Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Five Sisters, artist - Tonedeff. Album song Polymer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: QN5
Song language: English
Five Sisters |
I got five sisters, tied to one mother |
Five different sides to uncover |
Pick a part of her personality, each |
And develop whoever you want to be |
I got five sisters, all in one line |
Five gifts in all to combine |
Trace it to the root of our family tree |
And here’s how each one is unique, listen |
Sister #1 had it rough |
And she took the brunt of the punishment, 'cause she was the first of the bunch |
To an underage mother, who was tough |
No wonder she’d rush to get married, at barely 16, and very young |
She’d become the disciplinarian, but |
The symptoms of the repression she suffered, would bubble over in lust |
After a couple of marriages go bust |
She struggles with different daughters who mimicked her, just as mother had done |
Sister number #2's sad news |
The first out of four from my mother’s schizophrenic husband #2 |
The rumored most beautiful one of the group |
In her unending quest for attention, she had a penchant for bad dudes |
Who ruined her her magic with baggies and booze |
And would lose the pure magnetism, and attraction that her mother exudes |
She mentally never grew out of her youth |
As the master manipulator, of the ladies, she knew — |
And you can be whoever you want |
So you can get whatever you need |
And you can be whoever you want |
So you can get whatever you need |
Sister #3 is Geneva |
In times of war, she’s the center where the rest of them meet up |
#2 would beat up her self esteem with a stream of grief |
Saying that she was an overweight underachiever. |
and #3'd believe her --- |
See — as a teen she married a dealer who’d mistreat her |
Who later OD’d, to leave her with babies to feed |
In need of a man she can keep, the pattern repeats, there’s talent beneath |
Her broken mentality keeps her from all things that she dreams of |
Sister #4 is our noah |
The spiritual core — the enormous weight of it all — is too much to hold up |
The only one with no sons or daughters and so she’s focused |
The last to get married, first to graduate, perfect persona |
So, opinions matter more — they control her — and that alone is her torture |
So, fashion forward, it masking her frazzled aura for show |
But the fact she’s mostly at home alone, and won’t pick the phone |
Says the difficult role has been choking her growing older |
Sister #5 is the fighter |
Though the other 4 would pull out a knife to defend the others with no wind-up |
If you saying something sly just to slight us |
#5 will prolly blind you while driving, she’s got the eye of the tiger |
This lioness’ll ride or die for her pride |
And she thriving on trying times, she’ll always find a way to survive in a bind |
She made it a decade, with her guy doing time, and she’s by your side |
But god forbid, you cross her line, with a forgiveness too high to climb |
Now, it’s important to observe — |
That the force of nature that birthed us, made «mother» more than a word |
There’s so many states of this person, though some distortions occurred |
That each of us absorbed a portion, in turn, we form into her |
To secure our places and worth, this cunning runs in our genes |
So we can change into different faces when it comes to our needs |
I’ve got 5 sisters, but 6 mothers indeed |
Cause each one of them was a mother to me |
And you can be whoever you want |
So what you get whatever you need |
And you can be whoever you want |
So what you get whatever you need |
These pieces of me are yours, so own them |