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Dreamin’ about the Motherland, we dreamin’ about the Motherland
We dreamin’ about the Motherland, the Motherland, the Motherland
(x3)
[VERSE 1]
Rise above at the top to the sound of the bebop
Stretching my mind to the life set of my drum sets
Skets on the street in the morning, sexting to the sounds of yearning
Turning tables on the clock, from the block, shoot a cop
For the plots of the guns in gangstas’ pilots
And if it’s ever done right, no politics can undermine suicide
Pesticides on crops to flop from the drops of many corrupt minds
What can I do to prevent such massacres?
Calibers .42 on them noobs?
Turn the knob, feel my thumb and search for a pulse
Cause it’s dark comedy
No skin attachment but racial underline statements
From previous stories and misfortunes
All we do is spin this tune
On and on and on till June
What are zombies but to rise above
Rise above at the top to the sound of the bebop.
[CHORUS]
Dokandeme, dokandeme; am I in danger?
Feeling like a stranger in this new land
Dokandeme, dokandeme; so I stay wandering
And I stay pondering the fate in my hands
Honey come one, don’t use such slaving words (x2)
[BRIDGE]
Dreamin’ about the Motherland, we dreamin’ about the Motherland
We dreamin’ about the Motherland, the Motherland, the Motherland (x4)
[VERSE 2]
Plant a seed, burn my dreams
While I fumble upon those prickly leaves
Turn my head and hear the screams
“One day all free will be me”
Synchronize; don’t patronize me
I’d rather be you since flesh so dark covers the Sun
I’d rather be you since flesh so dark covers the Sun.
[CHORUS]
[BRIDGE]
Dreamin’ about the Motherland, we dreamin’ about the Motherland
We dreamin’ about the Motherland, the Motherland, the Motherland
[VERSE 3]
Pupils dilated for attritional penial tips
And I danced for monsters grab my hips
Clothed bulbs from building men’s ship
Darling, darling just lean on me
Your cotton tissue feels good on me
Your cotton tissue feels good on me(x4)
[BREAKDOWN]
Drifting, but not wishing for some saving
We will find our own path and start walking
`Til we congregate, sisters and brothers
Islanders, mainlanders, `cause we’re all Motherlanders (x3)
[CHORUS]
[BRIDGE] (x2)

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from Strange Froots - The EP, released September 19, 2014
Prod: Mags

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Strange Froots Montreal, Québec

Strange Froots is a duo of singers-songwriters, musicians and beatmakers, comprised of Mags and Naïka Champaïgne. These 2 young women were brought together under NoBad Sound Studio. Strange Froots is the coming together of different backgrounds as well as drastically different musical influences, to convey an all-new brand of Black Girl Magic and a genre they call "alternative chill-soul". ... more

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