it's a burden
feels like every time i try to stand
someone is cutting me down at the knees
please.....please.....i just wanna breathe.
can't a sista get a lil peace
piece of that pie feels like i
been fighting all my life just to get high.
i wish i could give you piece of my mind.
these women know when where and how
at this age you should damn well know by now
like a nail they keep hammering me down
getting weaker the closer i get to the ground.
and now i'm mad at you, why?
i don't know i can't go i can't fly
i...i.....I got wings
still nobody's listening to my inner emptying.
i wish i could really give you a piece of my mind
can't a sista get a lil piece of that pie
can't a sista get a lil peace of mind?
come on, let a sista breathe.....
Peace.
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