One Stop. Contact Jimmy Goings egorhymes@gfientertainment.com; (650)465-8066 cell/(510)400-9019 office.
Mak Nova has granted permission in writing to EgoRhymes Publishing to use the Master to the song 'Equinox'.
Sounds similar to: Witch Profit, Janelle Monae, Iniko, Lauryn Hill
Bass, Snare, Wakanda drums, Shaker, Rattle, Organ, Aether choir (FX), Piano, Strings, Creepy African voices, Female Rap, Female Background Vocals, Spoken Word, Downtempo, Easy-Clear
Remember where you came from, Pensive, Empowerment, Freedom, History, Identity, Hope, Inspirational, Migration, Observational, Questioning, Storytelling, Lush, Magical, Determination, Dramatic, Empathy, Intense, Powerful, Reflective
Downtempo, Dramatic, Intense, Powerful, Reflective, Bass, Organ, Piano, Strings, Hip hop/rap, Easy-clear, One stop, Empowerment, Freedom, Hope, Magic, Shaker, Inspirational, Alternative, Female Rap, Spoken Word, Determination, Empathy, History, Pensive, Questioning, Storytelling, Migration, Observational, Identity, Female Background Vocals, Snare Drum, Wakanda Drums, Rattle, Aether choir (FX), Creepy African Voices (FX), Lush, Magical
Lyrics
One Stop. Contact Jimmy Goings/egorhymes@gfientertainment.com Cell (650)465-8066, Office (510)400-9019
Composer: Makana Leah Curtiss (100%) (BMI) (IPI# 1123213127)
Publishing: EgoRhymes B Publishing (50%) (BMI)(IPI#1107297664); Makana Leah Curtiss (50%) (BMI) (IPI# 1123213127)
Masters: Makana Leah Curtiss aka Mak Nova (100%)
Mak Nova has granted permission in writing to EgoRhymes Publishing to use the Master to the song 'Equinox'.
Sounds similar to: Witch Profit, Janelle Monae, Iniko, Lauryn Hill
The fortress
the walls that we build up around ourselves
the locks the keys the cries for help
reminiscent of a time when your words
weren't felt
lying in the dark playing with yourself
flick flick a shimmer of light
as the Bic clicks now we’re fortified
by the witness
she's been here the whole time
and we in this till the day we die
did I choose this?
were we chosen?
did I lose it?
am I broken frozen?
stiff and bloody bound to the booze
locked in a rocket that is flying to the moon
and she calls to you
the devil on your shoulder
don't be confused
she speaks your native tongue
and she plays the tunes
that warp your perception
invokes the blues
to make you fall back
and make you forget
the ones that you came from
the ones that you left
lying all alone with no chance to repent
aware of the devastation and the debt
from sins and sins and soulless deeds
jumping off of slave ships into the sea
begging for a God to come set them free
from the chains and the whips of humanity
And I see all of them hungry ghosts
trying to feed cuz there's nowhere to go
so I plead to all of the gods I know
that the maps of our hearts will soon be known
I see all of them hungry ghosts
trying to feed cuz there's nowhere to go
so I plead to all of the gods I know
that the maps of our hearts will soon be known
Health wellness not a given
seasons change we gotta listen
seasons of pain seasons of love
seasons of hope that we wish to sustain
and it rains like in the good old days
when the monsters were hiding
and we couldn't be phased by malaise
the minute, minute
emotions comin in
and they do what they do
then they move on through
like the salty sea
answers to my prayers washing over me
taking all the dirt
all the little bitty hurt
all the things that I hold
that are trying to be free
and I see when I look back
that I was born black
then they told me
you betta step back
cuz that shits whack
and it's ugly
so I held fast
on the wrong track
felt my heartbeat
and all the subtlety
That they can't have it
but they don't want it
and they can't see it
so they don't own it
can't have it
don't want it
can't see it don't own it
but the truth never dies
living in the lava flow
she's in disguise
scorchin up the earth in her bright red skirt
and we look at each other and we act surprised
but it's our demise that we must face all this darkness
and night we can alleviate
through the force of our minds
and our power to create
through the force of our minds
and our power to create
And I see all of them hungry ghosts
trying to feed cuz there's nowhere to go
so I plead to all of the gods I know
that the maps of our hearts will soon be known
I see all of them hungry ghosts
trying to feed cuz there's nowhere to go
so I plead to all of the gods I know
that the maps of our hearts will soon be known