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You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies You may tres me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I am waking like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room Just like moons and like stars With the certainty of tides Just like hopes springing high Still I rise Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling like teardrops Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness upset you? Don’t take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my backyard You may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes You may **** me with your hatefulness But still, like air, I rise Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I Rise Out from a past that’s rooted in pain I Rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide Welling and swelling I bear the tide Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I Rise Into daybreak that’s wonderfully clear I Rise Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave I am the dream and the hope of the slave I Rise I Rise I Rise
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Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 8:41 PM UTC
AnyaRose
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies You may tres me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I am waking like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room Just like moons and like stars With the certainty of tides Just like hopes springing high Still I rise Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling like teardrops Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness upset you? Don’t take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my backyard You may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes You may **** me with your hatefulness But still, like air, I rise Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I Rise Out from a past that’s rooted in pain I Rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide Welling and swelling I bear the tide Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I Rise Into daybreak that’s wonderfully clear I Rise Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave I am the dream and the hope of the slave I Rise I Rise I Rise
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