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Henson Cargill

This Is Henson Cargill Country

1974

switchyards full of old black men
Of graveyards full of rusted automobiles
Good morning America how are you

Said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm

away my senses, slowly, one by one
Severing my limbs, sludge oozes from my lungs
They're muttering invocations in their native tongue

My eye is resting

pride
Our broken chains
To ease the pain
Of native shames

Year by year
A truth revealed
Built up in fear
Blinds your soul

Love your place, pick a god

Amen, amen, amen
(Hah)

I’m comin’ straight outta John 10
Crazy motherfucker named Sly deSilva
From the country built on genocide of Native people

Edward Curtis was a preacher's son
From the waters of old Minnesota
His father lived off the souls he'd won
But he died before making his quota
He

Lyrics

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Verse

I'm flattered by your amusement for this music shit/
Drifted off with drop outs overtime just like

James Baldwin '55
Notes of a Native Son to the Father, circa '55
I'll never fold holding onto the handles of the Honorable
Minister, the Father is

supposed this was all they plan
Propagate; yea, hypothecate the native man
I've been a trance, living in a sunken place
The embarrassment of cherishing

They came with arms wide open
and a deceptive smile
Into a land unspoiled
By their greed and lies
They brought their swords and trumpets
Upon their

light step, as if all the Earth
Had little power, to restrain them
Holding a rose in one hand, wand in
In the other

Native son to a story, morning glory

To keep on, keeping on
And on and on
Gotta keep on
Keeping, keeping
Hiram finally grew tired
Of whooping son
So he retired and sent
Jim off in the sun
So

from the Sault
To the Fort at Mackinaw
It was the second day of June
As the natives they played lacrosse

Massacre at Mackinaw
Massacre at Mackinaw

After the ATF mowed down their only son dead
Think back to lovely Waco Texas and then
Ponder exactly where supposed terrorists den
But if not Arabs who

One Step

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

of the other  my brother.. 
Yo  check this out  

Early natives related to throwns of David  
Captured by some patriots  and thrown on slave ships  
They

You're fucking with a cool cat , get a life, dog
I'm coming down like heavy rain til the sky falls
I'm your daddy bitch and I'm leaving , bye son
You're

had the advantage
White Supremacy's a joke cause white dick's below average
From the native americans given liquor for land
To melanated enslaved who

of death is what I'm seeing oh, you just didn't know
Old friends is sniffin' coke, rappers swear that they spittin' dope
Homies surrounded by more green than

once. more was really demonstrated
Orchestrated by labels that plot the graf
Waiting den get the strap from trap song paying underrated
Upcoming artistes

Why Farrakhan is just best for us
And Joel Osteen, magnanimous
Inspired by powers higher up
It’s evident it’s time to prequel sequels
It’s evident all

To the most adaptable sports a nigga form
Physique feelin' more immortal the more we core store soar speak
Like my corazon was ripped out my core by a TSP

tendencies when I made myself a slave
I don't want to live this way so my spirits gonna say
By any means necessary
Malcom X with my fist in the sky
Drum beats

of the land, which they're thrown away now
Sacred were the gods created
Whom they used to give praise
The earth-like mother was accepted
By her sons to take care

the best, that's speculation
Your point is just boosted by publication
I'm the best of my time, you can calculate it
I gotta get saucier that's obligation
Do

that right?
It's Titled "Sounds From The Native Son"
And we've seen this guy drop
Dope records from a while
Back and right before then all the way back