The Land

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I’m coming back for the land that my grandmama and my granddaddy put a house on I’m coming back for the land that they snatched from the fam Imma put the whole south on I'm coming back for that bag that you owe me And I ain’t coming back by my lonely I'm back for them acres I'm plotting on the plot by ya neighbors I'm back for the land with a hand full of bands Yeah, I'm back for THE LAND From the backwoods of the Cak’ I’m back to claim what’s ours, gimme flowers The witchdoctor pull roots and grind powder To flood our skies with the cries that grow louder We put blood in the field to yield grain Then we watered the seed And the seed revealed pain Flower buds we're loveless It's been a long row to hoe But please know we all came for JUSTICE I rain danced on the mainland The stagehands came for a drama that they never seen This is evergreen You can feel it in the balcony, the mezzanine Tragedy, Agony, end scene I emerge from the fog Going hard with a monologue This ain’t church This cathedral The Giancarlo Esposito The Griot I'm echoing a hymn for the people I’m coming back for the land that my grandmama and my granddaddy put a house on I’m coming back for the land that they snatched from the fam Imma put the whole south on I'm coming back for that bag that you owe me And I ain’t coming back by my lonely I'm back for them acres I'm plotting on the plot by ya neighbors I'm back for the land with a hand full of bands Yeah, I'm back for THE LAND From the backwoods of the Cak’ I’m back to claim what’s ours, gimme flowers I painted the canvas I'm kicking the melody I came back for land deeds and legacies I was born by the river with a flow and a fade And a whole tribe of my ancestors I do this for my grandpa With his peace pipe in his favorite chair Reclining watching his westerns, uhh I came back for my lineage Unblemished interior in the villages I've got a myriad of superior materials I’m a serial liberator for lost chirren You know we reap cause we sowed the cloth different The work's still speaking in tongues We beating the drums The real ones follow me I’m pulling up for the property Mu’fucka talk to me properly I’m coming back for the land that my grandmama and my granddaddy put a house on I’m coming back for the land that they snatched from the fam Imma put the whole south on I'm coming back for that bag that you owe me And I ain’t coming back by my lonely I'm back for them acres I'm plotting on the plot by ya neighbors I'm back for the land with a hand full of bands Yeah, I'm back for THE LAND From the backwoods of the Cak’ I’m back to claim what’s ours, gimme flowers I’m the Black sparrow adorned in 24 karat gold With a lighter to the barrels of oil The Phoenix I’m in tune with my spiritual self I’m tryna burn it all down, redistribute the wealth I’d rather vibrate than gyrate when it’s high stakes I don’t migrate I radicalize primates Supreme literature still reek of my signature Triple beam lyrical dream police picketer More heaters for listeners More freedom for prisoners Culture requirements for the gentrifiers and visitors I emerge from the fog going hard with a monologue This ain’t church This cathedral The Giancarlo Esposito The Griot I'm echoing a hymn for the people I’m coming back for the land that my grandmama and my granddaddy put a house on I’m coming back for the land that they snatched from the fam Imma put the whole south on I'm coming back for that bag that you owe me And I ain’t coming back by my lonely I'm back for them acres I'm plotting on the plot by ya neighbors I'm back for the land with a hand full of bands Yeah, I'm back for THE LAND Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I’m back for the land History will bear it out that at one time We was the major generation to hand down generational wealth, ya know As they handed it down to me And I’m looking forward to handing it down to my sons And because, the reason why Pigford is so complicated They did everything but return to us the land Because then you was truly free