S.K. Winter-Yat - We Were Seeds

How do I end a cycle?
How do you end a life though?
How do you pretend I'm psycho?
Cause the media paints a picture in your mind?
Oh, nevermind
I'm so-ber and so fucking fly
That it's the only way I'm in disguise (in the skies)
Indigenous, and I don't hide
What's a native outta their mind?
Latino or Hispanic,
Don't panic, goddamn it
Got thoughts rotating like the planet,
and it causes so much anguish, fuck
It's like-- this is what coulda been,
Nah, nah...it's more like, this is what shoulda been
We shoulda been this or that,
Autonomous on this whole land,
Go back in time and missile lands with an abysmal plan
This is official land for indigenous man, woman, and child
My Peaceful family now,
Africa, Middle East and Asia now
We're greeting you with open arms
The rest of y'all we greeting you with loaded arms
We loading bombs,
We only folding arms when we notice y'alls be acting right
start acting right so don't get clapped tonight, night
Unity's in the balance,
They tried to bury us,
Yeah, they tried to bury us,
They tried to bury us, but they ain't know we was seeds
They gonna bury me,
Yeah they gonna bury me, and when they bury me I'll flow eternally
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I rep for the people (what, what!)
I embody good and evil, so shut the fuck up!
No, I ain't taking no sides
No, I ain't taking no bribes
No, ain't faking no vibes
Cause You can't fake that
I still gotta soul and you can't take that, take that, not even Diddy
Not even city, New York not even gritty
Who thought we'd get pushed out again?
Looks like death is pregnant again
Old style, new child, playing with our time like,
"Oooh, child, look at time! I gotta go!"
So crooked I rhyme like Kings that slaughtered the home, house
In a modern-day Rome, bounce
And holler I own crowns
With the blood of oppressors
I'm a thug with the lectures
I don't give a fuck what you says
I'm an angel reigning above in the heavens
So look at the forecast, else your head's on the floor smashed
Your mass appeal ain't appealing to the masses
Unleashing disasters on a corporation disguised as a nation
A modern-day Moses with flows
That's got frequencies that expose this speech that bleeds through your noses
Let my people go, bitch
Now Here's some tissue, and here's my issue
We in this together so get it together
So we can live in harmony
They tried to bury us,
Yeah, they tried to bury us,
They tried to bury us, but they ain't know we was seeds
They gonna bury me,
Yeah they gonna bury me, and when they bury me I'll flow eternally
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
Once upon a time, you all believed in lies
You opened up your eyes
And witnessed your demise
I hear our children's cries
Once upon a time
Before there was disaster
I heard our children's laughter
I guess, these are my last words,
If you never felt you knew me, I hope this brought us closer
I hope this brought some closure
I hope it's not all over
Once departed no more heartache
Whatever happens to me just know my heart's no longer guarded
They tried to bury us,
Yeah, they tried to bury us,
They tried to bury us, but they ain't know we was seeds
They gonna bury me,
Yeah they gonna bury me, and when they bury me I'll flow eternally
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
I'm Coming Home, I'm Coming Home
See you at the crib, dawg
Peace...

Written by:
ENRIQUE GRIJALVA

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