Представляем точный текст композиции "Expansion Outro" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Reflection Eternal . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Expansion Outro» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Reflection Eternal передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Reflection Eternal - "Expansion Outro"
Lyrics to Expansion Outro : Reflection... [x6] [Talib Kweli:] Yeah... so we got this tune called "Four Women" right Originally it was by Nina Simone, and uh She said it was inspired by, uh, you know, down South Down South they used to call her Mother Antie You know, she said no "Mrs.", you know, just Antie, yknow what Im sayin And uh, she said if anybody ever called her Auntie shed burn The whole God damned place down, yknow what Im sayin But you know, were moving past that, yknow what Im sayin Coming into a new millenium, cant forget our elders I got off the Two train in Brooklyn, on my way to a session Said "Let me help this woman up the stairs" before I get to steppin We got in a conversation, she said she a hundred and seven Just her presence was a blessing, and her essence was a lesson She had her head wrapped and long dreads that peeked out the back Like antenna to help her to get a sense of where she was at Imagine that, living a century, the strength of her memories Felt like an angel Heaven sent to me She lived from nigger to colored to negro to black to afro Then African-American then right back to nigga Youd figure shed be bitter in a twilight, be she aight Cause she done seen the circle of life Yo, my skin is black like its packed with melanin Back in the days of slaves shed be packin like Harriet Tubman And, my arms are long like she moves like a song Feet to corns, hands and calluses but the heart is warm And, my hair is wooly and attract a lot of energy Even negative she gotta dead that the head wrap is a remedy (and) My back is strong she far from a vagabond This is the back the masters whip used to crack upon Strong enough to take all the pain thats been inflicted Again and again and again and again and then flip it To the love for her children, nothing else matters What do they call her, they call her Aunt Sarah [Hook: Nina Simone] [Harmonizing] [Talib Kweli:] I know a girl with a name as beautiful as the rain Her face is the same but she suffers in unusual pain Seems she only deal with losers who be using them games Chasing the real brothers away like she confused in the brain She try to get in where she fit in on that American Dream mission Paid tuition for that receipt to find out her history was missing And started flippin, seeing the world through very different eyes People asking her what shell do when it come time to choose sides Yo, my skin is yellow its like the face is blonde Word is bond, and my hair long and straight, its like Sleeping Beauty See she truly feel like she belong in two worlds And now she cant relate to other girls Her father is rich and white, still living with his wife But he forced himself on her mother late one night They call it rape, thats right And now she take flight from life with hate and spite inside her mind To keep her up to the break of light a lot of times I gotta find myself, I gotta find myself I gotta find myself, she had to remind herself They call her Siffronia, the unwanted seed Blood still blue in her veins, and still red when she bleeds [Young Woman:] Dont, dont, dont hurt me again [x8] [Talib Kweli:] Teenage lovers sit on the stoops of a Harlem Holdin hands under the Apollo marquee dreamin of stardom Cause they were born the streets is watching and schemin And now they got them generations facing diseases That dont kill you they just got problems and complications To get you first, yo its getting worse When children hide the fact that they pregnant Cause they scared of givin birth How will I feed this baby, how will I survive, how will this baby shine Daddy dead from crack in 85, mommy dead from AIDS in 89 At 14 the baby hit the same streets they became a master The children of being a slave, they grow a little faster They bodies become adult while they keep the thoughts of a child Her arrival into womanhood was hemmed up for her survival Now she 25, barely grown, now on her own Doing whatever it takes, strippin, working out on the block Up on the phone talkin about "My skin is tan like the front of your hand And my hair, well my hair is alright, whatever I wear when I fix it Its alright, its fine, but my hips these sway hips of mine Invite you daddy when I fix my lips my mouth is like wine Take a sip, dont be shy, tonight I wanna be your lady I aint too good for your Mercedes, but first you gotta pay me Quit with all them questions, sugar, whose little girl am I Why, Im yours if you got enough money to buy You better stop with them compliments, we running out of time You wanna talk, whatever, we can do that its your dime From Harlem is where I came, dont worry about my name Up on 125 they call me Sweet Thing" [Hook: Nina Simone] [Harmonizing] Say what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what Say what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what What, what, what, what... oooo~ [Talib Kweli] A daughter come up in Georgia ripe and ready to plant seed Left her plantation when she saw a sign even though she cant read It came from God, when life get hard she always speak to Him Shed rather kill her babies than let the master get to him She on the run up North to get across to Macy Dixon In church she learned how to be patient and keep wishin The promise of eternal life after death for those who God bless She swear the next baby she have will breathe a free breath And get milk from a free breast and love being alive Otherwise theyll have to give up being themself to survive Being maids, cleanin ladies, maybe teachers, and college graduates Nurses and housewives, prostitutes and drug addicts Some will grow to be old women, some will die before theyre born Therell be mothers and lovers who inspire and make songs But me, my skin is brown and my manner is tough Like the love I give my babies when the rainbows enough Ill kill the first muhfucker to mess with me, I never bluff I aint got time to lie, my lifes been much too rough Still runnin with bare feet, I aint got nothin but my sole (soul') Freedom is the ultimate goal Life and death is small in a hole in many ways Im awfully bitter these days Cause the only parents God gave me; they were slaves And they crippled me, I got the destiny of a casualty But Ill live through my babies and Ill change my reality Maybe one day Ill ride back to Georgia on a train Folks round there call me Peaches; guess thats my name [ Expansion Outro Lyrics ]
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