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Nourishing vascular pulp
Cementum in the gum roots
Dentin sheath yellow bleed cloak
Hard as bone enamel crown

I have your teeth
I own your mouth

down your tools and feel the heartbeat of the prairies
Just cradle me, cradle me, cradle me
Safe in the ground 'neath the sheaths glowing gold

all on my belt
Fallin' to temptations
We stand up as a nation
I got roots to the haitians
I got roots to plantations

Look up at the stars
Don't look

The future, the future the truth
You promised the future 
Then lied on their roots, you lied on their roots

I'm bouta to put the 707 on the map 
This

Frost-locked all the winter,
Seeds, and roots, and stones of fruits,
What shall make their sap ascend
That they may put forth shoots? 
Tips of tender

what's next
Like confidants who don't confess
But still I'm catching you
Cutting and carving my grave into a headboard
Oh lord
You rob me of my sheath

Wounded
Now who you finna be
You really packin
Too much hubris
Now crawl bitch
I take the scenic route
Expose you like a kubrick flick
The root of it
Was

coming
Real shit the root of all sadness is comparison, embarrasing
You look up to your parents and, you try to conquer nigga
Leif Erickson, the fairer

teeth
 Master ball in my sheath
Champion supreme 
Cross the region
Stepping over the elite
I have evolved far beyond defeat 
Foresight vision destroys

from ya lungs
I see the death in eyes

I hear no God in ya soul
I keep the scriptures loaded
Cocked aimed ready to blow it
c blade in the sheath 
Daily

my roots
Weighing heavy on heart
Just like bearing the fruits
They rather die on the net
Then to live with the truth
I learn from every loss
That's why