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Already classified as a legend, North Carolina’s own Rapsody released visuals to her song ‘Afeni’ ft. PJ Morton featuring a classic hip hop hook by the late Tupac.  The Roc Nation-signed hard hitter is delivering once again from her album Eve which features songs all named after an influential black woman.

Known for her brilliant bars and moving messages, the natural born lyricist breaks down the relationships between the black man, black woman and child. In the captivating video we witness a young couple in love warp into a single black mother raising her son. Bringing us wisdom and tears simultaneously Rapsody is a true queen in hip hop speaking for a generation of those who go unheard.


[Chorus: 2Pac]
Now  since we all came from a woman
Got  our names from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women
Do  we hate our women?
Now  since we all

[Verse 1: Rapsody]
My brothers (My brothers)‚ I love you (I love you)
I  hate to know some of you treat us like Glover (Glover)
Black card revoked‚ maybe you could use Discover (Discover)
Define yourself, do you feel the same way ’bout your mother? (Mother)
Do you overlook our beauty, but you lovin’ on all the others (Others)
Hope  you teach your daughters all to stay away from suckas
Like yourself if you don’t love yourself
I’m so Southern (Southern)‚ I was taught to feed the soul with or without hot ovens
Here’s a plate, know your hate come from a black man struggle (Struggle)
We all in the same shape, so I know I fit your puzzle (Puzzle)
Either way‚ we got your back, we only pray you’ll be our muscle (Pray you’ll be our muscle)
Strength in the times we all overcome with trouble
Every day we pullin’ doubles for ourself and home (For ourself and home)
My mom and daddy taught me, early on, protect your own (Protect your own)

We never stopped lovin’ you, so turn your love back on (Your love back on)
And I pray you feel the same way as that 2Pac song
We ain’t your hoes or your bitches, trophies, or meant for pimpin’
Recognize a gift from God outweighs a birthday or a Christmas
To protect our lives, you gon’ take it to the limit? (You gon’ take it to the limit?)
Rib of my rib, do you still feel us in ya

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