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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackie Hill Perry
Jackie Hill Perry
Performer
Sharon Irving
Sharon Irving
Performer
Jacquelyn E. Hill
Jacquelyn E. Hill
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sharon Irving
Sharon Irving
Composer
Thomas Joseph Terry
Thomas Joseph Terry
Songwriter
Jacquelyn E. Hill
Jacquelyn E. Hill
Songwriter
Bryan L. Winchester
Bryan L. Winchester
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moral One of Alert 312
Moral One of Alert 312
Producer

Lyrics

Once upon a time we was a bone from the first body To roam 'til it cursed Quiet, now it's gone Now we violent against the silent Momma told me being a woman was hard and she wasn't lying Your daughter argues with lions to bear fruit I tear through tigers who try to tie us with snares too Tight as we wear it like it's a sweater I swear America lead us astray Dogging us out like they messed with the gate It's Esther with faith Mordecai remind us of fate Rewind to replay The role we was made for The game scores You see it pointing forward the ancient of days, your Bible ain't changed, your Highness still reigns, pours Showers as doubt is the object of cowards I was astounded when I found that that I was of value I object a power found in the body where idols let me be modest Let me be honest, let me be woman God forbid I ever tell God how it should be done One-man woman, you don't know Where you came from, please go home Tell us, tell us, baby, your name Tell us, tell us, baby, your frame It's God, it's God, it's God, it's God It's God, it's God Who they tell you to be? A firecracker or fire starter? You oughta know Alanis taught us Doesn't start with a Barbie with long hair in the party It's tragic being in pageants Being fake about yourself like you happy with being plastic Did they tell you your body was just a hobby? That being mommy was obviously a problem? Why would you follow his eye on the sparrow? Why would you fill your quiver? God forbid that these arrows make your road more narrow Make your life little harder Eden my daughter You taught us calling was part of falling in love with the Father Abba, I'm done trying to barter with this culture Yeah, I done trying to spar up with them vultures Flying over what's dying Tomorrow I'm a wife Yesterday I was a mother Today I'm just a woman Next week I'm just a sister Look I'm more than just a picture What am I: I'm a woman that's made in God's image One-man woman, you don't know Where you came from, please go home Tell us, tell us, baby, your name Tell us, tell us, baby, your frame It's God, it's God, it's God, it's God It's God, it's God
Writer(s): Thomas Joseph Terry, Bryan Winchester, Sharon Margaret Irving, Jacquelyn Hill-perry, Aaron Daniel Lopez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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