If she was a song
she'd be an ol' Negro Spiritual
swing low sweet chariot
cuz this world don't do her right
got her wadin' in the water of life
but she got
life coming up to her ears
merely tryin to make it
Make it a better life
for them
who have to take it
the baton,
her legacy,
the one of a worker bee
with dreams of royalty
and she knows that there's more for me
so i fight for my destiny
I won't rest, you see
until, you best believe
you'll see me up there
my mama done declared
im the head and not the tail
above and not beneath
the H-S-I-C
head sistah in charge
livin' large and rollin' deep
so you better watch your mouth
and how you speak
don't come up in here
with your negative vibes
cuz you are looking at
the Queen
of the hive.
the bold type
6 years ago
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