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Say it with your chest (say it), say it like you mean it
Whisper never paid a bill, I need to see you breathe it
Say it with your chest (say it), let the whole block hear
I was quiet for a decade, that's enough years
Say it with your chest (say it), don't you look away
My grandmom ain't press my hair for me to hide my face
Say it with your chest (say it), loud and on the beat
Fifty-second Street, put some bass in your speech
Hot comb on the stove, Sunday, quarter to ten
Record on the player skipping right where the bridge begin
Grandmom hummed the part the needle wouldn't give
That's how I learned a song's a thing you finish where you live
Fifty-second and Market, El train overhead
Shaking every window while I'm practicing in bed
Notebook full of hooks, pillow full of doubts
First open mic I whispered and the host said "speak out"
Second time I didn't. Third time I was late
Fourth time I came early with a verse that couldn't wait
And when I finally said it the whole room went still
Somebody's auntie in the back said "there she is"
They told me pick a lane, sing or spit, can't do both
My grandmother cooked and drove and raised and wrote
Letters to the council 'bout the streetlight on the corner
It's on now. She did that. Don't tell me pick an order.
Say it with your chest (say it), say it like you mean it
Whisper never paid a bill, I need to see you breathe it
Say it with your chest (say it), let the whole block hear
I was quiet for a decade, that's enough years
I ain't writing to be chosen, I ain't writing for a ring
I'm writing 'cause my cousin need to hear somebody sing
About a girl who did the math and kept the whole amount
Own my masters, own my schedule, own the way I say it out loud
Water ice in August, cherry, from the corner stand
Dollar-fifty when I was little, now it's four, I understand
Everything goes up. So did I. That's inflation
Difference is I priced myself, didn't wait for valuation
Soft is not the opposite of strong, that's a lie they sell
I can hold a note and hold a grudge and hold the door as well
Crown ain't on my head, it's in my throat, that's where I keep it
You can't take it off me 'less you find a way to make me quiet
Grandmom, the streetlight's still on
I walk under it every night
And I say it (say it), I say it
Say it with your chest (say it), say it like you mean it
Whisper never paid a bill, I need to see you breathe it
Say it with your chest (say it), don't you look away
My grandmom ain't press my hair for me to hide my face
Say it with your chest (say it), loud and on the beat
Fifty-second Street, put some bass in your speech
Named for the singer her grandmother played every Sunday and a king known for wisdom. The queen hip-hop has been waiting for. Soul in the hook, invention in the beat, bite in the verse. Refuses to choose between singing and spitting.