Ya know, one day the indigenous of the Earth Are gonna reclaim, whats rightfully
Well, lose your mind, misplace your Forgot you had a mind Cause someone you its impossible To change your
A friend of mine it to twenty-five We had a celebration, man, Im glad that alive Im happy to see, my man youre the odds And for this on this day we give to the gods
Cause deserves a shot except you only get one I hope its not through the my son But life is short when afraid to cry Life is hard youre afraid to die
But when I alone, I sing myself a song Because I lay a groove is my home
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im just splishin, in the sand
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But he remembered memories of walkin the puddles Sayin gee dad, am I the one whos by The federal doesnt want me to go to school I ask too questions and I dont play by their rules
In they tried to tell me that a rock is not alive But I have seen a growin up and die In they tried to tell me that a tree it couldnt feel But I have a tree and it was bleedin' for real
In school they tried to tell me animals couldnt But they can understand it when a dog to bark In school they tried to tell me, man doesnt have a What happened to his? I say 'cause mine is whole
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im splishin, splashin in the sand
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im just splishin, Jumpin in the
Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me?
I have the dream of a lifes imprisonment The scream of a world and its residents The reoccurring theme of a mind of finger prints The dream of a knife and a president
Well, would you like to look at Madonnas on sex? Or would you Alex Haleys book on Malcolm X? Their fuckin with ice tea but they dont care if Claptons singin, "I Shot The Sheriff"
But how many books on this subject can I read? And how more frustrations must I try to ease? And how many more of this bad air can I breathe? And how more of my friends must just die and leave?
But you cant diffuse the ticking bomb You cant the time it has come You cant our people from the nation Ill take a life before they us 'The Lost Generation'
But can you see us in the Of you can Can you see us on the Of you can
Can you see us in the Of you can just splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But can you see us in the Of you can Can you see us on the Of you can
Can you see us in the Of you can We're just splishin, in the sand
But can you see me in Of you can Can you see us in Of you can
Can you see us in Of you can Aotearoa? Samoa? Eskimoa?
Can you see us in the House? No you Can you see us on the no
Can you see me with the In Splishin, in the sand