[00:00.000] 作曲 : Moor Mother/Billy Woods/Fielded[00:01.962][Verse 1: billy woods][00:12.583]Words hang in the air 'tween us, but the gas too dense[00:15.775]Stranger in the village, you ain't seen him since[00:18.168]Came through the Pyrenees, me and mi pickney[00:20.750]It's like we was sent, ash like Lent[00:24.474]Cinders in the wind, ashes in your mouth[00:26.591]It's too late to repent[00:27.917]You owe and we here to collect[00:30.578]You know how it go over in debt[00:32.705]Numbers scribbled on butcher's paper[00:34.834]A bad wager[00:36.160]We waved every day, but good fences make good neighbors[00:39.605]Like those mountains in Asia[00:43.066]Cavemen in caves buildin' spaceships[00:45.188]Ape men enslaved, the apes' brain sick from searchin' for they makers[00:49.179]Frustrated[00:52.093]I came for the bag like Black Pete, Sinterklaas[00:55.016]Tossed a couple coins at the ho's feet, sauvage[00:58.738]Even took the pavin' stones out the streets[01:00.598]**** it, they did the same to we[01:02.715][01:02.979][Verse 2: Moor Mother][01:03.511]In shock be inside the bricks of Norf, which way is up?[01:06.438]On the stoop, she askin' me[01:08.568]Temple tragedy[01:09.630]I don't know time, but I see it passin' me[01:11.753]While the trumpets play casually[01:13.605]Sound like Albert Ayler, like why these ghosts chasin' me[01:17.331]Thirteen blocks, soundwave realities of what could be[01:20.253]My shadow's askin', what about me?[01:22.648]Under the cherry moon in 3D[01:24.239]And you should be pissed that they chose Athena in her olive tree[01:27.419]Over you and you act like you didn't have the alchemy[01:29.814]Tuskegee ashes under the Gullah tree[01:32.472]Under this dome while we actually[01:34.599]Well I'll factor we when we oblique beautiful catastrophes[01:37.244][01:37.511][Outro: FIELDED][01:42.032]A place like a southern spring[01:48.138]My dear awaits the sting[01:53.718]And once you have kissed the ring[01:57.963]We'll lay you down, we'll lay you down gently