Lyrics:
say I’ll be a great mother someday, maybe
But I’m not maternal, babe, you’re just a baby
I never wanted to be this way, you made me
I’m not maternal
Great-great-great-great
Great-great-great grandmother
Was a fish
Your great-great-great-great
Great-great-great-great
Great-great-great grandfather
Was a fish
I know I
a homemaker
And Horace Logan White, a lightning company executive
(Lightning? lighting company executive)
Her paternal grandfather was Danish and her maternal
Of grandmothers who knew the distance
Between their grief and their great great grandmothers’
Could be measured
In things we tip-toe around.
Of grandmothers who
things for I to tell you right now
Two more things for I to tell you right now
Two more...
My old great grandmother
fell where your great great great grandmothers would then build their golf club, but you can't remember that
In the beginning that fall didn't do any
When Great Grandfather was a gay young man
And Great Grandmother was his bride
They found a lot, a jolly little spot
Over on the old North Side
woman just like you
My great great Grandmother
Wore a calico gown
She had a double-barreled shotgun
That she never set down
My great Grandmother
just like you
My great-great-grandmother
Wore a calico gown
She had a double-barreled shotgun
That she never set down
My great-grandmother
Was
Mohamed, Yaa Asantewa, Moremi, Victoria Fikile Chitepo, Lozikeyi Dlodlo
My mother Gertrude (Mukunda Bukuta)
My maternal grandmother Sabina (Mukunda Dumba)
My
Bennet Coverley, Amina Mohamed, Yaa Asantewa, Queen Moremi, Queen Nandi, Queen Lozikeyi
My mother Gertrude ( Mukunda Bukuta)
My maternal grandmother
one
My old great, great, great, great, great, great
Grandmother mother, mother, mother
My old late, great, great, great, great, great
Grandmother
flesh and bone
Bound like bread into the great Baker's oven
Stewed in the alchemist's brew
Made of me, made of you, going back to the first Mother
Every
somethin' else
Bob that's my dawg, he hold his grandmother down
My great grandmother, makin' a lot of trips out of town
But that's a good thing and if I
somethin' else
Bob that's my dawg, he hold his grandmother down
My great grandmother, makin' a lot of trips out of town
But that's a good thing and if I
queen
Great-grandfather met great grandmother
When she was a shy young miss
And great-grandfather won great-grandmother
With words more or less like
queen
Great-grandfather met great grandmother
When she was a shy young miss
And great-grandfather won great-grandmother
With words more or less like
queen
Great-grandfather met great grandmother
When she was a shy young miss
And great-grandfather won great-grandmother
With words more or less like
Here's the syntax
Vocational criminals move ten stacks
Above pictures of my great grandmother held by tin tacks
Been tax, been taxed, miss minimal
Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother, and your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up
Big Mama, my
been established as an
Artist for some time now
Well known to faithful rap fans
As a demanding stylist with great promise
But it is only in the last
My grandmother's grandmother was a slave they called nigger
My great grandmother was called negro
My grandmother was called colored
My mother is
To the universe who we are
For each child that born
A morning star rises and sings
To the universe who we are
We are our grandmothers prayers
We are our
great-great, and my great-great-great
That even go for my grandmother, and my great grandmother
And my great-great, plus the late, great
Leaders caught up in
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