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Syleena Johnson

Labor Pains

 

Labor Pains

(album: Chapter 4: Labor Pains - 2008)


Just clap ya hands to the beat, all my ladies! Just clap ya hands to the beat. C'mon!
Just clap ya hands to the beat, all my ladies! Just clap ya hands to the beat. C'mon!
Just clap ya hands to the beat, if you feel me. Just clap ya hands to the beat
Cause these are the breaks, our labor pains!
Sometimes I just feel lost, like I can't get a hold on things
Trying to make my life have some meaning, constantly I'm fighting, work so hard to fulfill my dreams
Work my hands to the bone, just to ask myself what it's all for
When you work to pay bills, there's no thrills, yeah, and still I keep on cause I know that (? )
And no matter how hard
(It don't matter, no it don't matter)
All my ladies stay strong
(Stay strong for me, ladies)
Roll with the punches that this life may bring, cause these are the breaks, our labor pains!

Oh, Lord I just want to be
Happy, I swear I just want to have peace
With all this drama in front of me
Makes me want to just scream, break these chains and live stress free
And I know it just don't happen
Got to be willing to pay the price
Being a woman ain't nothing nice, living in a man's world, bearing burdens still with a smile
But you gotta hold on sistas. You gotta hold on, sistas, hold on!
Hold on to your dignity and keep the faith so you can make, the world will change their power to create
To populate by giving birth
Through labor pains you multiply the Earth
So, sistas, hold on, hold on, sistas, hold on
Hold on to your liberty
Freedom of speech, to say your piece
Has made peace and love over war
Calamity, insanity, you calm the seas
To grow the family
And no matter how hard
(It don't matter, no it don't matter, naw, naw)
All my ladies, stay strong
(Stay strong for me, ladies)
Roll with the punches this life may bring
Cause these are the breaks, our labor pains!
And no matter how hard
(It don't matter, no it don't matter, naw, naw)
All my ladies stay strong!
(Stay strong for me, ladies)
Roll with the punches this life may bring
Cause these are the breaks, our labor pains!
And no matter how hard
(It don't matter, no it don't matter,)
All my ladies stay strong!
(Stay strong for me, ladies!)

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