You hear that fellaz?
That's the sound of the realest MCs, my thorough mamiz
The MC Lytes and the YoYos whose rhymes birthed mine
Those femme fatales so natural
Brings a tear to my eye when I realize
The burdens they bear are synonymous with mine
The menstrual cramps that pillage and plunder
The spirits that rip the skies apart like thunder
To all my thorough mamiz holdin it down
To all my Black queens, wear them crowns, no frowns
For those are the dressings left behind by the messings that queens past, present, and yet to be coronated endure
To all my thorough mamiz whose tears so pure could cure the uncureable
Whose evil glares and get back stares could break the unbrakeable, fake the unfakeable, and shake the unshakeable
My thorough mamiz
To the bario ****, Hispania queens, so mean as a means of survival
'Cause let's face it ladies
Those n i g g a s couldn't survive the lives we gave them if it wasn't for our tender touch, our trust, our love
To all my thorough mamiz, behind me and in front
Whose burdens are synonymous to mine
Our place: right here our time: right now
When, where, and how will the revolution create a space for me and my sisters?
To all my thorough mamiz on dem reefuz
The Nikki Giovannis and the Queen Latifahs
The Missys, the Frees, even the wannabez
Fellaz, y'all know where y'all could find me
Marchin through the boroughs to some tight **** beats
TO ALL MY THOROUGH MAMIZ!!!!!!!!
