FellowMan - Motherland lyrics

[Verse 1] Sunset, five o'clock, dead center of winter Ain't nobody goin out after dinner You can sit and hear grandma talk about the old days Next to the fire pit, watching the coals blaze Or maybe you're not that stable, your past is painful Maybe you got the bug that's fatal From a game of cat's cradle or unwrapped an*l Another J then, another Black Label Or maybe get an early rest, you a hard worker And every day you gotta go a couple yards further To find a place to graze or fill a water bucket It's like the earth said "f** it!" Maybe you gotta be old before you grow Know everything about s** except that you can say no Bad luck, sista, sixteen with a son to rear But it's the motherland, that's how it's done here [Verse 2] Late night, dogs bark up a storm at every pa**erby Tryna make it home where it's warm, and if you cast an eye Toward my place, you'll see a candle lit I got a brain fulla sh** and I don't know if I can handle it When the long night reminds me I'm a troglodyte And I'm stubbing out bu*ts like a sodomite Nearest neighbor's out of sight Sometimes the moon sheds light, but not tonight When I finally sleep, I dream of climbin And every step I take I kick aside a diamond The hill in my village is turned into a mountain Reach the peak after hours, turn around and What I see makes my hands shake: A city risen up from the dark rural landscape Then I awake to a fresh new frontier Cuz it's the motherland, that's how it's done here [Verse 3] Daybreak, lotion for my dry hands Water I put to soak's frozen in the pie pans People outside huddled close to the braai stands Glance to the east, it's snowing in the highlands And my plan's to hit town and kick out jams To put my people up in a position of finance So I squeeze in the back of a packed van wrapped in an afghan And pa** gra**land the color of Pac-Man Taxi man's a DJ, blastin his beats Then he delivers me to the African streets And it's home now, I got a lotta homes cuz I'm grown now You know it ain't where ya from, it's where ya hold it down I'll never stop reppin VA, USA But Africa's in my blood and she's there to stay And yo, I give a damn what you got in terms of melanin Don't pop sh** about a continent if you've never been! The song needs to be sung clear Cuz it's the motherland, that's how it's done here