jazz from 333 by d'bi.

d’bi you ever wonder about self-love? you ever wonder how to achieve self-love when you living in a world full-up of images that tell you to do the exact opposite? yeah mi tink bout dem tings deh you know.

I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
how could you love me and treat me this way
these old habits old habits die hard
at the end of the day (repeat)

I woke up this morning
saw you staring at me
in the mirror
and you didn’t greet me
didn’t say hi
tell me why
you turned your head and started to cry
tell me why d’bi. you can’t you look me in the eye
you don’t love me, you don’t love me

tell me d’bi. what have you been told
what have they sold you d’bi. what have you been told
don’t believe them d’bi. don’t believe what they say
these old habits die hard at the end of the day
at the end of the day

I saw you d’bi. chopping some cane
saw that man being savage as you screamed in vain
I saw your children sold in bondage for a candle stick
you’re not a mother you’re a breeder
and you cracked unda dat whip

tell me d’bi. what have you been told
what have they sold you d’bi. what have you been told
don’t believe them d’bi. don’t believe what they say
these old habits die hard at the end of the day
at the end of the day

I saw you studying until it was 6am
saw you working until it was 10am
saw you going to school until 4pm
saw you playing black nanny till 10pm
saw you cooking-cleaning-washing-feeding-
taking care of your your man

does he give a damn about your calloused hands
your aching back
your tired feet
your breaking heart

five hundred years
five hundred years

and whenever I go by the friendly corner store
I can’t deny the urge of wanting magazines galore
these images of beauty are haunting taunting me
these images of beauty sailing shipwrecked off at sea
these images of beauty they cannot set me free
they cannot set me free

and like a festering sore keep wanting more and more and more
they help to cultivate my internal self hate
vultures flying in the sky waiting to prey on I an I
waiting to prey on I an I
waiting to prey on I an I an I an I an I

woke up this morning saw me staring at me
in the mirror and I didn’t greet me
didn’t say hi tell me why
I turned my head and started to cry
tell me why d’bi. why can’t I look me in the eye
I don’t love me I don’t love me I don’t love me

tell me d’bi. what have I been told
what have they sold me d’bi. what have I been told
don’t believe them d’bi. don’t believe what they say
these old habits die hard at the end of the day
at the end of the day (repeat)

I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me (repeat)
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me
I love you d’bi.
no you’re lying to me (repeat)

tell me d’bi. what have you been told
what have they sold me d’bi. what have you been told
don’t believe them d’bi. don’t believe what they say
these old habits die hard at the end of the day
at the end of the day

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