1. |
Resources
02:53
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Verse I
Swiss chocolates
Dutch diamonds
The water is rising on the island
My smartphone from Congo
Follow the resource to the source to get yours
Tomatoes from Italy, sharecropped so prettily
Undocumented mystery
Return to the plantation
Conditioned with patience
Thugs in the making souls are braking
What would you do if it was death you were facing, on the daily?
Fuck you pay me
Engineers and doctors cleaning offices at night
Would they be better off if they were white?
I don't understand how can you be so polite?
It's like being stuck in a dream, losing your sight
You are humble and strive with pride
I wish I had the power to shine such light
Not to romanticize your struggles
We all know the pot is boiling hot when it bubbles
I'm here to cause this imperialist system some troubles
Chorus I.
3x From the shores on the ground, we want peace
From the shores on the ground, we want peace
From the shores on the ground, we want peace
Safe and sound share a piece, let us free
Now now now now now now now now
Verse II
In the midst of bureaucracy, we try to find a piece of democracy
While the government is plotting another robbery
and the rich stack chips so cowardly
I'm dying of thirst, and you know that it hurts
You take me to the water but don't help me to drink
Staring into my face waiting for it to sink
Our people are our resource
Following our resources
Our people are godly
Resistance everywhere Maji Maji
Oh, I know I'm in danger
I can't trust a stranger
not even my neighbor
Oh, I know I'm in danger
I can't trust a stranger
not even my neighbor
They is chasing the paper
As we all do since the bills fall through
Strip us all nude like its autumn
A tree must be a tree
Like when Malcolm explained how his coffee was weakened with cream
and that integration was never the dream
Chorus II
3xFrom the shores on the ground, we want peace
From the shores on the ground, we want peace
From the shores on the ground, we want peace
Safe and sound share a piece, let us free
Now now now now now now now now
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2. |
Mrs Morrison
01:40
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An unlikely bond
— an encounter
The counterparts I’d like to describe
as followed:
A mind, sharpened by hatred,
Mrs. Morrison had told me ‘bout
A soul conserved by love
to simple of a truth to tell
to hell with it
here she is slamming her head against
the sink
and in the deep south they yell
and wave for protection
I too, did a lil bit of running
destination seems closer now
exhausted
a lil dehydrated maybe
but the eyes are set on the finish line
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3. |
Adequate
01:49
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Verse I
Suit and tie wearing ass motherfuckers
You in the house, why you acting like you love us?
Every chance you get, you niggas cut us
Evan got the audacity to call us brothers
The seed is harvested every season
Stay in the house me and my Negusat’s is leaving
Is we sick? No Toby the house is burning
We the culture we cultivate our learning
I and I the most high I'm serving
You are Immoral like an illegal state on indigenous land
My plan is to explore the continent of the original men
You have exploited murdered and raped
Allah in its physical shape
You corrupt, displace, lie and take
Make no mistake, it displays your devilish ways
Verse II
Gloria, tell me how to heal the pain?
May nothing ever feel the same
Releasing all the hate in vain
Moria, tents drowning in the rain
People dying, it’s insane
May their dignity remain
All Power to the people
I'm very 60's
Make me wanna get my blue rag like a democrat
Ready for the revolution
Do yourself a favor and check the constitutions
Systemic racism in every single institution
Trigger happy killing cops that's their solution
There shall be no slaves
Freedom is a constant struggle
Abolish oppressing systems that can't be reformed
By any means necessary
The organized masses will bring us forward
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4. |
Soulja
02:51
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Verse I
Around 2010 in Southside Germany
GI Iraq Vets
Black with Gang tats throwing up sets
PTSD from inner city survival
Your Eyes only read dollar signs
As if dead presidents wrote the bible
Blasphemy is you with a rifle
War in the sand who is your rival
I don't want a chain
I don't want a whip
Who's the one to talk to?
We finished of the script
I need food
I need shelter
I need knowledge
Free the most marginalized and liberate us all
Yeah, liberate us all
Chorus I.
War all these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want war
All these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want war
All my niggas want
all these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want War
All these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want
Verse II
Slaughter us in the street
We all we need
The evidence clear
It's the white man doing all the killing here
I'm a buffalo and have a spear in my back
I'm a walking target and they can't wait till I wrack
A runaway slave
Counting his days
Left in the maze
Until it's flooded by waves
Will he get on his belly and try to swim in the drought
Or will he never get to prophecies his faith
Won't waist my energy trying to understand why they hate me
I'm exercising my right to live while they are sending niggas to break me
And lately it's become harder to be around my pears
It's easy to hang us all once one smells the fear
It's the white man doing all killing
Out here!
The force is necessary
My freedom lies beneath the earth
Dead bodies buried on a cemetery
I'm in my mid-twenties willing to fight
Unshackle me in a hurry even if that means death tonight
There is beauty in the struggle
My people show me their light
All Power to those who rose from the concrete of this plight
Chorus II.
War all these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want war
All these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want war
All my niggas want
all these niggas want
All these niggas want
All these niggas want War
All these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want
all these niggas want war
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5. |
Métis
01:28
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Verse I
On a rainy day
On my knees to pray
I don't play like
Cassius Clay
Change my name
Like a free gon’ slave
We in this race
Hi Mr. Douglas
I'm Uncle Ruckus
From the generation
Of children that got their butt whipped
Good care and loving
Is something else I assume
Bell Hook's is it true?
We in depth with the blues
In search for the clues
Break down the news
Don't shoot the messenger
There was a paper bag test
And I became a texturist
Don't be offended
Straighten it, calm it, bend it
I'm the type of revolutionary
That only praises
Angela Davis
I'm a LAMP - lightskin ambiguous mixed person
Spiritual death
I take my last breath
When the Katana puts me to rest
And life leaves my chest
Did I give it my best?
Did I manage my quest?
Did I fear every test?
Or was it only for press?
Leave behind a mess
The sinner is blessed
Couldn't handle stress
Lonely and depressed
The god MC at its best
Unlock the chains of my heart
We've grown too far apart
You dragged me in front of a court
To feel the blade of the Lord
Unafraid of the unknown
Behead the king
Destroy the throne
Ego death empathy
Let life become your symphony
Outro
Let them talk
yeah, we still ain't the same
Let them talk
yeah, we still ain't the same
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6. |
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Verse I
Do or die
Mothers cry I don't lie, unify
It ain't a game out here, too much pain and fear
Headlights beaming like we bout to kill a dear
and ain't nobody vegan Last year I picked up the lost art of reading got clean, defeated my demons Freedom means breathing,
creating chances for your semen
I got friends, that got weak bones who aren't always my friends I got enemies, that sometimes want the same things as me
Bottom of the ninth, center field line drive, better dive with a slide catch it and be safe, my nigga
Where I stay, I feel disgrace my nigga
not too long ago they tried to erase a whole race my nigga
today they are telling me stay in your place the judge is out to make a case my nigga
Living with contradictions and consequences
of jurisdiction already in middle school teachers are making predictions of who is going to jail.
Chorus I.
Finding yourself Promising wealth River of health Flow and prevail
get up, walk the steps of your path get up, don’t hold on to the past
Verse II
30 thousand feet above my problems at the bottom I was caught before I hit the deck
Disconnecting numbers, I'm on flight mode
niggas stand for nothing, fall like autumn
If you want it then we got it, I'm in exile like Asata
This a liberation for the next generation Need to raise up the elevation high
Uh, tryna catch my breath
Had to outrun all these doubts that they projected on me yes You’re playing checkers this is chess
my nigga check it this the end
You so possessive with your ego
how you ever make a man’s
Go say you wrong
Go play the fence
Go play yourself
I pay my rent
my bills is due
I say again
my body bruised the pain intends
Chorus II.
Finding yourself Promising wealth River of health Flow and prevail
get up, walk the steps of your path get up, don’t hold on to the past
Verse III
Blood sweat and tears
Deeply invested when I don't want to be here A part of the collective oppression
With my presence, my consumption
The assumption is that everything changes Once I escape the beast
In which I have ate plenty feast
I doubt that that's the truth
The earths and gods I'm with make the proof When we meditate under one roof
The buzzer ringing, why you hitting the snooze
That's okay, we ain't all the same
you get excited when you bring fame to your name Flooding the chains
There must be something cold in your veins
Do you get depressed when it rains
The form of energy
Trees without leaves look like lightning This is sparing season you niggas is fighting Frightened once I get to striking
On my union shit, where are you hiding
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7. |
June 3th
05:01
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Verse I
Love is universal it happens collectively
I don’t want to Inflict pain control means power
I am self-controlled
I am powerful
Pushing boundaries
Without standing on the edge of my life
I am desperately searching for you
Why is hiding so easy?
Why is fear so common?
Why is hating so easy?
Why is pain in all of us?
Love is universal it happens collectively
Verse II
Facing what lies ahead
Facing lies that aren’t visible now
Longing for the future
Makes it impossible to be present
I look between the lines and see nothing
I wonder if the noise will crash
And the haunted spirits loosen a tight grip
The rage within us
The uncontrolled urge to feel anything
A sound of death escapes
The core of a body
While the underground shouts we want to party
At the beat of many hearts
We are in search of our rhythm
Only to find ourselves standing in the dark
Loneliness and self-destruction in a collective of narcissists
What is to gain and who is to sleep with
A toxic venom makes its way through the city
A piece in the darkness that is pretty is when you are here for me
When nothing is real
When death doesn’t occur
The noise doesn’t exist
And love never happened
Outro
Love is universal it happens collectively
Love happens collectively
Love is love is love is
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Chorus I.
At the speed of light
I couldn't sleep at night
Something wasn't right
Voices in my head sounded so bright
Jumping out a plane, I don't need a kite
Didn't take much to get on this flight
Is this all to life or just my blindside
In the limelight
When it's prom night
Get the signs right
Our last time in the flesh God
May you rest in peace and your soul rise
Got you in my spirit
Immortality
Push it to the limit
Another day in this process of healing I express my feelings
Verse I
Picture you rolling
Remember you holding it down
Providing for me
I carry a crown
A vessel that enlightened
A key to locks that set me free
Build opportunities to be
Lift me up
Love me good
More life, more hood
Bigger fire more wood
You are not alone we are connected forever
Striving for greatness you made me better
You made me better
Verse II
I'm just a reflection of you
Ain't it magnificent my nigga
what connection could do
Learn and unlearn
Sharing concerns
You my reminder
Taught me all the lessons of life
You my real Donda
Divide and conquer
You told me I am stronger
On a mission that these niggas never thought of
So often in life you meet a real one
Because of you I never stopped, and I don’t fear none
I never really said it to your face so,
I figured that a song is a good place
Aye, aye
I never really said it to your face so,
I figured that this song is a good place
Chorus II.
At the speed of light
I couldn't sleep at night
Something wasn't right
Voices in my head sounded so bright
Jumping out a plane I don't need a kite
Didn't take much to get on this flight
Is this all to life or just my blindside
In the limelight
When it's prom night
Get the signs right
Our last time in the flesh God
May you rest in peace and your soul rise
Got you in my spirit
Immortality
Push it to the limit
Another day in this process of healing
I express my feelings
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9. |
at the End
02:37
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Verse I
We make what isn’t
I wasn’t able to deal with it
I couldn’t hear what was happening
I had needs and I know so did you
Letting us coexist
Might have been the best decision
The only healthy way to go about our lives
Now we are distant and spread in different locations
For a cause we are able to connect
We find together in the most odd situations
In search for comfort and peace
One decides to leave
The grief and hurt feels like a lasting stain
Until I unwrap the drama and get to the core of my pain
No one can save me from my wrongs
It lies within me to make that decision
Pain has a steady position
in the history of my family
I analyze my triggers for aggression
and work through them
Often, I hear „you are cold-hearted“
as a child, I thought that's what a male adult represented
A cold-hearted soldier.
Sexuality within my relationships tend to be difficult
The fear of failure can make me crumble,
take my words and steal my breath.
In that situation, I feel cornered and start using
verbal violence to keep the facade of a strong man,
My insecurities come from a painful sexual past of misunderstandings,
which do not erase my accountability.
The more I get to understand liberation
the clearer I see a changing narrative of a man.
Verse II
Getting sober
We are here for a reason
I'm an addict for weed
I'm an addict for liquor
I'm an addict for love
I'm asking Allah, please guide me past my demons
It’s difficult not to call you when it's the weekend
I am soaked in sweat
my diet needs an adjustment,
too much sugar and grease
my lungs are burning and screaming your name
On demand
don’t hurt yourself
on demand
you know better
on demand
I want freedom
on demand
it is your duty
on demand
where are you now
Verse III
I Have three black hearts tattooed on my body
My mother gave birth to three, we all have different fathers
My long kept family secret, the once who judged were many and twisted
In a hateful moment, my father told me
that he wouldn’t have children by a black woman
because of the struggles he experienced
with his blackness
He was the biological father to me and two daughters
We all have different mothers
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10. |
Mothers Mother
02:26
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Verse I
Running in circles
Chasing the purple
Formula like Prince
Light skinned like Prince
Can't trust my kin like it's the Haitian revolution
Screaming fuck the cops
We need a bunch of revolutions
I got privileges dark skinned
sisters and brothers ain't got
Europe does to niggas what fame did to X and PAC
Swallow my insecurities
They only try to choke me
Like Hamburg hospital securities
Rest in peace William Tonou Mbobda
Never do I wanna kill another rapper
I want to kill the oppressor in me
Black capitalism ain't shit
In fact, it makes me sick
Corporate companies bought into my clique
I went bananas and split
There is a thin line from being inspired and mimicking
I understand how toxic masculine I have been
Today I'm dealing with deconstructing the pattern of patriarchy
That weighs heavy on me
I was at the bottom kicking down
Telling myself I'm a real man
Lift one up give her the crown
Found I acting like a clown
Systematic evil
The individual before the collective
Being for love takes practice
Chorus I.
Beautiful
My beautiful people
Beautiful
My beautiful people
Beautiful
Verse II
The Color of uncertainty I wear it all the time
I return only to find what is left of mine
I would like to think that I have lost the interest of ownership
but that’s not true
I care for dignity and pride
anxious with my dreams
I can taste the fruits of my labor
Too often I’m reminded of my color
Too often I'm uncertain of security and insurance
Both become a state that I'm unfamiliar with
When I think I want to be integrated and socialized
in their ways something inside me dies
Oppress or be uncertain I oppress for so little
a pad on the shoulder
You have done well, we need more of you
Uncertain, uneducated, unaware black people
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