Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Independent Woman, artist - Roxanne Shante. Album song Bad Sister, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.09.2009
Record label: Reprise, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Independent Woman |
Ladies listen up, I really hope you’re ready |
Cause what I’ve got to say is far from petty |
We’ve come a long way, baby, so maybe |
Shanté can help a sister that’s way be- |
-hind, lost in the mind and can’t find |
Her way to a better day, you know the kind |
So wrapped up in fairy tale dreams |
So naive that every male seems |
Honest and loyal, ready to spoil |
Buying him gifts as if the boy’s loyal |
But Shanté is here just to say a few things |
Some you heard before, but some are new things |
So lend me your ears, dry up your tears |
And let’s hear the cheers for the years |
Of the independent woman |
(Yeah) |
(Louder) |
How many runny-nose kids can you have? |
How many nights can you work on the ave. |
Your so-called man has a car and a Visa |
He’s living large while you’re living on pizza |
Unemployed while you wait for the perfect mate |
Let’s get one thing straight cause it’s getting late |
What you’re waiting for is really never coming |
No one hears the sorry tunes that you’re humming |
I’m here to bring the news, that if you’re singing the blues |
Everyday, it will not change the views |
That people have of you, they say you’re lost |
Nobody forced you to quit, your future’s tossed |
You put your faith in the guys with the hazel eyes |
You thought you would get a prize, all you got was lies |
Now you’re stuck in a room with a mopping broom |
Did you assume that one day you will find a groom? |
Are you dizzy? |
Who would ever marry you? |
You’re looking for a man that will carry you |
And buy you nice things, like diamond rings |
You’re amazed at the truth that my rhyming brings |
But the truth is the only way you’ll ever see |
That the life that you’re hoping for will never be |
But the race isn’t over, put down the rope |
Shanté is here to say there’s still hope |
So lend me your ears, dry up your tears |
And let’s hear the cheers for the years |
Of the independent woman |
(Yeah) |
(Louder) |
So much to live for, she wants to die |
Life’s full of pitfalls, maybe that’s why |
Her pops went to jail, her mother tapped her vein |
City took custody and trapped her in pain |
Feeling so alone in the room with a stranger |
Hates her own blood and nothing’s gonna change her |
Angry at the world cause it doesn’t play fair |
So much despair does she feel, no one to care |
Not a single family member will remember her |
Smoke’s in her eyes, and the past is a blur |
She’s on her own now, living with some other girls |
With the same damn lives, but from a different world |
These girls are lost, how the city is full of fools |
So many years, no guidings, and no kinda rules |
No love to give, yo, they need love to live |
If not instead, they’ll ponder in a bed |
Sex is the thing that makes her feel wanted |
Love and care, for she’s undaunted |
Because whoever is laying there won’t really matter |
Such a sad song when young dreams shatter |
I really don’t think glue is gonna fix it |
But homegirl can walk the right path if she picks it |
So lend me your ears, dry up your tears |
And let’s hear the cheers for the years |
Of the independent woman |
(Yeah) |
(Louder) |
The black woman role grows larger each day |
Nothing in the way so what we teach may |
Somehow help those young sisters that doze |
And sleepwalk through life with their eyes closed |
You don’t need a man, all you need is to know you can |
Then you can stand on your own two feet and |
Achieve anything that you want out of life |
Do for yourself, then you can be a wife |
And you’ll feel so good that you wanna shout |
Because you got to the top and got there without |
Relying on Tom, Dick, or Billy Dee |
You don’t have to turn the lights on to really see |
So lend me your ears, dry up your tears |
And let’s hear the cheers for the years |
Of the independent woman |