[Intro: Akua Naru]
As I woke up—normally I journal, you know, I got my pen and my pad, and I just wrote, you know? And I don't know, those words, they just started to tell the story of what happened to me as I opened my eyes. I was like:
[Verse 1: Akua Naru]
Yo, woke up this mornin', rested deep from a fire sleep
No water caught my flame, my thought form be pure heat
Watch your head, your step, your Sunday best
Your auric depth, known to suck sound from your place of rest
Hip-hop Toni Morrison, confused historian
Should I rhyme or sing a Song of Solomon? Beloved
For rhyme-lovers, lost femcees never discovered
For my little brother's struggle, work nine-to-five, a hustle
'Nother corporation, the land suffers of cries for justice
I guess the questions keep comin', rhyme for justice or nothin'
I chose the former, though the latter could keep me warmer, fatter
Towards [?] bliss from ignorance
Mini-skirts and Hummers, rappin' 'bout names and numbers
Caught up in the slum as if the work is done, but it's not
My people still suffer, you wonder why I can't sleep at night
I guess it's just the plight, the plight of the weary eye
Carry the world with me, too much to bear
Don't look over here, my pain raw, could cause stares
Draw tears, strum your chords here
Lani sung the song of black women's lamentin'
Yeah, and let the world hear, let 'em
[Chorus: Akua Naru]
(Send me an angel in the morning)
I think your love is like a journey when
You lose yourself to find your home again
Nod your head to me
(Send me an angel in the morning)
I think your love is like a journey when
You lose yourself to find your home a—
To find your home again
[Verse 2: Akua Naru]
Damn, I write with my grandmother's hands
The same veins that shuck sugar cane
Pulled us up from the pain
Parted afros and curled bangs
Been off the hook since escape was off the chain
Dare touch the name?
My mother's strength, search for her garden
Intense, beg no pardon
I'm just a woman, wholehearted
Make you frown as if my flow farted, inhale
The show start, I leave the crowd postpartum
Who you know go hard on my plot?
The soul saga, Edgar Allen Poe drama, study Naru
Pre- and post-Garner like Joe Carter
My blues cruise the throat chakra
Plus the verse bring dope karma
It make you wonder, uh, it make you wonder
In this modern day jungle, will I be taken under?
Undressed and naked, covered
Taken from the day before old age
In warm summers 'nother phone rings, I'm comin'
This morning, talk my favorite cousin, balm wounds with lovin'
Whisper the soft somethin', comma, sore eyes, anger bubblin', abuse
Body illusion, too much frontin', I can relate
A little somethin' says she gave all, got nothin'
I can see she can't see herself but lookin' for a husband
I wrestle through her heart's bruises
Like the pain, I watch a modern day Whitney Houston uncover what truth is
A ruthless journey of inner movement
I [?] whisper, hopefully soothin'
As we grooved in the moment
My words a slow dance as our souls hold hands
Had to tell her self-love is the very first romance
Uh-huh
[Bridge: Akua Naru]
Nod your head, nod your head, nod your head, nod your head
Nod your head, nod your head, nod your head, nod your head
For my cousin
[Chorus: Akua Naru]
(Send me an angel in the morning)
I think your love is like a journey when
You lose yourself to find your home again
Nod your head to me
(Send me an angel in the morning)
I think your love is like a journey when
Hey, hey, hey yo, the road is thin, and let's travel
