It’s 4:00 a.m. and tonight I can’t get to sleep, so I listen. For those of you who are awake, this is a perfect song to take you into Sunday morning. I started it at a nice point, so that you can be at ease, but listen to the song in its entirety if you so please. It’s called Master Teacher.  The question is, what if there were no niggas, only Master Teachers?  Hope you can get it. Don’t be afraid to be great.

One, two
One, two, three, four

Baby sleep and time
to put her down now
I’ll be standin’ round
until the sun down

I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke

Congregation nod they heads
and say Amen
the deacon fell asleep again and

I stay woke
But I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke

Lovers holding hands
and falling deep in love
and sleeping and
passing conversation

Ooh, I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke

Pretty rings and pretty thieves
with shiny lights and little
pieces of tomorrow

I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke
I stay woke
___________ … the rest of the lyrics are here.

Peace and love,

Shila