[Verse 1: E L U C I D & Moor Mother]
(Ha ha ha ha) Yeah
On the cut, yuh
Uh
Wuh, yuh yuh yuh yuh
Uh
Ay
Cure thyself, hallowed be my name in our many seltz
Hollow bones sheddin' scales when my head broke the surface of the water
Vivisect the whole into quarters
A few is in order
Not just you, it's all us
Blind spot lurk behind hidden corners
Maybe light just ain't enough
Maybe light just ain't enough
If I could somehow levitate
Awake
In my present state
As I'm speakin' to you now
My surroundings falling further from my feet
Peace ain't thе word for play
So it's worthless indeed
Webs that I weavе in the weeds
One time all that I need (Just to be like, I owe myself)
The choirs called, "Yes," wishin' a nigga would
The fire walk with me when I summon from the farthest
The heart is intact
Arrived on the cusp
Retrofit to adapt
To biohack is a privilege
My wires as is, I'm not sellin' in my present position
Can I recondition my deep conditionin'
Leave me in the sun
Belly up like a lizard
I rock bells, they'll wonder who is it
It's me, dummy (It's me, dummy)
[Verse 2: Moor Mother]
Catalog of death and dismay, (Oh) yeah
Oh, yeah
How much can you pay, how much can you pay, how much can you pay?
How much can you bear?
How much is the weight?
Blood on your back, how long till you break?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaah, catalog of death and dismay
How much can you pay, how much can you pay?
How much can you bear?
How long is the
Yeah
Yo, we don' need that money right away, muhfuck-uh?
How much did you say?
You can't say Moor Mother without future, you can't say black future without Moor Mother, muhfucka
How you figure? (How you figure?)
They gon' lose they tongues tryna deliver broken cycles, I moon back like Michael, like I 'on't like you
We left the door open for too long, now they sunbathe in they dorm
One song, one drop, all they get, all they had
Now they back to wavin' other nation flags
They gag is
Disappearin' acts of all is activism
Hallow' be thy name in the countries of Lazarus
Dead for four days and he rose
And they grown in spirit
Talkin' 'bout, how you feel it
Shit, ain't shit dead when you spinnin' on ye head, pop lockin' to the drill of what's to come
Uh (Huh?)
Say, what son?
Think you can go toe to toe with where we from? (Nah)
You can't imagine blacker future than me
Forever young, forever in the zone of da one
No neo, just old soul
Al Green ashy-ass elbows
Mahalia home from tour, servin' black eyes out the window
You wonder who is it
You wonder who is it
(It's me, dummy)
It's me, dummy
READ MORE ABOUT MOOR MOTHER
