Jill Scott - Offdaback

Off the back of my ancestors! Let 'em breathe Let us, let us breathe Honey still drips from my lips and it's amazing Take time from paper to pen, I wash my face and Call up my couple of friends, no fake adjacent Penthouse high in the sky, still fuck with basements Place me wherever I wanna be and still grace and Take time out of my mind, but I be thinking Take a little note of my dreams and I be saying Glory to the love in me and the many faces Who love the light and exhibits the God that lives inside, oh You be glowing at me, smiling, singing, loving, you amaze me Ooh, I like to see ya I wash my hands of all them people who say that I ain't can I really love on me, I be lighting up And all around the city, my people get what they wanting for And I be moaning some oaths and I be sleeping too Off the back of my ancestors! Off the back of my ancestors! Six hands, Amy Laurie, Shirley Dolores, Linwood Harry, David Lee, Amy Pitt, Warren Braswell Yep, I'm a part of the Braswell family Blue, Cousin Eleanor, A.D. Damage, too Gene, Joyce Alice On this fine day, I can go to the bookstore Buy a book (Bill Drummond) and read it I can go around the world traveling See some beautiful things (Uncle Lonnie) When they said I was only dreaming I can sing diverse music to a diverse Audience (Aaron Hill) in diverse seating Might not equate to much to some, but (Zina) I'm grateful To all the pioneers who stood up for freedom (Ella) and its meaning Thankful for everyone who came through the back doors (Frankie) Rode the backwoods bus through imminent danger (Sarah) They did it for themselves (Tina), but Ultimately (Billy), they did it for us Thank you, thank you All because of you All because of you