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Sticky Sunday Reflection by Mandy

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Sticky Sunday Reflection

hip hop funk

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It’s Sunday, 1110, and I don’t know where to start, This can’t feel strange, like a canvas torn apart, Got a lot going on, tangled deep within, Wondering if ever we’ll ever be the same again.
These so’called friends with their twisted games, Whispering shadows, calling out my name, Caught in the sticky, caught in the spin, But I’mma find my light, let the healing begin.
Sticky Sunday blues, in this funk I move, Playful on the surface, but my soul’s got truth. Dancing through the doubt, feeling every beat, In this groove of life, I’m risin’ on my feet.
They played their cards, hiding daggers behind smiles, Left me tangled in their webs, trapped for miles, But I’m breaking free, with a wink and a grin, This funky queen’s ready to win again.
No more confusion, no more disguise, I see through the smoke, I’m claiming my prize, Sticky situations, yeah, they try to bend, But I’m the author, now this story’s mine to mend.
Sticky Sunday blues, in this funk I move, Playful on the surface, but my soul’s got truth. Dancing through the doubt, feeling every beat, In this groove of life, I’m risin’ on my feet.
Lost in the noise, but I’m finding my voice, From shadows to spotlight, I’m making my choice, Sticky games and lies, They try to confine, but I’m spinning my funk, Rewriting the lines.
Sticky Sunday blues, in this funk I move, Playful on the surface, but my soul’s got truth. Dancing through the doubt, feeling every beat, In this groove of life, I’m risin’ on my feet.
It′s under eleven, ten, now I understand, Sticky moments shape me, but I take command, Eve is changing, yeah, but stronger within, With hip-hop funk, this new story begins.