For My Tittas

Black sista, where you going, how you doing, where you been? 
I ain't seen you scene for a couple of weeks 
By all means, stay on ya roll you gotta do ya thing 
But please don't sell ya soul for a couple of g'z 
Embrace your black skin 
And your race within 
You're blessed by your blackness
And your dark skinned kin 
Raise strong black kids 
Throw those drugs in the bin 
And you'll be bound to make 
Your old people look at you and grin 
Uhh
Stand strong like your matriarchy
And titta aim higher than stars can reach 
You ain't gotta act different when it comes to me
I believe in ya sista take a walk with me 

Brr ko

Like Pac said
The sweeter the juice 
You're too deadly sis to go hang ya head in a noose 
I know ya sick of tired of dealing with the drugs and abuse 
You're too strong my sista you know 
The deeper the roots 
Uh
Black woman in a white mans world 
It's tough
Being sexualized is all we learnt 
That's enough 
You're worth more than getting treated like dirt
Show love
And give your sisters what they truly deserve
Respect 
We sick and tired of getting treated as less 
Saying that sex sells but I got no sales for pests 
The way you treat your woman has you looking reaal oppressed 
"She's got her lore you got yours it's time to have it addressed 
If she stands with you than stand with her, 
Cause handing down this healing is the bigger picture
Got nothing to do with your sexual preference, 
This is about our solidarity that's getting questioned

Brr ko

Don't be shame sis
Let em know what's up 
Pave the way for your babies so they grow up tough 
Aim higher even though you grew up in hard knocks
And show ya babies what it feels like when you truly are loved 
And let me tell you somethin'
You ain't defined by your past 
They tried to judge me for it 
Look who gets to have the last laugh 
Cause I go hard, 
Throwin stones surrounded by glass 
Won't get you nowhere 
I ain't even ashamed of my scars
I'm a proud black sista 
So don't ever get it twisted 
They was aiming at my downfall but they missed and turnt to misfits 
I'm really quite exquisite 
And my sisters keep it busy 
We rockin' out our culture
With our elders as our witness
Let me 
Break it down so you get it stuck in ya head
A black woman raised you so don't you ever forget
And I ain't baggin' out my bruvas, my bruvas are warriors 
But if ya can't respect ya tiddas don't expect us to honour ya

Brrrrr ko