TLC - Freedom (Dallas' Dirty Half Dozen Mix) lyrics

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Various Artists & TLC

(appears on the Panther soundtrack)

Now this is time for free your mind and your soul

Yo our official story has never been told

Ladies you got to demand what you want

And what we want is respect, right

Yo listen up on the track here

Cuz you'll also have to deal with it right

Freedom every time for the sisters

Check this watch this

A here we go now

Listen if I'm Poompa Moo

I'll be the ruler like Slick Rick

Get with this quick witted

Adidas-wearing chick

Poppa got a brand new bag

Momma got a brand new Jag

A gold tag I ain't no old hag

I represent not only in the kitchen

And the bedroom room

But also in the board room

So give me more room

Deny my opportunity

You in jeopardy

Yo-Yo set me free

Don't hinder me

Let me be

My fightin' for freedom

I got the heat in case you need 'em

I'm a straight soldier

Ain't nobody told you

Hold up on them lies

I know your games and your plans

Do whatever you can to oppress demand

But when it's time to drop the bomb

Bring the funk and it's on

You say you never met a sister so strong

You're wrong now how can we be free

It takes you and it takes me

To blend together in harmony

And peace and love and all of the above

Sisters coming together representing one love

No disrespect but we gotta get it together

No matter what's the weather

Sisters gotta stick together

If sisters be stronger

Don't let 'em steer you wrong

Hold on cuz sisters got it going on

Yeah

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Let's free your mind and your soul

Don't let no guys go and take control

Because you're young and a you play the role

And our official story has never been told

Whoever said these are the things that you can do

And the things you ain't supposed to

So am I further when I think I'm getting closer

That's when I tend to think of Rosa how was it

Took a seat to make a stand

But now in standing we've gotten more demanding

They never thought in planning

That a wish for us to sit would be a dose of

This fucking rollercoaster

Whether tradition or religion

Why you question my decision

Why you spend up all your time trying to

Get into my mind

Why everybody and they mama

Gots to add to all my drama mad drama

Hell if I'ma keep my dominating feministic hell

Creating CrazySexyCool black ass

In the palms of your player hater's stands

My only chance of being free is to fly within me

And it's illegal to kill a fucking eagle

A bird is never more important than my people

I guess we didn't need him so I took away his freedom

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My spiritual awareness leads me to believe

That you doubt in the sisters

That come with the peace we've been together

Since God created all of Thee

African daughters celebration is in order

Pop the cork and give the champagne to the stork

That brought the Lyte to my momma in New York

African I come again and again

You kick me down I get back up

I'm coming back in multiples of ten

You know where I come from

Slung from the belly of the beast

Used to speak African tongue

So I showed her next one bolder

Slung the devil over my shoulder

I'm getting over cuz I'm bolder than the next

I'm enlightened cuz I speak the real truth from the text

Who's next to flex with this S-I-S-T-E-R

The sun the moon the crest and the star

Wanna see how open you are

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Come and take a walk with me

Closer walk with thee

See what only I can see

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen

So it's back to the womb of everlasting life

And truth let the heaven of a

Sister embrace you and praise them other gods

Come into the light let it shine blackness is fine

The blackness of your skin

The blackness of your mind

I am who I am and that's who I be

And I don't give a damn if your eyes can't see

If you can't see what I can see

That you're blind baby bop

I'm a woman who's black so back up back up

Cuz it's on I'ma tell you strong what's wrong

With the world that we're living on

It ain't who you know it ain't what you drive

It's about how you feel about yourself

On the inside when your self-esteem is low

And they call you a ho then they think you's a ho

But that ain't what the Lord God made you to be

I need you to see you're black and you're free

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