“Self reflection should never be confused with who ever is looking at you” Yyyyeeeeeeesssss

this got deep really quick...

This song opend my eyes and is still part of my new path. This version is the best version of this song.

"I should've left you where I saw you!" Preach it!!!

@chelseaamangoua3273

7 жыл бұрын

Siphiwe Mdlalose where are the liessssss

I hate to say it but when it first started I was judgmental. I am glad I gave it a small chance to hear such a pure expression of ones self in the form of art/music. Thank you.

Clearly I need to stop watching these while I'm at my desk at work. It's nothing but non stop chills, self reflection and always an urge to shed some tears due to self-realization. I really wish ya would finally come to Atlanta

I still come back to this one often

im not usually into this kind of music but this is absolutely beautiful. I could feel the passion in her heart. I love it

Tank is the truth. Every time she performs I fall in love with her music all over again. What a gifted women.

Love Tank & the Bangas...so proud of all of them. Stand up New Orleans!

@chloevillarreal9003

4 жыл бұрын

It seems as though everything good comes from New Orleans. Check out Paul Meany

This just left me naked and exposed 🙌🏾 damn Tank

This is my favorite version of the song that is on KZread, energy is off the hook, and I like the settle changes in the songs that make it more hype

@heregoesfranklin5962

2 жыл бұрын

This is my second favorite. My first is the one where she’s wearing the army fatigue jacket. (I listen to several different versions of this song like it’s an album twice a year lol)

Mind blown, didn't think the song could be better then, they were like "hold my beer" and came back with this gem.

I want this version to be on Apple Music or something cause 😮‍💨🔥🔥🔥

Most times ... it's not our fault ....... if we know who we are, and live a life of kindness and compassion. But we can all be fooled. Trust your intuition and heart.

Tank! I love your hair...

Which infernal lab fused Jill Scott's DNA with Erykah Badu's? WOW!

I'm crushing on Jellie so hard just call me peanut butter 😍😍😍

This don't happen in Target

@almaguillot8597

7 жыл бұрын

haha!

@portiavanlong2719

6 жыл бұрын

lmbo

@chloevillarreal9003

5 жыл бұрын

LMFAOOOOOO

@ltd5190

5 жыл бұрын

Ahahaha...red carpet treatment!

That DAMN FLUTE CMON !!

TANK YOU ARE SO beau·ti·ful INSIDE AND OUT

Such a beautiful portrayal of what so many women go through. This shit needs to be spread wide cos it's art man. It's emotion and experience and pain and pleasure. It's art. Beautiful.

Haven't seen something this beautiful in such a long time. PURE ART!

This melody is amazing

My life story so eloquently put. Tank has an uncanny ability to turn something so painful into something so beautiful. What a way to transcend hurt

Real!!

I loved what they created here. It's even better than the album's version.

I just fell in love with them again. I NEED THIS version of THIS SONG!

@etrwilliams

7 жыл бұрын

The way she rides the beat at times....man.

I NEVER HAD SO MANY BODY CHILLS AND EARGASMS IN ONE SITTING IN MY LIFE! BACK TO BACK EVERY 30 SECONDS I HAD CHILLS RUN FROM MY FOREHEAD ,THROUGH MY ARMS, CHEST,, LEGS AND TOES! WOWOWOWOWOWOOWW THANK YOU TANK AND THE BANGAZ THERE IS NONE LIKE YOU NEVER WILL | BE NEVER WAS! No one can explain them other the three letters G O D. You go guys! You freaking GO ! and share the gospel through this AMAZING music

💚🎶💚🎶💚

ooh the poetry wow

Best version ever

excellent.well done.very rare group.

that's pure

I come here everyday

Ooh!

Just beautiful

Fire !!!!!!!

Best group in New Orleans & why aren't they closing Jazzfest on last Sunday yet ???

Oh god!

Omg so good

so fun

Jellyyy

Every song they make together is so niiice.... Does anyone know who composes the songs?? :)

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE NIGGA!!!!!

Chords from the first part???...pleaseee

joli

HAIR

Attention Walmart Shoppers! Everything in the entire store is free But everything in the store is also damaged Please shop at your own risk. So I guess you can say I kinda knew what I was buying I saw you in aisle four Damn, you were everything broken and beautiful. And I just knew that you would Go so well with the furniture in my heart Now I didn't read your warning labe I knew you had a piece... missing. And hazardous things I could swallow like, my pride But I was okay, you were on sale! And you were stunning I could already see you matching with the art and my heart The painting of the mind in my living room, The tile would match so well with your skin I could see myself throwing out that old couch Me and my ex used to sit on You would fit so perfectly in his place I was ready to make space. For you. As I strolled through the walkway, I could hear pieces of your honesty drop on the floor I kept walking, I overheard your voice on another aisle That led me know you were communicating with someone else, So I guess we not communicating. I often wondered how so many pieces of you were missing Yet you were just heavy as the first day I picked you up off that shelf I think it's because when I picked you up I think it's because when I picked you up I put down myself I often wondered, I wondered How I could allow the same person that made me feel like I was invincible, To treat me like I was invisible I was so vulnerable in your aisle four Willing to buy your damaged merchandise Just to claim that you're mine and your mine alone, You're broken and beautiful, torn painting and Here I am making sure I am beautiful enough border just to frame it I need to go back to aisle four There's a piece of this mirror that my mama gave me I think I left it and picked up you Self-reflection should never be confused with who is looking at you I should have left you where I saw you But who was I to judge the store in which I was shopping, So should I shun the customer or what she was buying I walked up to your register As I was about to check you out, The cashier was your brother, He told me of all your shit, Told me I couldn't exchange you for anotha, So I'm sorry, it's my fault I walked into your Walmart Full of explosives, half --, and torn notebooks I put my money on the counter and I believe I purchased a beautiful sad storm I thank God, I thank God, I thank God that I kept my receipt. Walmart and Kmart would happen to us, missing your heartbeat Yeah she took your trust, Receipts keep coming needed your love boy, But you got a crack in your heart pot, heart pot

. . . or Dollar Tree.