[Jessica Care Moore] Global warming between my legs, screams against the waves Gave birth to thirteen daughters, so now we never run out of water My skin layered in diamonds and sage Left alone and confused, forces enslaved by days Time keeps on whorin us Ghetto saviors can't keep ignorin us Flowers and flames, flutes from her fingers Rifles pointed from her sac or was it simply a bag of sticks and stones Either way, she wore a compass on her head Rains don't stop the grass from turnin red Her hair was half perm, half dread We gave up walking in a past-life and so we dance Arms wrapped around my breath and choked me back to life A new world wife, reflecting the sun and rolling dice Symbol of the drama yet to come - too late to run Time travelling was late Watching was a blind man's mistake All his assets melted right in front of his face His right leg drabbed with demon paste Shoes stayed angel laced Never count your blessings with haste Even a prophet can catch a case Didn't realize how sweet the future might taste Telepathically cutting through mental gates Words were weapons against their hate Shepherds search for stars in her hair Her chest grew fermented like yeast She broke her body like aged bread He gave her truth from all the books he'd read She wrote her poems inside the mud Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future Named their boys and spit truth inside his mouth Read warm prophet, writing twisted scriptures inside her belly Resurrected from bones and dirt She made hard niggaz smile Left her seeds inside the Earth Gave hustlers and killers life's worth This is the life we chose, remember who was here first Find a reason why you curse Gold rushed tongues by dreams too loose Sporting electronic nooses Hoeing humanity love-ticks over lust Despite the damage to destiny you can't take the best of me In God We Still TrustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
