Mother Land (Single)
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Motherland
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Strong But Empty
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African/American is a dumate crew production. The project celebrates the African diaspora while examining the struggle for belonging. We wrote this for all people.
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Dudu Stinks and Jah Boogie.
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Dudu Stinks and Jah Boogie.
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released 21 May 2011
Lyrics by Dudu Stinks and Jah Boogie
Produced by Man Mantis
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Man Mantis at the Haunted Closet
Lyrics by Dudu Stinks and Jah Boogie
Produced by Man Mantis
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Man Mantis at the Haunted Closet
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- Track Name: Motherland
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Jah Boogie
Africa is my home/it is where I belong
This Is no fantasy/written in history
Where my father comes from
Where the struggle goes on
They can not hide it from me
It's written in history
Dudu Stinks
Born in the slum took a turn for state side
Africa the continent i mourn yet take pride
scorned and hate why
3rd grade torn to be norm and say bye
i’m on the safe ride
they took it all toss those movies at ya
Tarzan a white man, we booty scratchers
we dark so we can’t light fools in capture
nation geographic and the true disaster
they asked me in school do you have have nintendo?
saw shaka zulu and played pretend though
nah that’s not me yo
so i cover my face so the eyes can’t see the peep holes
saw right through myself, can’t fool that
learned later on, Africans are true black
not slaves and coon rats
last name not Smith or Jones, but I thought you knew that
Jah Boogie
Africa is my home/it is where I belong
This Is no fantasy/written in history
Where my father comes from
Where the struggle goes on
They can not hide it from me
It's written in history
Colonize us and despise us anything they do it don't surprise us/ lift our eyes up learn the science/we invisible they can not just find us/they try to bind us and just blind us/but the ancestors live inside us/African conscious must rise/African conscious must rise!
Dudu Stinks
We speak this protest in masters tongue
string the rope verb leave the master hung
took the wrote word and attached the drum
sold in old world for a pack of gum
they go pop
but flows just don’t stop
like the blood of my peoples in line on those blocks
he calls me brother cause you never know
we separated families like cattle bro
my wife is white, I know you heard that
but she carry my seed so for now, 1/3 black
as soon as she drops, the kid is bi-racial
try my best not to make her bi-hatefull
skin color is tricky business
if you light you alright like a shifty litmus
black you get back to the shit we witness
when hoses expose us we need consensus
Jah Boogie
Africa is my home/it is where I belong
This Is no fantasy/written in history
Where my father comes from
Where the struggle goes on
They can not hide it from me
It's written in history
From Alexandria to Botswana/Angola to Ethiopia/yes the ancestors they live inside us/so they can't bind us can't blind us yes iyah! Africa.... - Track Name: Strong But Empty
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Dudu Stinks
hold the line for eternity
my shadow wants to murder me,
he jealous like an older brother waiting in maternity
runnin like north the direction for freedom
told his cousins bout the railroad they wouldn’t believe him
pitch dark, no food no water for days
he listens closely to the struggle and the rhythm it plays
villains dose him with bubbles and a ring if he plays
but he knows if he stays he’ll be stuck in the maze
saddle two worlds but america his residence
African American for real like the president
African not American has the evidence
a green card alien with permanent sentences
Jah Boogie
Gimme the day gimme the night
Gimme the black gimme the white
Gimme the earth gimme the sky
Gimme the dark gimme the light
Gimme the vison gimme the sight
Gimme the truth and not the lie
Gimme the divinity gimme the birthright.
People running everywhere/running from their fear
Generations tell you that the end is near.
Emotion on TV is the propaganda gear.
It ain't strange it's what goes on right here.
Chorus
Me say the rich man never dem worry bout police
The poor man can't find brush for dem teeth
The woman them can't run away from disease
And the children grow to be strong but empty
Dudu Stinks
i see them struggling and hustling to make ends meet
introduce them to another way to pay rent cheap
beat the turf with drugs guns and state sent seats
sitting cell by cell like we trace them beats
the old timers have the knowledge young bucks don’t need
they don’t want and don’t read toss faux fronts bleed
we can’t save the whole crop but grow some seeds
the survivors take heed, and show nuff lead
for all my niggas holdin families down
and passing off to your crown
you a man without the sound of a round
stoppin hearts and killing thoughts
for the pride of the town
they got my son boxed in, and lost in the brown
its street code boogie beats it with sticks
true sick and smooth slick spit the loogie for kicks
they understand when they get it, tools mixed with a gift
honed in by grown men rule the spruce with a switch
Chorus
Me say the rich man never dem worry bout police
The poor man can't find brush for dem teeth
The woman them can't run away from disease
And the children grow to be strong but empty
Jah Boogie
You can sink or you can swim
You can drown or you can live
We don't care/We have no fear
You can laugh or you can cry
You can live or you can die
You better be prepare/you better not be scare now. It's survival of the fittest and world is so hectic. Every man is for himself the children rejected. People of wisdom speaking but their words are not respected. Living in the ghetto hard and everyone is affected. That's why they got their weapon by their side Buffalo soilders all must ride. We have to hold on and hold on tight. We have to look within ourselves and find the most high.
Buffalo souljah marching ahead now
Be prepared cuz they all want us dead now/ you can not stop this a mighty force ah we must stay on course y'all.
