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shavone - 4c lyrics

verse 1:

sit back and realize that you ain’t got n-body else
sit back realize that you don’t need no f-cking help
we gone survive and we don’t need they f-cking wealth
all about timing clock going don’t fail
when cl-ss over zach ain’t no ‘saved by the bell’
the preacher claim to know why they put us through this h-ll
you gotta pay to know, preacher word? preacher wealth
preacher too busy packing pockets and making deposits
healer or is he… when the prophets is making the profit
broke and devout while our babies still pray in the projects
out, out get out says her mama
tired of babysitting her kids and her baby’s father
ain’t gotta log on worldstar for no hood drama
you sweatin’ to grind, block feeling like a sauna
cooking and putting food on the table, no benihana
tryna hustle up a lick, get these suckas out a dolla

verse 2:

yeah mama, i know you told me get out the streets
dear mama, my babies wouldn’t have nothing eat
and when they look to me i really want to be something to see
i learned this from you sacrifice ain’t nothing me
so when that hustle knock i’m answering with the keys
and if some trouble pop, i’m never up on my knees
when your soul go below zero degrees
the concrete rose that rose over the weeds
you see we fight through the pain
black thunder strike through the rain
from docile to untamed
i ain’t hostile i’m unashamed
4c kink mane with a gucci chain
fresh out like the glowed up radric davis
tresses out brown girl, mind liberated
conscious elevated, state angela davis

hook:

see me talking through eyes of a ghetto queen
look in the sky, you shall realize the sun is me
you tried bury us and didn’t know that we were seeds
grandma keep praying
brown bodies still swaying

- shavone lyrics

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