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letra de marooned - armand hammer

[verse 1: elucid]
waterborn, emergency caesarean
poured into the ocean, washed ash-r- in the americas
bent but never broken stolen
waves rolling, swollen bloated bodies starboard
captives can’t repeat what they eyes saw
horrorcore, shackled down, willingly drowned
new world bound, seafloor, told the pale face to beat off
i’ll take my crown now, last vision, the sun’s risen
i war with mystics, ‘sake my name, indoctrinate religion
my kin gullah, skin indigo, peace beloved
five-hundred summers embers blowing off of kindled bones
the water’s troubled, this is not my home
first born b-st-rd, get stoned, forget that we sold
for profit motives, night patrol is smoke and fire
fear and desire, beige babies, family ties
got illegal bindings, pseudo-science drank the maniac
clad in rags, contagious axe, learned the ways of wrath
total eclipse and when it came to p-ss
i’m dragging bodies in tall gr-ss
bl–dy cavalier on the war path
mandated, stripped her naked, with my hands shaking
flagrant, stares vacant, master’s chambers
held to the plan faithful, ha-hasten my post, sensation
stunned faces, i take what i wanted, no papers
running with fugitives, zig zag zig
trying to throw off the scent
they let the dogs out again

[chorus: elucid]
why they call this place [?]
i stand here near these rocks
and hear my hammers rings
why they call this place [?]
i stand here near these rocks
and hear my hammers rings

[verse 2: billy woods]
throw the switch, watch ‘em scatter, serve cold dish
man hunched over plate like he catcher
see slave run, see slave captured
resistance is futile, you say master
occam’s razor, jacob’s ladder
who needs new slaves when you got black b-st-rds
three-sixty ways, portuguese middle-p-ssage
[?] to favela with the gun with the ratchet
begging and pleading, but your life is the price of my freedom
white man say take it or leave it
cujo say we not leaving
plus them pay double if them still breeding
cold cash, fire burn, the runaways return, we ride fast
pig on spit, ganja in breeze, shipwrecked staring at the sea
[?] must call fear, bend the knee to king and queen
what’s h-ll to pay, that’s why we out fi do it one away

[chorus: elucid]
why they call this place [?]
i stand here near these rocks
and hear my hammers rings
why they call this place [?]
i stand here near these rocks
and hear my hammers rings

- armand hammer

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