I Looked

-CHORUS- Fuck what they say, fuck dey facts show me truth. Get out my way hidden vaults, show me proof. Fuck if I may, yes I can know my roots. Pasted from my Grands straight from dey hands. -1st Verse- Look into da sky, what do my eyes see. Ah Ocean filled with birds singin glidin over trees. Sometimes Planes flying over the plains watching terrain change. The Moon and Sun dancing with each other while they maintain things. Sometimes can't see them, indoctrinated in the brain. Clouds moving slow motion even when it rain. Sometimes can't see them, they keep glowing just the same. The reason that the seasons don't all act the same. They changed the names for it, everything hidden had to dig for it. Definitions words casting spells making life distorted. I.D tag on ah product keep the change for it. Trapped in this Firmament, Heaven was the name for it. Now everybody call it Earth and ignore the Water. Rehabilitation bringin fines through ah court order. The ground is the sky as above so below all connected through the energy that flows make ah soul. Made it Indigenous Ah Ingen, my Ancestors go were I go, speak through me say what they know and it shows. Pyramids outdating all the others, possessen jewels shining like the words I'm given you, my inner view. Lights on they leavin seat's like ah interlude. If you don't get it that's ya business stamp it independent Ah little truth just about all this was called Mexico. Welcome to turtle Island El Dorado the land of gold. -CHORUS- Fuck what they say, fuck dey facts show me truth. Get out my way hidden vaults, show me proof. Fuck if I may, yes I can know my roots. Pasted from my Grands straight from dey hands. -2nd- Lookin all around, were can I be. Different things, different Cultures racing rapidly. I just landed in it, taught to stay in my place. Ah contradiction when you movin round from space to space. State to State like ya whole family gettin chased. Ah military brat tryinna find out exactly where I'm at. Seen my whole realm through my Mothers passionate love for maps. Had em Hangin all over the walls every since I was small. So majestic, names changed so many times to all the places. Close my eyes, meditate innerspace in my spaceship. Ancestors askin me, what da fucks ah slaveship. Where'd the Buffalo and grass go they can't eat the pavement. Thoughts in the middle of the line like the number zero, feelin like limbo, one eye and 2 windows. Movements like ah druid all nature, no symbols. Different wit my music for me poetry is fluent. Without ah Culture what's ah movement, fuck they social classes mark me truent, find me dwelling in the Ancient Ruins. Of my homeland, The Americas my people built it up from the ground, here from the beginning bare witness to The Serpents mound. Pyramids outdating all the others, possessen jewels shining like the words I'm given you, my inner view. Lights on they leavin seat's like ah interlude. If you don't get it that's ya business stamp it independent. Ah little truth just about all this was called Mexico. Welcome to turtle Island El Dorado the land of gold.