Tina Turner

[Intro: Public Enemy sample (Rapsody)] Brothers and sisters (oh my) Brother and sisters I don't know what this world is coming to (OooWee) [Verse 1: Rapsody] Snow Hill made a real one Lot of y'all front on the real 'til the bill come What it cost to be a boss now? A billion? Let's put some money together and build it I did it all with honor the rest of y'all wanna steal shit I'm sorry homie, we got some different ceilings Real ones I know don't be catching them kind of feelings The homies get a lick, we celebrate for their brilliance But y'all pilgrims, y'all just want to steal shit I feel like Nat Turner reciting these God verses I'mma play hard with or without the jersey I'm misunderstood, yet you love Tiimmy Turner Back in the kitchen and my wrist still turning, shit I'm Tina Turner, I need wheels by Germans All black everything, the color code of purrdy Show you the beauty of it, meet me in person The irony of it, you can't afford an excursion Got love for all my sisters and brothers who rocking turbans Who don't speakie no Ingles I'm MJ Pen game better than Pintrest, I'm MJ Spread my legs to fly, nope ever did that Ain't a goal too high if you push the rim back I'm just a chip when this one was a scrimmage You wrote a whole book, I could kill you with a sentence Slavery still alive, they just changed it to a sentence First project in a couple years, I told them I ain't finished Walking on water and the rest just swimming Actin' like they don't know me but inside you just timid Tina Turner, Turner Tina Turner, Turner [Verse 2: Rapsody] Tina Turner is a goddess Science can't explain why my flow is so solid Black women the most educated and graduates from college 5'3" and I'm the tallest and there's no one that could follow Shade don't phase me, I sleep in a sombrero Follow the feeling I don't never follow arrows Made my own path, read a different Bible Laughed at you niggas celebrating fake titles I seen more talent at recitals with the babies I rock clothes that ain't got designer labels Roc with Jamla, I ain't on Desiigner's label But my flow been good since April 2010, no matter the cost, I learn from the boss By next year I won't even need a pen nigga A plane in the sky couldn't be more fly Waiting on the day Trayvon killer die, and Ta-Ta Probly riding round bumpin' this real loud Cap low with his fist in the sky screaming out Tina Turner, Turner, Turner Tina Turner, Turner, Turner [Outro: Rapsody] Tina, Tina, Tina Turner She been working on a burner Kill everything walking Bodies all on the corner Tina, Tina, Tina Turner She been killing on a burner Kill everything walking Bodies all on the corner Tina Turner, Turner, Turner Tina Turner, Turner Tina