| I roll with clever broads with goals like Federov
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| Seeking better jobs instead of running scams like Set It Off
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| Some aren’t the sharpest but they know what they stand for
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| They don’t let jams disrespect 'em on the dance floor
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| And though they never hit College like the Danforth
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| For damn sure they got each other’s back like a Jansport
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| Girls in a league of their own like Geena Davis
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| Nina Simone ladies, Tina Fey chicks
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| Christina Applegates and Bonita Applebums
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| That don’t mask and say, «nothing» when you ask what’s wrong
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| That’s what’s up, they can laugh it up
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| And they don’t pass the buck
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| Nothing’s for certain, we all have to trust
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| Someone, I used to want to find the love of my life
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| Now I’m trying to live a life of love
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| It’s not just a husband and wife thing
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| It’s something that Christ brings
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| Some comfort at night
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| True beauty doesn’t run from the light
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| Keep shining
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| (Yeah)
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| Keep, keep, keep shining
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| (Keep shining, keep shining)
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| Keep shining
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| Keep, keep shining
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| (Keep shining, keep shining)
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| And I’ve been known to talk about women on a track or two
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| I talk to women, I just can’t talk for women, that’s for you
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| We need women for that, more women in rap
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| Even tracks like Kweli’s Four Women
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| That’s still only half the view of the world
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| There’s no girls rapping so we’re only hearing half the truth
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| What we have to lose? |
| Too much
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| Half our youth aren’t represented, the better halves of dudes
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| So we don’t hear about your brain, just your brains
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| How you rock a fella, Stacey Dash dames
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| We just need your voice like an a capella
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| Something in the music’s gotta change, a lot of things
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| It’s funny how words like, «consciousness» and «positive music»
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| Can somehow start to feel hollow, it’s
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| Become so synonymous with polishing soft collagen lips
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| On the face of race politics
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| Well you can’t be everything to everyone
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| So let me be anything to anyone
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| The world turns and there’s clouds sometimes
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| But there’s no such thing as a setting sun
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| It always
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| My mom taught me where to keep my heart
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| My aunts taught me how to sing two parts
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| My sis taught me how to parallel park
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| Tried to teach me math but she’s way too smart
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| My grandma in her 80′s is still sharp
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| My girl cousin’s an activism at art
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| They taught me there’s no curls too tight
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| No mind to bright, no skin too dark to |