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letra de southern healing in my mother's face - ajani nanabuluku

black like other side of my palms
to play the soundtracks of my life in cd cases for my pops and my moms
used to look at head wraps on shawties like shrines
and country accents combine
make devilishin’ n-ggas look to qurans
i grew up in gardens the soil grew
a rose where it rise(?)
the water coming out the can feel like rain from the skies
my parents’ love aside the hugs i turned to shields for the cries
i couldn’t share with all the world, i was afraid of they eyes

yeah your mother sent a little n-gga down the river to a tallahassee farm door in a basket
crying in a sash that was used to hold you ‘pon your mother’s back with
the strength that’s on the caskets
f-ck the milk and honey, i come from lands of molasses
where the sweetest juices comes from the berries that was the blackest
we danced on the grass that was stomped on by slaves that mastered
the art of running
we sing loud for the lips that was used to humming
my childhood was built in places teachers brought the belt
to your legs, you misbehaved, no one to blame but yourself
you called it trauma, in defense, we ain’t know nothing else
no one gave harriet or nina simone a therapist’s help
so i bleed, no bad blood to the discipline shared
upon my ass even though i winced, sometimes was fair
the history i won’t repeat but the scars got me here
the firstborn, prototype with all the flaws and the errs
and i’m reminded of her grace and her mistakes and all she gave when i stare upon my face

and i’m reminded of her grace and her mistakes and all she gave when i stare upon my face
and i’m reminded of her grace and her mistakes and all she gave when i stare upon my face
and i’m reminded of her grace and her mistakes and all she gave when i stare upon my face
i promise i’ll repay all the days and all the praise that you and papa gave

- ajani nanabuluku

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