get yours
flatbush zombies
but did your mama give up
when she was giving birth to your ass?
i know the bible tells us that's the reason we all curse
the universe is inside of you
the kundalini balance in your spine you are divine
look inside and realize you are a goddess
cause there's no us without you
this has been more than a scheme
mama can live by all means
but she's been blinded by society's standards of low self-esteem
that's no metaphor or no simile
tell you that my moms can't really see
knowin' diabetes was the enemy
what i shout you out on the cd
word to life i seen a nigga die on tour
i know you wanna be the shit
i just want my mama to see this shit
question marks over my head
waitin' for my princess every night there's nothin' there
world important as the faith we choose?
is what i consider being the truth to you?
she gave her life for what is me
and for that i am thankful as can be
and together we can bloom
it's not what you thinkin'
taught myself how to face it
this is the proof in music
hold your head you can do it
this is the proof in music
hold you head you can do it
i know you wanna see this shit but oh lord
never make the big screen
and i hope them shoes fit