Sepia is about reflecting on the things that made us who we are today. Its the good, the bad and ugly of life that God uses to create a mosaic that shows where we're from and the newness of where we're going!
Written and Recorded by Mista & Mrs. Taylor for Mash Unit Muzik
Music Produced by Marvin Glaspie for Marv4MoBeats Music
Bass played by Joshua Sailor
Mixed and Mastered by Kip Wilson of The Machine Prod
ISA 61:1
lyrics
Sepia by Mista & Mrs. Taylor
Mista Taylor
Brown Monte Carlo, white wall tires, clean as a mug
green shag rug, Buda statue in the corner, beads hanging
down the hallway, needle always in the groove spinning
Motown.
Memories like, polaroid pictures, grandma was the
curator, every wall had faces and stories that told history..
Never mind the couches with plastic we couldn’t sit on
But the table was blessed we eaten bacon and grits on
This was the 70’s and the 80’s we nappy headed kids
surviving off love and old remedies. Never knew we was poe
2-3 jobs on the go, mama made it look easy cookin that spam
like a pro! This ghetto love was unmistakable, streets made us
unbreakable, everything shook around us, but faith made us
unshakable. He kept that Monte Carlo sharp, I watched him
wipe it down when he put that thang in park, Jesus was an
after-thought. That car was like a god to him, mama loved him
but she knew he wasn’t good for us. When he shot that gun and
bullet whistled pass her head, granddaddy said try that again
son I’ll shoot you dead! These are the pictures of my life...
Like a polaroid, like a polaroid, snapshot like a polaroid!!
Hook
My life, My life, My life, My life!
In black and white snapshots captured the love, joy, and pain
sepia stain colors like blood movin through veins and cuts needin
them stiches...
New life, New life, New life, New life!
In vivid color, learning to love each other our difference make
us stronger, we all bleed the same so stop playin this game,
stop chosen to blame!
Mrs. Taylor
Brown skin Latina, mi casa es tu casa, Familia, wrestlin wit dem outside
Forces. Caught between cultures raised in the O.C. tryin to be myself
In this new town..
Daddy forgive me for not appreciating all the things you did for us. From the
Ghetto to the suburbs even language barriers nothin seemed to stop you..
Never heard you complain, but I know you had to go through some rain..
You chose to keep ya head up had a strong wife that followed you, I kicked
And screamed but now I copy what I saw you do, I thank God for you..
Mama was strong caught between two worlds trying to raise these girls,
trying to blend in so I attempt again but you not one of them you’re a pretty
Mexican, that’s what I was hearin!! Never knew the damage to my soul
runnin from them voices takin back control!!
I love the skin I’m in and I ain’t trying to hide it, but these are the pictures of
My life, of my life..
Hook
My life, My life, My life, My life!
In black and white snapshots captured the love, joy, and pain
sepia stain colors like blood movin through veins and cuts needin
them stiches...
New life, New life, New life, New life!
In vivid color, learning to love each other our difference make
us stronger, we all bleed the same so stop playin this game,
stop chosen to blame!
My life, my life, my life, my life
talking bout the pictures of my life,
the sepia colors of my life
My life, my life, my life, my life
talking bout the pictures of my life,
the sepia colors of my life
credits
released May 28, 2022
Written and Recorded by Mista & Mrs. Taylor for Mash Unit Muzik
Music Produced by Marvin Glaspie for Marv4MoBeats Music
Bass played by Joshua Sailor
Mixed and Mastered by Kip Wilson of The Machine Prod
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