[ Featuring Moor Mother ]
This one for the kingdom
Who dem, get dem
Leave them no tongue, yea
Tell dem war ain't won through hate and assumption
Truth hits hard a like a two ton
Elephant dick on ya head
Hope you all cum, all done
Win some, lose some
All gain, some drum
In love with the ear drum love
Live here so hate run and get a gun
Along with the humdrum
Me don't worry none
See I got a heart that weigh two ton
Who her, she her
Born in the cold month of November
Know her, grow her, sow her, plant her seeds to remember
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said know me, grow me, sow me, plant my seeds to remember
The story of Babylon
The chosen the falling ones
We all forgotten
The system is rotten
The story of Babylon
The chosen, the falling ones
We all forgotten
The system is rotten
The system is rotten
The system is rotten
Plant my seeds to remember
Yeah, 'cause we're all forgotten
Yo, 'cause we're all forgotten
The system is rotten
The system, the system
Yeah, the system is rotten
We are forgotten
Broken drones, broken glass
Make breakbeats
Keep your head down
Don't speak
Cameras watching
They plug in to you and me
You and I, knee deep in the lie
Head up in the high
How you doing just lie
While time creeping by
