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a desperate woman of myself
I can tell you that it doesn't feel right
My mind takes me to places
Where I'm unable to fight
Screaming voices on the floor
But all

Tropical moon was pulling me up through Norman Manley
Down by Bourboun beach, a super sweet alien sound was calling me
Echo and delay put me under

a woman last night, model face
With a body of a goddess
Aphrodite type, shorty caught me with the fondness
Heard her voice and oh boy, it brought me joy

I feel like I'm fire, like I've been hit by a hurricane!
To see the way the boys treat you makes me feel like I've gone insane
Cause in my eyes

Voice demand attention
Boy you ain't even tenor
Wore the chains and the ligatures
Staining ya Gizzard
More I say more they listen
Born and raised by

I see
It's empty

And while I knelt there in my grief
That familiar voice spoke to me
Woman why do you weep
Sin and death have no more sting
They're

the price of death (It doesn't matter, it's all for you)
If it means your days are better even if just by a tenth
Even when I have none left, know that I'll

The hourglass pours as I try to reconcile
Between two voices and one mind
Choose to cover the eyes or go blind
Drenched in fire, cooled by two pools

state 
An angel voice would start to sing when he would play a chord  
Associated as they travel people seem them more  
Automatically it's good they in

and fuckin weathermen
Kevlar versus letterman
Bet we get left deader than a lotta fuckin better men
Raise a voice, lower coffins
They do it often
Inoculated by

where you are
We recognize with reverence
Even from afar

We live by your example
That informs our choice
And those who plot against us will surrender

kiss
And stand tall when err'body else is shook like this
Cause you refuse to let us get our pride took by this
You embrace us cause we look like this

a backup plan, I don't know
I probably would
It's hard for me to think about a time I was good
And then I met a woman and she did what she could
But then she

Pangolin Farm
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin

Ain't gonna beat a dead horse in his shoes,
Or crawl a mile

to degrade
Dishonor, threaten, or control us-
Femme spirituality, femme presentation
Femme voice, femme clothes,

Femme rules! Femmes rule!

It means I live my

Mmm mmm I see I see so
I assumed you were poisoned by this woman (Ok and)
So you're in the hospital tell me what happens next
I get out the hospital

So anyhow wasn't getting crazy into drugs
Or anything like that
But I had one night where I
Ended up in a taxi cab
And a woman said something to me

Busta Rhymes was the voice
Of the Reptar Wagon
Calvin Broadus, better known as Snoop Dogg
Peter Hernandez? Nah, that's Bruno Mars
Pharrell was fired by

Tap tap tap click the globe against the moon
For the next tune we'll let the
Camera zoom into the bedroom
The more she raises her voice
The less I

mama, trains, trucks or prison, no gettin' drunk
No tight jeans or tan lines, no junk in the trunk
No double-dealin' woman-stealin' country bros
No

Breath in, breath out

A woman cries
She knows my life is ending
My dying thoughts are looking for your smile
Nowhere to go, my body's on the line

Breath

(if your skin could talk)

It's enough to be a woman
In this world full of men
Gotta prove that I am strong
Gotta prove that i fit in

Dodge the sexist

I got yer voice stuck in my head
Not the words, not what you said
But how you said it, what you meant by it
Your little laugh and when you go quiet

That's the way to get by, as a woman of the world
Slip in demands with a smile, and never let your lip curl
But my girls at YP, taught me kiss my teeth