Janelle Monáe - Turntables
The table 'bout to turn
The table 'bout to turn
The table 'bout to turn, yeah
Uh, I've been flippin' through my timeline
Tryna get my mind right
My city cry-y
I got to cool down, but I'm under pressure
Cookin' with my Crisco
Look at where my fist go
A renegade when I'm in a rage
I got to cool down, but I'm under pressure
I keep my hands dirty, my mind clean
Got a new agenda with a new dream, uh
I'm kickin' out the old regime
Liberation, elevation, education
America, you a lie
But the whole world 'bout to testify
I said, the wholе world 'bout to testify
And the tables 'bout to
T-t-tablеs 'bout to
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
Ain't no stoppin' 'til they
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
No stoppin' 'til
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
We can't wait for it to
Turn, turn, turn (Yeah, the tables 'bout to turn) There's a boomerang boomin' back, yeah
You laid the egg, now it's 'bout to hatch, yeah
You gaslightin', 'bout to meet your match, uh
You fuck up the kitchen, then you should do the dishes
Burnin' down plantations, uh
Please no parkin', I don't need no validation
I light sage when I'm in a rage, uh
I don't need permission, I got my intuition
Hands dirty, mind clean
A different vision with a new dream, uh
We kickin' out the old regime
Liberation, elevation, education
I said, America, you's a lie
But the whole world 'bout to testify
I said the whole world 'bout to testify
We gon' watch the table
Now we gon' watch the table
Turn, turn, turn (The tables got to)
That's right
Turn, turn, turn (It's got to)
You waited too long, you gotta
Turn, just turn, turn (Said the tables got to)
We see it all now
Turn, said the table got to turn (Turn, turn)
Woo, yeah (Tables turn)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (The tables got to)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (The tables got to)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (Turn)
Turn, the tables turn (The tables got to turn)
The table 'bout to turn
The table 'bout to turn, yeah
Uh, I've been flippin' through my timeline
Tryna get my mind right
My city cry-y
I got to cool down, but I'm under pressure
Cookin' with my Crisco
Look at where my fist go
A renegade when I'm in a rage
I got to cool down, but I'm under pressure
I keep my hands dirty, my mind clean
Got a new agenda with a new dream, uh
I'm kickin' out the old regime
Liberation, elevation, education
America, you a lie
But the whole world 'bout to testify
I said, the wholе world 'bout to testify
And the tables 'bout to
T-t-tablеs 'bout to
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
Ain't no stoppin' 'til they
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
No stoppin' 'til
Turn, turn, turn (Turn)
We can't wait for it to
Turn, turn, turn (Yeah, the tables 'bout to turn) There's a boomerang boomin' back, yeah
You laid the egg, now it's 'bout to hatch, yeah
You gaslightin', 'bout to meet your match, uh
You fuck up the kitchen, then you should do the dishes
Burnin' down plantations, uh
Please no parkin', I don't need no validation
I light sage when I'm in a rage, uh
I don't need permission, I got my intuition
Hands dirty, mind clean
A different vision with a new dream, uh
We kickin' out the old regime
Liberation, elevation, education
I said, America, you's a lie
But the whole world 'bout to testify
I said the whole world 'bout to testify
We gon' watch the table
Now we gon' watch the table
Turn, turn, turn (The tables got to)
That's right
Turn, turn, turn (It's got to)
You waited too long, you gotta
Turn, just turn, turn (Said the tables got to)
We see it all now
Turn, said the table got to turn (Turn, turn)
Woo, yeah (Tables turn)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (The tables got to)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (The tables got to)
Turn, the tables turn
The tables turn (Turn)
Turn, the tables turn (The tables got to turn)
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