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Sunny mornings
Our granny's calling 
Eating breakfast on the lawn
Running to our uncle's farm
Up to the barn

The smell of roses
Down by the ocean

so wise, sorry I made you cry
By bringing all that drama in our lives
Sorry you took the time just to drive all the way to West
Bumbafuq just to see ya

I Remember

Jungle Brothers

V.I.P.

2000

wouldn't let loose
There right before our eyes hip-hop was produced
The fire kept on burnin like a doggie in heat
You couldn't help to feel the flavor as you

something about greed
It’s the root of negativity
Fill your pockets up with cash better watch your back
One day the man might come around
And turn those

the statues supposed to be in our names?
Weren't we supposed to grow to be great?
We saw this
"We're all doomed if we aren't cautious"
You promised and I

Sorry we don’t buy it, any more (any more)
the things that they were trying, to our land, to our home,
they want to hide and kill our Green Nation,

kind
Spirituality is born anew
At the roots of our society
The ego is long gone
We will have set it free

Can you picture what will be
Tomorrow for you

Lo, how a Rose up springing 
On tender root has grown:
A Rose by prophet's singing
To all the world made known.
The Rose midst winter's cold,

Tennessee

We jerked our guns, and he fell with a thud

And I got away on the Tennessee stud



The Tennessee stud was long and lean

The color of the sun

Los Desaparecidos

Little Steven & the Disciples of Soul

Voice of America

1984

desaparecido
I taste your blood in the roots of this land
Where have you gone desaparecido
Mi querido, only yesterday I held your hand

There's a dark road

in all its majesty this wasteland once called earth
from green to grey to black, extinguished by the hands of the nephilim

the homestead

we're told
By a hoard of hoarding cowards in their towers
But we
Will rise up
Beneath the soles of their feet
We'll uproot them
Sever stamen, crush seed

to the floor

Don't you know what I mean
Pushed down but barely unseen
Your voice is drowned
By the sound
Of the falling of leaves
The pictures of our life
Just

as our roots stretch out across the forest floor

I’ll gather sticks you grab a rope
And by the river we will build a home where we can live so wild

and alone as our roots stretch out across the forest floor 

I'll gather sticks you grab a rope
cnd by the river we will build a home where we can live so

talking smack and they always gonna hate now[00:23.46]If they get in our face, we let them get down and stay down[00:27.34]I chuckin' them the deuce

as our roots stretch out across the forest floor

I'll gather sticks you grab a rope
And by the river we will build a home where we can live so wild

chest
Lasers are often followed
By detonations
c stinging sensation that ends

In the mountains
Where all is black and dark
We painted on our chest
We

Dead Street Scrolls

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

and gold, too many followers and no leaders
We in the time, the young souls need us, to be our brother's keeper
It's Abel and Kain, way before labels and fame

smell the venom in the air
Venison vendettas sad when they near and deer
Scenic route to the roots took control had to steer
Through the soul of the black

in hand

Under the sun, the sand beneath our feet
In this blissful haven, life feels complete
The rhythm of our love, a sweet serenade
In every note,

Hustle all we do here
Tryna make shake 'til it's popping like a root beer
Made this in a leap year, next year I'll be nuclear
Hella highfalutin', hot

Aquemini

OutKast

Aquemini [Clean]

1998

green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no

Aquemini [Album Version]

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no