Plain Pat - Dead Buffalos lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] No mic check? Oh damn. Nice [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I see dead buffalos on the plains of the horizon Electromagnetic energy fields like M. Bison Through the air flying like black crows in a circle Before the people of the land start dying Nature's siren. Even the rivers won't act right The full moon was a flashlight in my past life When traveling the winding path at night Unraveling the blinding blasting site Chickens come home to roost and find dead buzzards Laying next to the head of cousins, sisters and brothers Fathers and mothers, daughters and sons Only the vultures profit. I could still see the blood run The slaughter of loved ones hated for being different Elders were slain, strangled with their talismans k**ed the body—the spirits started drifting Destroyed physically but the souls were ever living [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) (Thank you!) For taking my land and food (Thank you!) For raping my women, putting me in a noose (Thank you!) For k**ing my seed Giving me disease, then blaming me (Thank you!) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] I took my Shahada (One) engaged in the drama God against the devils, Shaolin versus Lama We fought felons, clashed with Magellan Baby heads were crushed and bust like small melons Wishing these demons would be baptized or banished In my dream, I woke up in Jamaica speaking Spanish The night the earth cry when the good ship arrive Blood on the shores transformed to Crimson Tide I built with Crazy Horse, made a black sun spat The smoke shack was beat on by drum bat stack The beetles were baffled by the state of bondage Showing love like Pocahontas saving John Smith Convinced by the truth of the past, since the body splash Used the Atlantic as a skeleton raft Unafraid, I went to a cave to meditate And talk to my celestial mind and elevate [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) (Thank you!) For taking my land and food (Thank you!) For raping my women, putting me in a noose (Thank you!) For k**ing my seed Giving me disease, then blaming me (Thank you!) [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] The land was raped, scorn, torn and withered Later on, you will praise portraits of these k**ers (Cheese!) Even made holidays for this unholy act (Happy Thanksgiving) I'm the voice of the dead! You can't hold me back (No!) Dead buffalos similar to us now In the name of gain, on these plains, we get bust down What up? How? You think there be reparations? (What?) We been touched down, so make preparations (Now) Underwater, holding breath, I dodge piranha fish With fright. Wishing to die was tomorrow's wish I heard the mountain weep, skulls smash against cliff with sticks We clash with the madmen from the good ship We did nothing but show love to a stranger We were repaid with murder, rape, and anger The buffalos died, the lions would hide. The bears' cries Savagely speaking the pain of the tribe This reality was actually the worst dream The d**h of nature. I heard the earth scream Dead buffalos, empty rivers, and streams Dead buffalos—too many k**ers and thieves [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) (Thank you!) For taking my land and food (Thank you!) For raping my women, putting me in a noose (Thank you!) For k**ing my seed Giving me disease, then blaming me (Thank you!)