Smelling like death Somebodies... had to die Somebodies still dying For your Freedom We’re a giving people Here, take my life if you need it My Gods too.... Forgive us... (screams in the background) Obatalá & Olokun Forgive us.... Papa Legba & Eshu... Forgive us...(screams in the background) Oya and Yemeya Forgive us.... Chango and Oshun We now pay admission To experience what already lives inside us Praying aimlessly to foreign deities Calling it religion instead of insanity Spirits live free They run through veins and trees, And Blues and Red Clay In hearts and minds And always find a way to protect their soul Mississippi Ghosts Let you know exactly what’s on their mind And they won’t leave you alone til you get it right “Mane Mane 29

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