☛ Writers: Anthony Young & Michael Davidzon
☛ Production: Mike & NG, Anthony Young, Kryptic
☛ Mix & Mastering: Michael Davidzon (Rebel Musique)
☛ Artwork: Adam Kinninmont
☛ Label: Odessa Mama Records
We come strong and steady, flow broke the levy. Ayoung the 3rd sun sprung from the belly. Backwater baby say me blood muddy, Black water movement underground running. Long time coming, Say my soul too cold Say my prose been froze over oceans old. Feel the motion the city never slows it flows Like a river life giver to the chosen souls. Don’t overdose know some blokes on that roshambo, We break bread make toast for the folks that’s ghost. We never boast nah we move in silence stay humble, Hope from the struggle like a rose from the rubble They don’t want us getting dough they wanna see us in a scuffle Throw us in a cage with a muzzle, Feel my blood bubble. I’m bringing trouble to the colonizer, I can feel the tide coming watch the water rise up.
We bless one, See the rising sun let the liquor run dry for the stolen. Bless one, See the new day daw, the revolution has begun. Say we bless one, For our sons and daughters lost for hearts of mothers Bless one, Hear the sirens calling the walls are falling falling.
When death come for my brethren I shed tears, Watch the weeks turn to years and I’m still talking to em like he’s right there, In my eyes no fear when the fight’s here. What you stand for? Built a house on the sand then it’s bound to fall, If the balls in my court then I’m bound to score, Like a young Sonny Bill I been running drills Coming with the money skills in the field. Like a soldier, two souls on road I spill bourbs and cola that’s word to my older. Say this life is blessed life my next life be colder Roll bomb spliffs and doja then bump bossa nova my folks we don’t know ya. That circle stay tight Had to bring serpents to light with the sythe. I’m nice in the cypher yes my tongue is righteous, So bright watch me light up the skyline I might just.
We bless one, See the rising sun let the liquor run dry for the stolen. Bless one, See the new day daw, the revolution has begun. Say we bless one, For our sons and daughters lost for hearts of mothers Bless one, Hear the sirens calling the walls are falling falling. X2