For My Tittas

Black sista, where you going, how you doing, where you been? I ain't seen you scene for a couple of weeks By all means, stay on ya roll you gotta do ya thing But please don't sell ya soul for a couple of g'z Embrace your black skin And your race within You're blessed by your blackness And your dark skinned kin Raise strong black kids Throw those drugs in the bin And you'll be bound to make Your old people look at you and grin Uhh Stand strong like your matriarchy And titta aim higher than stars can reach You ain't gotta act different when it comes to me I believe in ya sista take a walk with me Brr ko Like Pac said The sweeter the juice You're too deadly sis to go hang ya head in a noose I know ya sick of tired of dealing with the drugs and abuse You're too strong my sista you know The deeper the roots Uh Black woman in a white mans world It's tough Being sexualized is all we learnt That's enough You're worth more than getting treated like dirt Show love And give your sisters what they truly deserve Respect We sick and tired of getting treated as less Saying that sex sells but I got no sales for pests The way you treat your woman has you looking reaal oppressed "She's got her lore you got yours it's time to have it addressed If she stands with you than stand with her, Cause handing down this healing is the bigger picture Got nothing to do with your sexual preference, This is about our solidarity that's getting questioned Brr ko Don't be shame sis Let em know what's up Pave the way for your babies so they grow up tough Aim higher even though you grew up in hard knocks And show ya babies what it feels like when you truly are loved And let me tell you somethin' You ain't defined by your past They tried to judge me for it Look who gets to have the last laugh Cause I go hard, Throwin stones surrounded by glass Won't get you nowhere I ain't even ashamed of my scars I'm a proud black sista So don't ever get it twisted They was aiming at my downfall but they missed and turnt to misfits I'm really quite exquisite And my sisters keep it busy We rockin' out our culture With our elders as our witness Let me Break it down so you get it stuck in ya head A black woman raised you so don't you ever forget And I ain't baggin' out my bruvas, my bruvas are warriors But if ya can't respect ya tiddas don't expect us to honour ya Brrrrr ko