Returned Treasures

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[Intro] Without the cultural resources that had been there In the first instance, as part of how these societies are developed Related with other people, that these are incredible cultural archives The return of these objects and reincorporation of them It would mean a lot in terms of social reaffirmation, cultural reaffirmation Of the subjectivities and identities of African peoples Especially in this present age of globalization [Verse] Should probably be in the psych ward, doin' one-eighty on the dashboard Runnin' from me not a task force Helicopter spotlight follows my movements, it's like a parasite My brain's oversight resembles orbitin' satellites Would never extradite, I fight dangerous type of plights Find peace at gravesites at night, puffin' on neophyte That soul flight, I'm magnetite, thoughts made of dynamite Been here once, now twice, peace to the afterlife Thrice-million ways to fly or climb out the void Damaged Polaroid, I burned it and came out destroyed Paranoid, their white noise is shit I can't avoid [?] off-balance, still I remain poised, perilous It's in the ambiance, the sin is ominous Autonomous, controllin' our own, remain anonymous Blank face, blank stare is what you see when you lookin' at me Super scrappy, powers that be, won't let 'em handicap me Try and attack me, I hope you brought a military force (Force) 'Cause I was drafted at birth, G, I ain't have a choice With a striped back, the house of facts we 'bout to ransack Find out why the truth was removed and replaced with Anthrax Buried gems and artifacts, we need 'em all back Stolen information and pieces ripped from our almanac Insomniac, nigga, I'm woke, can't tame a silverback Those in the way of the truth with leave on a medevac [Outro] The more I look at the universe, just the less convinced I am That there is something benevolent going on So, if your concept of a creator is someone who's all-powerful and all-good And I look at disasters that afflict Earth and life on Earth Volcanos, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes Disease, pestilence, congenital birth defects You look at this list of ways that life is made miserable on Earth by natural causes So, philosophers rose up and said, "If there is a God, God is either not all-powerful or not all-good" If, as we probe the origins of things, we bump up into the bearded man If that shows up, we're good to go There's just no evidence out there And this is why religions are called faiths, collectively Because you believe something in the absence of evidence That's what it is, that's why it's called faith Otherwise, we would call all religions evidence But we don't, for exactly that reason So, given what everyone describes to be the properties That would be expressed by an all-powerful being In the gods that they worship I look for that in the universe and I don't find it So, I remain unconvinced
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Credits
- Writers
- Lukah
- Walz
- Bohemia Lynch