So tell me, sister 💯
Authentic African-American Vernacular English (AAVE) vocal delivery. Use a laid-back, conversational flow with rhythmic cadence. The mood should be confident and soulful. Lyrics & Vocals: The lyrics and vocal performance must reflect key features of AAVE grammar and pronunciation. For example: use of habitual "be" (e.g., "he be working"), zero copula (e.g., "she Ø real cool"), monophthongization (e.g., "ah" for "I"), and vocabulary like "finna," "cap," or "drip". The voice should be natural, not robotic. Instrumental: Smooth synth melody, deep 808 bass, crisp hi-hats, and a slow-burning groove around 100-110 BPM. Add subtle vocal samples or ad-libs.
So tell me, sister 💯
Authentic African-American Vernacular English (AAVE) vocal delivery. Use a laid-back, conversational flow with rhythmic cadence. The mood should be confident and soulful. Lyrics & Vocals: The lyrics and vocal performance must reflect key features of AAVE grammar and pronunciation. For example: use of habitual "be" (e.g., "he be working"), zero copula (e.g., "she Ø real cool"), monophthongization (e.g., "ah" for "I"), and vocabulary like "finna," "cap," or "drip". The voice should be natural, not robotic. Instrumental: Smooth synth melody, deep 808 bass, crisp hi-hats, and a slow-burning groove around 100-110 BPM. Add subtle vocal samples or ad-libs.
Lyrics
[soft, close, night voice]
You can cry, sister…
Go on…
I’m right here.
[Section 1 — slow vocal, breath between lines]
You worked so hard,
I know…
You did everything right,
I know…
You got a house,
yes you did…
And still you’re tired,
I know…
[Mantra / Chorus — very soft, repeatable]
You can cry, sister…
You can cry…
I know…
I know…
I got you…
I got you…
[Section 2 — deeper tone, words appear slowly]
You got a job,
still counting nights…
You got children,
still no rest…
Bills on the table,
dreams on hold…
Love walked out,
life stayed cold…
I know…
I know…
[Mantra / Chorus — slight variation]
You can cry now…
Leave it here…
I know…
I know…
I got you…
[Section 3 — transition, lower voice, steadier]
Listen, sister…
Hear me slow…
This is your road,
you’re still standing…
This is your weight,
and you carry it…
Tears are safe here,
only here…
[Final Mantra — almost whispered]
You can cry, sister…
Just a little more…
I know…
I know…
I got you…
[Outro — unresolved, breath]
So tell me, sister…
Tell me soft…
What is happiness…
really?
(music fades, no answer)