paroles de chanson Seeds (feat. Mick Jenkins & Psalm One) - Time feat. Mick Jenkins & Psalm One

We came from the dirt
Standing tall as the trees
They tried to bury us
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no
They didn't know that we were seeds
They tried to bury us
They didn′t know that we were seeds

We came from the dirt
Standing tall as the trees
They tried to bury us
They didn't know that we were seeds, no
They didn't know that we were seeds
They didn′t know that we were seeds
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no

There's no justice on stolen land
The POTUS is a soulless man
This is for Jara′s swollen hands
No colonizer could own this land

So give it back to the Cheyenne clan, Arapaho land to the Ute golden sands
This is deeper than secrets that Snowden had, I'm dead and alive like Schrodinger′s cat
I never put my city on no road or map, 'cause racists already did that
Just want justice for Sand Creek and to give Standing Rock their land back

This is for my friend Jeanette Vizguerra, no gods, no masters, no fronteras
Families belong together, no more deaths, no banderas
How can you concentrate when kids are in concentration camps I can′t relate
I try to contemplate, the power documentation has, I'm anti-state

Borders are scars on the earth, protected by capital what's your worth?
They militarize to protect their turf, the cartel sell so you smoke your herb
We coup their countries then build a wall, we poison their lands then siphon it off
Abolish ice, free the children and all, when we all come together we frighten them off

Knowledge of self is self defense but what′s a border but a bloody fence
What′s a treaty but a word for theft, what's a seed? It′s anti death
They tried to rip out our roots and burn us like weeds, they didn't see our fruits, can′t kill the truth
Blood like water, life we bleed, they tried to bury us, didn't know we were seeds
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no
They didn't know that we were seeds

Fuck, they mobbin' through the lobby
Wu said Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Hussein Hitler MAGA with a bounty
American Tragedy I got the man on me

Girl it don′t matter you black or you brown
We all from Africa, shut that shit down
You actin′ like they ain't gon′ come for the poor and the weak
Or the leaders that's putting in work the streets

Okay
My people gon′ learn one day
Hopefully it ain't too late
Catch me in the field with a couple renegades
I ain′t never gon' change
No way

How they finna shut us up?
We better learn the law we better uppercut
We gotta bob and weave we got mouths to feed
When they build them walls, you gon' know how to FLEE?

Okay
Now let me get this straight bitch
My life don′t matter, got kids in cages
Right price, my data get flipped for racists
On Facebook? Is you faking me?
Yeah they hating me ′cause I blow the whistle

Don't gotta clear shit up hoe you know it′s Cristalle
I'm militant plus I′m educated
Got my cash up, no assimilation
And I'm mad as fuck but tryna spread the love

Met Mick Jenkins got my water up
Met Time then we got to spreading seed
This pedigree ain′t never followed sheep
So call me when you done snoozin'
Plenty die but we done losin'
If we ain′t plottin′ what the fuck we doin'?
These seeds growin′ and we feed the movement

We came from the dirt
Standing tall as the trees
They tried to bury us
They didn't know that we were seeds, no
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no
They tried to bury us
They didn't know that we were seeds

We came from the dirt
Standing tall as the trees
They tried to bury us
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no
They didn't know that we were seeds, no
They didn't know that we were seeds, no
They didn′t know that we were seeds, no
They tried to bury us