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He is just a Caribbean Man, Every day trying to get,your attention 
Hoping it will change…. his situation, but nothing ever change… he is forgotten

became key to human survival
the planting and harvesting of crops and other seasonal activities
Associated with food production were central to these

while some still missing
No food no water and they loose everything

In this time we living in (Living in)
It is the signs of the time
Signs of the end,

foods, got the soul slaved PACSEEDThree on your itinerary
My songs Benghazi, even death don't scare me All that glitters Is not gold
Dear society, there's

better off if they don't teach you HOW rain works, but rather where and when and if it's gonna end

And we're so close to the islands
It's the Caribbean

spouting lies furthering their crimes
Repeating lies every time they open their mouths
Cuz they made society their liars
All you stupid motherfuckers
Still

arepas de la abuela, our post-colon  
art of resistance? can't the deep structure of 
our food be how we were never kings, in the 
flavor of our needs, in

(yeah)
There's not enough food on my plate (yeah)
Give me a reason to pray (yeah)
Creator just let us go cray (yeah)
I can't remember my name (yeah)

Permaculture Jah
Our people gather around the fire
Singing our prayers to Jah
We planting mama Gaia
And she's giving us the crops
We're teaching our children

Riding to the beach on my bicycle
Riding past the homeless and the poor people
I can’t escape from living in this capital
Society that’s dying

product of society, I'm dyin' see
But it's from a sick mind, so spit another sick line

I live hip hop to free my mind
Every rhyme reminds me of the first

esperanza de prosperidad

Pesticide fertilization, poison food enriched with shame
Petro-gas dynamization
Broken all our links with the natural world

forreal
I've never been comfortable in my body
I've never admired my body
And thanked her for serving me in more ways than one

I allowed society
Really