"Sisters" genre: Rap
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	Story Behind the Song Some things have to be said ... Lyrics Chorus Sisters (I'll never get) over you, sister girl/ Sisters (respect) owed to you, sister girl Verse 1 Black women been holding it down/ since the days of being property under the English crown/ And being a human test tube/ for the production of babies to make the trade run smooth/ you were the prototypical blow-up dolls/ no protection of law and subject to dog paws/ Worn down like ice in acid rain/ in ghetto mothers' eyes you can still see the pain/ Now they wonder where the black men have gone/ we're on the pipe, hard legs, or raggedy pay phones/ God hasn't brought us this far/ to leave the ladies hanging and play ghetto superstar/ Of course there are exceptions/ some of us are trying to hold it down while the others are vexing/ And I can judge no man/ but truth must remain a part of the plan/ Repeat Chorus Verse 2 A lot of you are holding the world down on the solo/ and your life has sunk so low/ That when a brother steps up, your spirit says "Oh No"/ We see your attitudes thick like Bolo/ I can't front, the truth won't allow it/ raggedy men are behind most women who've doubted/ Time for the serious brothers to break ranks/ Our relationships with the sisters stank/ And blaming it all on them is weak/ what about bros who manhandle, demean and cheat/ 4 o' clock in the morning, the front door squeaks/ his wife fakes sleep as he pecks her left cheek/ Smell of his gel with the other female reeks/ he didn't even shower, the insults complete/ She'll watch their son play the next day and pray/ it's not hard-wired in HIS DNA/ Repeat Chorus Verse 3 In spite of the dysfunction, we mean well/ sometimes even the men who put you through Hell/ from the Middle Passage to the street corners/ we run from our sisters, but nobody's warmer/ Looking at your chest, your backside and thighs/ we're hiding too much shame to look you in your eyes/ On the day of judgement we'll squirm in our seats/ how many sisters did we treat like meat?/ Dehumanize, objectify and lie/ driving our sisters to sing "Walk On By"/ Souring souls/ that's why the sisters in the world can be cold/ I've been numbered among the chief culprits/ unfit/ Wall Street to pulpit/ For whatever it's worth (which ain't much)/ we still need your forgiveness and healing touch/ Repeat Chorus ... Dedicated to Ms. Susan Taylor, for your Essence ...

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