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Defari

Genres: Hip-Hop

These Dreams Lyrics - Defari

Aiyyo, put one in the air for the ancestors, y'know? 

'Cause without them there'd be no us, that's real 

There's something on my mind, everyday, all the time 

It's the legacy, y'know? Generations of black people 

Now bust this 

 

Aiyyo, I think about this government, three strikes capital punishment 

Enslaved my peoples for four hundred, yeah, plus some 

Often dream of goin' back in time and givin' slaves guns 

So they can watch the master run 

 

Watch them devil try to get away then clap his back with the shotgun 

I got one, let's cut his head off 

Let's take it to Harriet Tubman, show her that we ready to set it off 

She get Nat Turner, Nat go get Sojourner 

 

Sojourner send a messenger for Touissant L'Ouverture 

Through the underground railroad we go 

Through the dark to the edge of forest to meet with Denmark 

Vessel, you know he got soldiers ready 

 

Ready to kill like lions, in the Serengeti 

So like a stampede we rush the plantation 

Settin' fire to everything, burn them down like cremation 

No hesitation, free up the black nation 

 

Kill them devils, take his ships and head back for the mainland 

The game plan, yet and still it's just a dream 

I never forget, in my mind it never leave, aiyyo 

 

I never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

Never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

 

I never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

Never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

 

Yo, aiyyo, Jamie was a slave 

Every baby she'd have the master would take away 

She never seen one long enough to give a name 

Every time the master would rape, Jamie'd feel ashamed 

 

She was only fourteen 

Violated, used and abused, far from a queen 

I met Jamie in a dream 

I gave her a brand new M-16 with two magazines 

 

I told her next time he come around 

Act like you want him, get him to lay down 

Make sure that he take off his clothing 

After that I want you to fill him up, full of bullet holes 

 

Release the whole clip, set trip on that motherfucker 

Tell him that's for disrespecting you and your mother 

Your grandmother, your great-grandmother 

Your brother your father, in the land they call the mother 

 

Next thing you do is round up all the rest 

Stay together and shoot your way to freedom, God bless, aiyyo 

 

I never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

Never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

 

I never forget, in my mind it never leave 

These dreams filled with days of slavery 

 

Aiyyo, I got DJ Babu in the house 

From the world famous, Beat Junkies 

Aiyyo, yo, Babs how you feel about this? 

And this goes out to all the ancestors 

 

Especially to my grandmother [unverified] 

The foundation, rest in peace, love you, grandma 

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