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The Lady of the South Where Storytelling Meets Soul.
pop rap music dream southern gentle loving tia turner
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Step into the world of Tia Turner The Lady of the South- where my sound is mixed with spoken word, Rand b and gospel and rap.
My music isnt just sound; its an experience. Every beat, every lyric, every note carries the weight of my story pain, healing, strength, and triumph. When you buy my music, youre not just purchasing songs; youre investing in art that moves people, connects souls, and leaves a lasting mark.
Song Info
Author
Tia Turner
Rights
2020
Uploaded
September 23, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.1 MB 320 kbps 3:31
Story behind the song
The artist Tia Turner wanted something calm and smooth to add to her music. So she collaborated with Bog Jim on the beat who played the keys from scratch and Tankhead wreckin who recorded her work.
Lyrics
Dream A little space A little gravity A gazillion stars within a galaxy A little Space A little black light A little dark room A little sunlight A little shiny moon Dream what their really made of *2 Dream you could do it It could work if you try I started to pursue my dreams I had to wave a flag down I had to go and put my foot on some solid ground I done seen my nightmares turn to day dreams Took the time to watch as the stars would glisten A little spark of magic Would have us all wishing Dream what their really made of *2 A little space A little gravity A gazillion stars within a galaxy A little Space A little black light A little dark room A little sunlight A little shiny moon I dont like private eyes trying to scuff me for my stuff You know the well is deep And to hot for you to touch Instead of a black eye I give you black eyed peas And you can puff grass and say please When I ask Give me my dreams I put them together and call them A team Say that they was the best That you ever seen I was raised out Atlanta I still was a Queen To all of my queens I can tell you what they really made me of The bones the shackles the feet Long warriors but would not suffer defeat Like paper I spread You know I can with a fee Female Red bone known for rolling them stones In the streets A little space A little gravity A gazillion stars within a galaxy A little Space A little black light A little dark room A little sunlight A little shiny moon Dream what their really made of *2
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