(feat. Jessica Care Moore, Rich Nice)
[Rich Nice]
What's happenin brothers and sisters?
Welcome to our time
[Jessica Care Moore]
Afro-Angels hide my weapons in tangles
Black Star Spangled, fragile like hematite with the East oils I write
Despite the lack of sunlight, got my battle boots tight
Now that the government's gone, can't tell your left from your right
Winged assassins laughin while the New World's collapsin
Mother Earth's ribs crashed in, armed with cowries, I'm blastin
As the Earth rebels my womb swells
The birth of Black Magic, savin my people force of habit
yellow
wishes
winged
welcome
twisted
tangles
story
spiritually
search
runnin
recreating
rebels
pregnant
stitches
predict
witches
pills
people
while
outlawed
weapons
oceans
young
never
swells
moore
desert
crashed
crafted
bombed
summon
confused
write
listed
branded
holes
scholars
paper
mother
boots
scrolls
armed
angels
ghetto
rivers
after
battle
force
spangled
money
bodies
becomes
assassins
hatch
childbirth
always
brothers
attempt
happenin
birth
jessica
magic
despite
underground
power
logged
earth
between
fertility
goddesses
savin
embargo
drink
fourteen
killing
fields
fragile
interpret
tight
numbered
groups
sisters
broccoli
habit
sunlight
right
humanity
laughin
black
lifted
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