We call eachother sisters - Sistahs Supreme -
though our ancestral blood
doesn't seem to run so deep
but even so, when your times are lean
i ask you to hold onto me
for nights i sat with you crying the plea
but I am tired of carrying you through
calling me on the phone every night at a quarter ta two
crying about how your man did you wrong
i could and personally have sung your song
verbatim, word for word i know it all
but, after a while, staying with him is your call
let it be your choice to fall
you allow this chaos to continue
you allow the bruises to accrue
you are his enabler, love and stupidity don't misconstrue
living like i have never seen you live
he believin since woman was created out of mans rib
he got the right to crack three of yours
lyin ta everyone, telling 'em you walked into doors
sister, if i can still call you sister
(Sistah Supreme hear my pleading whisper)
telling me you only answer to him, the #1 Mister
that you can't speak unless he says
when did you become so into his and only his . . .
his life, his pain, his troubles, his addiction
that you fail to see your own affliction
running around hustling that isht
he spendin the money on whatever he see fit
first begging, then stealing, now beating
this ain't the way he should be treating
you supposed to be his woman and queen
you have always been a Sistah Supreme
wake up from this nightmare it ain't a dream
a lot of my hopes for woman i now place in you
realize yourself and that this relationship you in
has got to be through.
:flame:
though our ancestral blood
doesn't seem to run so deep
but even so, when your times are lean
i ask you to hold onto me
for nights i sat with you crying the plea
but I am tired of carrying you through
calling me on the phone every night at a quarter ta two
crying about how your man did you wrong
i could and personally have sung your song
verbatim, word for word i know it all
but, after a while, staying with him is your call
let it be your choice to fall
you allow this chaos to continue
you allow the bruises to accrue
you are his enabler, love and stupidity don't misconstrue
living like i have never seen you live
he believin since woman was created out of mans rib
he got the right to crack three of yours
lyin ta everyone, telling 'em you walked into doors
sister, if i can still call you sister
(Sistah Supreme hear my pleading whisper)
telling me you only answer to him, the #1 Mister
that you can't speak unless he says
when did you become so into his and only his . . .
his life, his pain, his troubles, his addiction
that you fail to see your own affliction
running around hustling that isht
he spendin the money on whatever he see fit
first begging, then stealing, now beating
this ain't the way he should be treating
you supposed to be his woman and queen
you have always been a Sistah Supreme
wake up from this nightmare it ain't a dream
a lot of my hopes for woman i now place in you
realize yourself and that this relationship you in
has got to be through.
:flame:
... please make yourself at home ... 