Omar Musa - The Past Becomes You lyrics

[Intro: Lior] Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes [Verse 1: Omar Musa] Let me tell about a father and son feud Me and him were making art of war like Sun Tzu In our calmer moments, he was vibing off the drum kick Flow and the mic check one two He would hear the freestyles that his son do Told him it reminded him of days in the kampung Making up rhymes called pantuns, little kids in the villages kinda funny how the past becomes you It's a cycle, move round and round Back and forth like the tidal waves, from the tribal Drums of the past to the black on the vinyl — Felt it from the day of my arrival Is it a surprise that I fly over oceans When my ancestors were sailors and pirates Trading and floating, boats full of spices? Now, I pack trunks with a crate full of flavoursome vocals Did they know it when they planted the seed? That the poetry'd grow into a family tree? Many fruits, many flavours, the canopy to shade us The music in the leaves help the planet to breathe We're pa**ing on our breath to our children The brilliant, diamond-cut hope and resilience Heaven-lit legacy, I'm trying to be better me The past is now, the now is ahead of me [Partial-Hook: Lior] Hand of time goes Round and round Reaching out Anchored down Ending up where you started from [Verse 2: Hau] The look in the eyes of Captain Cook when he couldn't come To grips when the tips of the sticks hit the wooden drum White feet lift of the deck, hit the sand like waves Didn't cause as much of a ripple effect Live with the spirits but nah, I'm never lonely Went from kava ceremonies to master of ceremonies Sing like the church choir without acquiring the holy ghost A higher being like being on rollercoasters A song bird singing wrong words No church in the wild but plenty of churches in the conquered Moving onwards, but come back to where I'd run to Kind funny how the past will become you It was destined to be a part of me Kanye West couldn't even question the artistry It's a new page, but old feeling when the FOB comes With 808s the new age log drum [Hook: Lior] Hand of time goes Round and round Reaching out Anchored down Ending up where you started from Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes [Verse 3: L-FRESH the Lion] It's my people, my people that live in my lifeblood My life's dream, my dreams reflect who I was Before I was a rhymer, reincarnated in a cypher I'm the storyteller, cut from a Punjabi diamond Shining between lines with rhymes I identify with An Australian-born lion made to feel like a migrant Born in the South-West, where troubles were countless My doubts were skeletons buried beneath houses From villages where our seeds were pillaged My story is that of triumph, to remind you that you failed to finish them To finish us, each word I write is to bring us up We sing and dance to let ‘em know the jig is up! The cycle, move back and forth round and round again A survivor trying to find a way back to my mother's land Understand? You understand [Hook: Lior] Hand of time goes Round and round Reaching out Anchored down Ending up where you started from Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes Ain't it funny how the past becomes you Ain't it funny what the past becomes [Outro: Lior] Ain't it funny how the past becomes you It becomes you It becomes you It becomes you It becomes you It becomes you