Wild Seeds

[Intro]

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

[Verse 1]

Since I was a small fry, knew I had big dreams

Chased 'em like a rookie after championship rings

Mama told me diamonds from the hardest of bedrock

And if I wanted to glow up, had to polish my spirit clean

'Cause you ain't made for all palates, taste comes acquired

If they can't copy and paste, they'll control-alt-erase your profile

And the debased get that check as if good faith been retired

Keep us silent while we serve as inspiration for hire, absurd

I come from tribal women, gold-fronted and baby-haired

A run in our tennises a mile or two may disturb

Fed the world with our innards, gave 'em housing between these curves

Now the public tenants think they entitled to the reserves

That's a negative like I'm overdrafted

Access to my assets legislated and passed, this here

Craft got me teaching dudes class like the Praxis

'Cause they been tryin' me and my Sojourners just for practice

Whole globe spinning on my double X axis

Graphite-tinted grandmothers in the ashes

I'm the phoenix flingin' winged prayers from my passages

Resurrecting fully-blown dreams from the fractures, Roc

[Chorus]

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Yes, ma'am)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Okay)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (I did)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (One day)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Yes, ma'am)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Okay)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (I did)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

[Verse 2]

Everything I am been diagrammed, blueprinted, and planned

Yet everybody throwing their two cent in the can

Lotta treasure had to get off my chest so I'd expand

In heart, light as a feather, in art, a fire brand

No apologies necessary, qualifiers are banned

This is God level, judgment is out humanity's hands

Got a fanbase admiring my touch from the promised land

I'm Tubman, clutching my freedom to bust like a talisman

F your respectability efforts to police me

I'm from where the sharp-tongued, neck-rolling chiefs be

Learned to run with wolves in case a shyst tried to fleece me

Got ice-watered veins from broken life promises, see

Met a gypsy with some door knockers and a quartz rock 'cross her two wrists

Said her temple turned to a fortress 'cause the cost of worship too risky

Spit a universe out the mouthpiece and its seeds out my uterus

Never had a table seat, so I'm chasing bread like it's sacred, call it the Eucharist

Every spoken word invoke women battered but never broken

This that sharecropping, hatchet-toting, poetry in motion

This is TransAtlantic echoes out the floors of salted oceans

Make me a living portrait of my sisters' voices for the culture

[Chorus]

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Yes, ma'am)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Okay)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (I did)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (One day)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Yes, ma'am)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (Okay)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (I did)

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game (One day)