Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sampa the Great
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sampa the Great
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Abracadabra here I come, magic carpet styling
Proof Black Magik excellence, poof you need reminding
Gaining ground and losing some, ooh, my word, she back again
You will never end the reign, we keep multiplying
Running through the evidence, there's just no denying
Something 'bout magnificence, it just keep on shining
Ooh, that lady got some lip, from my mom I got the gift
We just pour some peace in it, least we keep on trying
[Verse 2]
No
Hold on my youth
Hold on my youth
I told you I was coming
I gave you forewarning
Forearmed is forewarned, man
Hold on my youth
Hold on my youth
I told you I was coming
I gave you forewarning
[Verse 3]
I can't stand your Black Girl Magik
I can feel it in the air
It's so strong, it's like a magnet
You would think that God is here
I can't stand your Black Girl Magik
I can feel it in the air
It's so strong, it's like a magnet
You would think that God is here
[Verse 4]
Yemaya told me in a dream I was conscious
No, I was not woke, I was live in a concert
And I spread my voice, I was choked and belittled
Then I resurrected part two as the sequel
No, I'm not your voice, I just wanna be equal
Gotta stand tall, we the ones, we the people
Look me in the eyes, this the cards you've been dealt
I don't need your table, I can sit by myself
Poof
Then let's take it back again, back, back to Africa
Matriarchy is a fact, Black women per capita
Aye, aye, captain, you remain my queen
I saw it in my mother when I saw it in a dream
Holy Spirit, who is she? You disrespect the womb
Where life all come from and it is to whom
Your praises due or your race is doomed
Eat pussy like the Last Supper then kudos to you
[Verse 5]
Nah
Hold on my youth
Hold on my youth
I told you I was coming
I gave you forewarning
Forearmed is forewarned, man
Hold on my youth
Hold on my youth
I told you I was coming
I gave you forewarning
[Verse 6]
I can't stand your Black Girl Magik
I can feel it in the air
It's so strong, it's like a magnet
You would think that God is here
I can't stand your Black Girl Magik
I can feel it in the air
It's so strong, it's like a magnet
You would think that God is here
[Verse 7]
And God is here
And God is here
And God is here
And God is here
Written by: Sampa the Great