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sweet sista brown, the perfect essence of an ebony queen
big brown eyes and pig-tails livin' ghetto dreams
used to skip to school every mornin' happy as a lark
the drama starts when the world tore her parents apart
no love from the next man and momma too stressed
daddy cries, but its hard to deal with the pain in his chest
sweet sista brown don't succumb to the evil and sin
keep your faith in God, not in the lies of men
i used to watch her from the front porch, hopin' she'd shine
linger on my own broken life and another bottle of wine
watched momma kiss daddy before he'd take her to school
bucket smokin' and knockin', but that was ghetto cool
she did her books and came running on report card day
"we're so proud of you baby", is what her parents would say
all smiles and hugs, the sun shines in the ghetto today
i watched from across the street, but was happy anyway
sometimes they'd comeover an ask if i would watch the house
might as well i'm just sittin here smokin the hell out
they'd all leave gigglin'and laughin' in their tore up ride
sweet sista brown on the back seat with sparklin' eyes
bouncin' and laughin' as they roll up the block
no need to worry 'bout the crib i got tha hood on lock
when he returned i'd let him know that nothin'was harmed
throw me a duece and take it in, his little girl in his arms
i even remember bein invited for thanksgivin dinner
tryin to keep my dumb ass off the corner in middle of winter
they really touched my soul, so much love in that place
they brought out tons of food and sweet sista brown said grace
"lord i thank you for my mother, my father and his friend"
("amen")
a tear ran down my face and my heart nearly caved in
got to the crib and laid down so happy for sweet sista brown
that i even prayed that night, to keep one from the hounds
next mornin' she's off to school again skippin up the street
but this time she stopped, turned around and smiled at me
(sweet sista brown)
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fast forward to junior high and watch how shit goes wrong
she no longer skips to school, now she's got a man of her own
her grades have dropped but they say her body's the bomb
mom's rolling with a baller and daddy's long gone
she got tired of ridin' in a bucket said fuck it and dashed
got a rich man and stuck it to the one that loved her ass
this cat's after her daughter, she aint flesh of his flesh
he's only there when she is so she stays out and stays stressed
her mom can't understand why she can't keep her man at home
so she stays up late at night and gets drunk all alone
daddy's trying to start from scratch, his life's torn apart
she took the only thing he loved and there's a hole in his heart
sweet sista brown starts car hoppin' boppin' every man she meets
her mother gets jealous cause she can't please her man in da sheets
the arguments get heavy til mom and daughter don't speak.
the last straw, call the law, sweet sista brown's out on da street
she calls her daddy up, last resort, nothing else to lose
he says i'll be there in a jiffy just let me slide on some shoes
he gets to the bus station and sees the flashin' lights
thought never crossed his mind he only wanted to hold her tight
the bloody scene that he witnessed must have singed his soul
how could his precious babygirl die at fifteen years old
his only regret was that he never said goodbye to his folks
drove to her mother's house, got out, went in and smoke 'em both.
(sweet sista brown)
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Amazing...
i was readin this at work and put a client on hold to finish. My eyes were glued to the comp hangin on to every single line. sent chills thru my body. loved it so much!!
Funny thing... I thought of Anthony Hamilton too
My brotha.....this right here is phenomenal!!!The emphasis on words, emotions, and images were full of clarity. It's like I can actually hear a kat like Anthony Hamilton singing the lyrics. lol. Stay up and keep the pen on fire.