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We Come In Piece.
02:30
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Welcomed by strangers in a new land
From away…
From afar…
Guided by the stars…
we come in peace.
I mean pieces.
Carrying traumas, and baggage packed from generations of oppression
All fleeing old worlds or extending the reach of them…
Persecuted for religious beliefs or planting the flags in the names of their leaders Gods, and all to attain sweet Freedom and Wealth.
From old lands, ideas and ways
To be kings and to be queens like they were to them
To a new land of promised dreams
On land of broken trust and blood.
All to be who they wish to become…
From their mother and father lands to become…
From Potatoes.
From taxes.
From pains.
To come in pieces…
“You Come In Peace?”
Greeted with opened arms
“We welcome you dear strangers…”
Have you ever overstayed your welcome at a friends or families house?
Have you?
Like Pirate Ships with skull and bones
They planted seeds in your sweet home…
They come in peace…
They come in pieces.
“Take us to your leaders, we’ll make deals, give you blankets, give you God, give you civilization, give you our word!”
“But you said…”
“Of course we did, but those are only words…”
Sticks and stones will break your bones and words will bond you for us.
Tricked by sugars, alcohols, and promises of freedom from our pains…
Like letting Dracula into your home, freely he roams….
Sucking the life blood from your motherland and family dry.
All Hallow’s Eve was last month, but every day is death and taxes.
Hurt people hurt people…
But this… This was inhumane.
Scalps and cottons, an alien world was subdued and trampled
Landscaped, divided, torn apart…
And the people…
What people?
The only people here were the ones who discovered it, cut it into pieces, fought over its resources, and claimed it as their own.
We come in piece.
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Right Now! (D.M. Mix)
02:13
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Atiim V1:
Enslaving humans...
The family tree...
Disrupt the system,
Ripples time and space to me...
Guns and violence!
Macro Micro y'all!
Rage N' Anger,
Ignorance affects us all...
I see your beauty.
Let's flip the page.
Bureaucratic static
Magic leads the way...
World wide madness.
Pandemic life...
Choose your ending...
What's feeling right?
Jaswho V2:
Starving is...
Rising is…
Levels of…
Poverty…
Money is…
Flowing is…
Keeping them…
Running free…
Poisoning…
Positive…
Solutions…
Contemplate...
Escalate…
Activate…
Conclusions…
Peace will end…
Chorus:
Right Now!
Pieces break to pieces…
Right Now!
Super-Hero speeches…
Right Now!
Wars of countless victims…
Right Now!
Violent Extinctions...
Right Now!
Pieces break to pieces…
Right Now!
Super-Hero speeches…
Right Now!
Wars of countless victims…
Right Now!
Violent Extinctions...
Outro: Drums and Clava
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3. |
The Sky Has Fallen
01:59
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From clay to sun these bones were cast to form your buildings with brick.
From ships to chains & whips 2.4 million of my ancestors sustained sharks on the middle passageway.
Those unfortunate souls who survived the disease-ridden ocean of piss, vomit, rape, and confusion
were sold like horses or cattle alongside other merchant goods...
My Red great-great-great-great grandparents were cleared like brush to build your plantations.
The fields are stained with my African ancestors' blood...
Overseers become officers.
Masters become Banks, Bosses, and Judges.
Chains become jails, debts, and ghettos.
All a trap is this and that.
They “do no more than you let them do.”
Firsts the Native, then the Black, then this sky falls on you.
I am Black like the night and the stars shine through.
I am Red like the brick that you walk on too.
I am a reflection of my ancestors and that of you...
As my genes are of trauma, and my hands are calloused
I’ve clung to the noose of injustice for a breath, and...
I can’t BREATH!
Have you ever sat up straight with the fear of death inside you when a cop car gets behind you or they pull you over blind you?
Have you ever been belittled in a courtroom for a ticket that was bogus from the start when you entered pattered heart?
Have you ever felt discomfort from the clenching purses, car doors locking, eyes in store they follow me, or they cross the street even though I’m dressed to kill professionally?
Then you’ll never understand below the surface of this skin, degrees, ancestry where from I come or hope to be
for my brick and mortar family tree you’ve hung me from.
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Verse: 3
10sec: Thomas Jefferson said life and liberty too,
But how does that mix
With the thing we pursue?
In a maze trying to find a better way to live.
Like a dog chasing its tail
But when does it give?
Dealing with overseers,
Egotistical men.
Paying chump change for
the back I break and I bend.
Only giving up the minimum to people who work.
So a corner job's
tempting even though it's in dirt.
It’s a shame,
How this game got us living a lie.
I aspire to live higher
And do more than get by.
So I have to keep two jobs to make it ahead,
Cause’ a man can’t live on only water and bread.
If I want to have material and lavish things
Midnight candles burn and the crickets sing.
Two suns pass by like the days don’t end,
For a piece of the pie, I’m gon’ do it again.
I won’t pretend that I don’t want money to spare
If I had it, I could be almost anywhere
Living life with my liberty and doing my thing.
Happiness is equivalent to freedom’s ring.
Happiness isn’t money it’s what money provides
Some come from the green, but still aren’t satisfied.
In somebody else’s pocket
Under control and stress
So they’d rather flap or fall to leave duress.
Most don’t really have it, even though it may seem…
Credit cards keep em’ slave to their brand new things.
Some don’t front they only de al with boulevard cream
And the street life liberty's their only routine.
Gamblers take chances with the shake of roll
Hookers hook for a buck in the midnight stroll
Players play the field looking for an ‘okie-doak’
And the rest get caught up for a hit of the blow.
Some wait for the opportunity to come
Others chase their goals until their days are done
Round the clock at the bottom of this pyramid.
Living life in pursuit, that’s just the way that it is.
On a routine slaves wake up to the sun,
Working from 9-5 and then 6 to one…
Looking for way out of this ignorant bliss
Broken spirits shatter like glass pursuing happiness…
Chorus:
In pursuit of happiness…, So nobody's home.
They’re outside on a corner doing right from a wrong…
Counting every single second like it might be their last…
Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.
In pursuit of happiness…, So nobody's home.
Everybody’s looking for it, so they’re all in the zone;
looking for chrome, and lavish thangs’, a picket fence American Dream.
(with) Schemes and plots, but it hangs on string.
And “they” dangle it in front of you on a stick with a bet…
If you really want it baby you gon’ have to go fetch…
In pursuit of happiness, so nobody's home.
They're outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
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5. |
Kava March (D.M. Mix)
01:34
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...Right from wrong…
Ice cold - So bold
Concrete made me
Jungle in the desert of the Beast - It’s crazy!
Hazy like a fire in the country with the wine…
It’s a shake up when you wake up in this life and time.
Sign here! - Accept the rules of the game.
When the bombs drop… Conquering the world with your name.
Fame is irrelevant. - Breathing is a task.
Ice cream from the top - In the castle getting cash.
It’s an IOU - Fuck the paper give me gold.
I’m gon’ back my crew…When the time's right…GO!
Grown up in the belly… It’s a feast my dude.
I’m an Oak-town original - The coop I flew.
A lover & A fighter… I’m a spook by the door.
Inside outsider I’m a seed at the core.
Clapping for the Kava. Chanting “Great Spirit!”
It’s the truth I spit…
You can hug it - You can fear it.
It’s the truth I spit…
You can hug it - You can fear it.
It’s the truth I spit…
You can hug it - You can fear it.
(lyrics end at 51 seconds)
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Life ain’t a game when I wake up in the morning time.
Is it mourning time?
Did we mourn his mind? Or his body, what he left behind?
I’m dotting mine and I’m crossing mine.
Make the sign of the time if I fall behind….
Get up off my knees I can’t press rewind.
Fast forward ain’t an option so I mind my rhymes.
Put it all together. Simple. It ain’t hard to find.
Just a 'Can of Wormz' baby and I’m back on the grind...
I’ve lost my money and I’ve lost my mind.
But my heart still ticks and it’s you I find?
Damn girl you’re fine, and you’re right on time.
Life ain’t a barrel of monkeys, but if it were….
It’d be the see none, speak none, hear none,
Be none of the above…
Because Life Ain’t A Game, girl it’s all about love.
Chorus:
If Life Ain’t Livin’
Then Love Ain’t Lovin’
Your friends ain’t friendly
And Bloods Ain’t Cousins
Repeat 7x’s
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Destiny Manifest
03:25
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We CAME from CA to ME
Seeking less stress
more for less
A chance to enhance this opportunity to nest
Grow roots on our Oak-tree near Spruces and Pines
A star to reflect how we both are aligned
A reprieve from the hamster wheels of nickels and dimes
From the Silicon Valley that was flooded with crimes
The gun points and tip toes of walking the lines
A safe passage to freedoms that lived only in our minds
To inhale fresh air without smoke from the vines
A leap of faith into this unknown the beautiful divine
From tragedy riddled streets as we choked in our primes
The greed, drought and illnesses all signs of a time
It was time.
C A sky full of birds and an ocean Lobster boats
to M E E T home
Welcomed from the Golden Gate
To vacationland we needed a break from the overstimulation of noises and perpetual maidens and Peter Pans.
We paid Attention too much without a return on our investments and set our sights on the land of this lands original people’s
From the Ohlone to the Wabanaki
From the Spanish Presidios, greedy gold rushes, and great migrants back to the trickery of the French & British colonization
We returned with similar hopes to attain life, liberty and the pursuit of prosperity, property, and happiness
From our union we planted a beautiful seed of hope with new ideas and a new generation, a new Mainer
Born into a lineage of educators, scientists, social workers, warriors, activists, change and freedom makers, sailors, and people who move mountains with faith…
We CAME from California to Maine and brought all of our ancestors along from their various journeys
from Sea to shining Sea and back again…
from the blood shed of innocence and ignorance to
the place strangers were once welcomed before
they spread like cancer
OR COVID-19
Seeking a better life like so many more before us
To find our path along the tracks that led so many to freedom
To reinvent ourselves in the Whitest state that once purged itself of color
after crafting merchant ships for enslavement to now trolling the bottoms for its greatest export
Like the native lands in between,
Woodie Guthrie lied…
This land was and is Wabanaki
To acknowledge that alone is not enough
Lights, Camera…
Action is what we need.
We CAME from CA to ME
To write a new chapter
To right old wrongs
Full circle
On our Destiny Manifest
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