| My great-grandmomma ain’t a slave
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| My great great great great great grandmother
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| Was a maid
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| I think that were just made of the same thing
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| Keeping it together, got the brave in the membrane
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| Ticky, tick tick that keeps you sane
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| Are the remnants reminiscing in my brain
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| 1947 when he caught that train
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| And met my momma’s momma in the pouring rain
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| Ok, light skinned brother with the hazel eyes
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| Cause ain’t nobody messing with VJ
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| I got a sense of humor, I theorize
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| From everything he sent down my way
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| Bloodlines, like cousins like loving
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| It’s nothing. |
| Put them down when its tough
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| And tie those loose ends to make them meet
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| Everything is gravy when your people live down the street
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| I see ya, so wait…
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| Take this before you escape
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| Don’t make the past feel like a mistake (repeat)
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| Swirling, black abyss
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| Stardust misting, raining down
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| Shining like the gems of eternity
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| Formulating for me and mine
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| Perhaps one day we can mine
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| Throwing all those minerals and chemical elements
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| Into the pot
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| Uh-oh we’re getting hot
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| Through some sun on the stove top
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| Close the lid, beware of the pop
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| Of the splash back
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| Add a dash of that acid
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| Voila
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| One day we’ll show our kids what we did the Big bang
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| Dearly beloved, we’re gathered here today
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| Witnessing something that we cannot explain
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| Dearly departed, we’re gather here today
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| Witnessing something that we cannot explain |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bloodlines , by - Lizzo. Song from the album LIZZOBANGERS, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп