Get Yours

I know sometimes, life is hard

And you wanna give up, 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

Ladies know your worth, for you are Mother Earth

The universe is inside of you

And you birth kings, queens, pharoahs and empresses

The kundalini balance in your spine you are divine

Look inside and realize you are a goddess

Cause there's no us without you, mothers

I was born this way, this has been more than a scheme

Oh Lord, I done put my work in, word to my nigga I came

Mama can see this …, 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

Still I eat grease, palms all greedy

Dog, what I shout you out on the CD

Never been a contact, I've been involved

Mama don't cry no more

Word to life I seen a nigga die on tour

I done seen some losses, and I see some things

No matter big or small, rich or poor, oh, this is war

I know you wanna be the shit, I just want my mama to see this shit

But (Oh Lord), oh Lord, (Get Yours) gonna get mine, (Get Yours)

Box life, question marks over my head

Waitin' for my princess every night there's nothin' there

Raggedy like Ann or, any often am I, a offering?

Are we, important? Is the, world important as the faith we choose?

Is what I consider being the truth to you?

Look left, look right, dreamed it every night

My mama gone, no, no mama home

As cold as it gets, got to move on

She gave her life for what is me

And for that I am thankful as can be

A hero, destiny, I'll be on my way soon

And together we can bloom, run off to the moon

It's not what you thinkin', I ain't have …

So anxious, impatient, taught myself how to face it

To the brothers, and the sisters, no wishlist, no Christmas

Just a witness, of a vicious, abusiveness system

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, do it

I know you wanna see this shit but oh Lord (Get Yours)

This is for the mamas, who pregnant at sixteen

Livin off of welfare, never make the big screen

This is for the mamas, live in public houses

Livin' off of foodstamps, and I hope them shoes fit

Always on that new shit, mama made me do it

Talk a lot of shit so, this is a solution

Yo…

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