Music Video
Tribal Seeds - Wicked and Riled ft. Hempress Sativa (Karaoke Version) Lyrics
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Rene Jacobo
Songwriter
Tony Ray Jacobo
Composer
Kerida Shushona Johnson
Composer
Lyrics
We were told that we would see America come and go
And in a sense, America is dying from within
Because they forgot the instructions on how to live on Earth
Spit out the truth and get away, give them rap
Chant Kaya Rus and get away, give them rap
Move us on out the past till our backs snap
Move us on, this is the world to keep you down
Woah, woah, boy
Sit down young child or if you're slim
Write the words from a month ago
Nuff a dem a cup, I dreadlock style
You know we're not in love, the Nazarene ball
Poppin' reggae, I give them Versitar
I'm only hungry, I just find it worthwhile
Woah, woah, boy
Sit down young child, they're the same
Ones who cursed, I name block
Spit out the truth and get away, give them rap
Chant Kaya Rus and get away, give them rap
Rasta for Ivy's Hill, fit in all the cultural trends
So many exploitable special boxes for the munchkin reunion
Can't sit aside and watch them water drum, we can't done move in
Pumpin' mi foot to walk on one low, we start to do deep in
All the elders who were massacred in Crowell Garden
Cah dem a yellow list, the last few first to conquer rely on
Let me police, honor is the only decision
I nah hesitate when it comes to his nation
Tired to up mi shield and buckle around, we saw through pagan
No vino porn, bubble and master stockman manipulation
Rasta's minds are captive, they kill all that wipe inside them
Hand them one, dumb down the consciousness from the roots them born
Dream of food and form, depopulated biological weapon
Man dem make plan to systematic racism
We tell them we can't read and get them one mis-listening
World revolution is a mouth so I nah be no victim
When them sad stars far from the sky go and cry
True your God's not so high
Mug amok, we dem a Christian, then why?
Do they far become the politician lies?
Do they not recall we're down here prophesying?
Bow into the beast, do they not realize we're wrong?
But you can't hide your kingdom, it's in the blink of an eye
Spit out the truth and get the wicked emerald
Chant all your roots and get the wicked emerald
Real natives of this land know what you've defiled
At home and away, stand down the sundial
And we're still right eye
Vexed with yourself, you're not vexed with I
Want to trace your bloodline 'til it runs dry
The system ain't resistant, frontin', they still deny
Warnings of the scripture, they turn blind
Lie, convince yourself, never let go, why lie?
Woah-woah-woah, it's even for some fight
All the while, you can't play both sides
Spit out the truth and get the wicked emerald
Chant all your roots and get the wicked emerald
Written by: Kerida Shushona Johnson, Steven Rene Jacobo, Tony Ray Jacobo
