Текст песни For My Tittas - Barkaa
Black
sista,
where
you
going,
how
you
doing,
where
you
been?
I
ain't
seen
you
scene
for
a
couple
of
weeks
By
all
means,
stay
on
ya
roll
you
gotta
do
ya
thing
But
please
don't
sell
ya
soul
for
a
couple
of
g'z
Embrace
your
black
skin
And
your
race
within
You're
blessed
by
your
blackness
And
your
dark
skinned
kin
Raise
strong
black
kids
Throw
those
drugs
in
the
bin
And
you'll
be
bound
to
make
Your
old
people
look
at
you
and
grin
Uhh
Stand
strong
like
your
matriarchy
And
titta
aim
higher
than
stars
can
reach
You
ain't
gotta
act
different
when
it
comes
to
me
I
believe
in
ya
sista
take
a
walk
with
me
Brr
ko
Like
Pac
said
The
sweeter
the
juice
You're
too
deadly
sis
to
go
hang
ya
head
in
a
noose
I
know
ya
sick
of
tired
of
dealing
with
the
drugs
and
abuse
You're
too
strong
my
sista
you
know
The
deeper
the
roots
Uh
Black
woman
in
a
white
mans
world
It's
tough
Being
sexualized
is
all
we
learnt
That's
enough
You're
worth
more
than
getting
treated
like
dirt
Show
love
And
give
your
sisters
what
they
truly
deserve
Respect
We
sick
and
tired
of
getting
treated
as
less
Saying
that
sex
sells
but
I
got
no
sales
for
pests
The
way
you
treat
your
woman
has
you
looking
reaal
oppressed
"She's
got
her
lore
you
got
yours
it's
time
to
have
it
addressed
If
she
stands
with
you
than
stand
with
her,
Cause
handing
down
this
healing
is
the
bigger
picture
Got
nothing
to
do
with
your
sexual
preference,
This
is
about
our
solidarity
that's
getting
questioned
Brr
ko
Don't
be
shame
sis
Let
em
know
what's
up
Pave
the
way
for
your
babies
so
they
grow
up
tough
Aim
higher
even
though
you
grew
up
in
hard
knocks
And
show
ya
babies
what
it
feels
like
when
you
truly
are
loved
And
let
me
tell
you
somethin'
You
ain't
defined
by
your
past
They
tried
to
judge
me
for
it
Look
who
gets
to
have
the
last
laugh
Cause
I
go
hard,
Throwin
stones
surrounded
by
glass
Won't
get
you
nowhere
I
ain't
even
ashamed
of
my
scars
I'm
a
proud
black
sista
So
don't
ever
get
it
twisted
They
was
aiming
at
my
downfall
but
they
missed
and
turnt
to
misfits
I'm
really
quite
exquisite
And
my
sisters
keep
it
busy
We
rockin'
out
our
culture
With
our
elders
as
our
witness
Let
me
Break
it
down
so
you
get
it
stuck
in
ya
head
A
black
woman
raised
you
so
don't
you
ever
forget
And
I
ain't
baggin'
out
my
bruvas,
my
bruvas
are
warriors
But
if
ya
can't
respect
ya
tiddas
don't
expect
us
to
honour
ya
Brrrrr
ko
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