of integrity and try to find some sort of truth in what you're doing. For me it's my life, it's who I am as a person. So I can't just let someone have creative control of who I am' - Sean 'Jay Z' Carter
One time if you Black and you proud You say it Two times if you Black and you proud You say it Three times if you Black and you proud You say it Four times if you Black and you proud
Grew up with Addi dolls Black Art, celebrated Kwanzaa Never really had that colorism complex Even in rap I was barely conscious Of my skin tone I always admired the likes Of Jada Pinkett and Grace Jones Adopted as an infant But raised around the incense Fragments of Black pride The one thing I give my mom credit Caribbean roots from my birth mom I inherit A culture of merit The globe yearns For our talents and abilities Much more than song, dance, and shooting threes Blackness is fun Until you face what we do in society They try and redo without hiring The sentence of Hebrew They try to hide it from us I'm just glad I know that I'm a Queen Dimensions of inside others could never dream They televise shit that we should never see To reprogram our prior heights To never be I'm a product of the 90s Dashiki and Black TV My chocolate fist held high I came from beebop They trying to oppress and eve's drop Folklore and let our songs cry Black Goddess even in the rhymes
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