[ Featuring A. Billi Free ]
I died by myself without a dime (no dime)
My real worth reaches across time (cross time)
Rooted in my truth let my imagination fly
If I only knew, I already knew
Big country vibes, a lil bit of city with it
Infuse words with a whole lot of feeling in em
Will not assimilate, clear positioning
Steeped in Blackness, to all of your benefits
I know how to wield language knife of tongue cut sharply
Feel the magic in my body
I love nature largely
Many tongues, mighty pen and the life of the party
A treasure, a novelty
Vivacious, fiery and feisty
For the folk and I studied anthropology
Who you know get to kick it with some zombies?
How I put it on display, how I alchemize the pain
And my legacy sustains, remains
Griot with no fiat
Mad mic drops for the future with my street talk
Too much sauce for the bougie kept the jawns shocked
Stayed stuntin on em with a grin, what a gem
Sparkle laughter through the mind and through the hand
I told em burn my papers, but there were other plans
I wasn't writing the struggle du jour
I wrote of human things
Of love and in between
So tell my horse, Moses, the mule and the men
Every Tongue Got To Confess on de Law
Cause it's dust tracks on the Road
And their Eyes are Watching God
I died by myself without a dime
My real worth reaches across time
Rooted in my truth let my imagination fly
If I only knew, I already knew
I died by myself without a dime
My real worth reaches across time
Rooted in my truth let my imagination fly
If I only knew, I already knew
Zora Zora Zora Zora Zora
Zora Zora Zora Zora
