| I want to make this a special tribute
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| To a family that contradicts the concepts
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| Heard the rules but wouldn’t accept
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| In addition, women-folk raised me
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| In addition, I was full grown before I knew
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| I came from a broken home
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| Sent to live with my grandma down south
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| When my uncles was leaving
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| And my grandfather had just left for heaven
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| They said and as every-ologist would certainly note
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| I had no strong male figure right?
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| But lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service type cast black
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| grandmother
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| I was moved in with her; |
| temporarily, just until things were patched,
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| 'Til this was patched and 'til that was patched
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| Until I became at 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10
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| The patch that held lily Scott who held me and like them 4
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| I became one more and I loved her from the absolute marrow of my bones
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| And we was holdin' on,
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| I come from a broken home
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| She had more than the five senses
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| She knew more than books could teach
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| And raised everyone she touched just a little bit higher
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| And all around her there was a natural sense
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| As though she sensed what the stars say what the birds say
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| What the wind and the clouds say
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| A sensual soul and self that African sense
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| And she raised me like she raised 4 of her own
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| And I was hurt and scared and shocked when lily Scott left suddenly one night
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| And they sent a limousine from heaven to take her to god, if there is one.
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| So I knew she had gone
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| And I came from a broken home |