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protect ya spirit - tall paul lyrics

[intro: john trudell]

when we leave as humans we go back to being
being human being that really means something
but we live in a reality now in a time, where
i would say to anyone ya know, protect your spirit
protect your spirit, because
because you’re in the place where spirits get eaten

[verse one: tall paul]
how two sick individuals can produce with residuals
the miracle of purely woven infant souls is crazy
stated plainly we see it hazy
take not for granted the babies may we pay heed
to this cyclical storm
melt the tip of this psychical icicles warmth
til the bicycle’s tires are worn, i scorn no man stan
naturally we’re children of the corn
not of the hamburger, not of the pie
whoever said adults are educators was a lie
parents teach without scoutin’ out the outcomes
our outlook’s without doubt a drought without son
i only hope i give my son right of way
while the difference he’s created for me? night and day
reconsider who you picture as teachers
it’s not about the image it’s about what they teach us

[verse two: tall paul]
god forbid our kids go to school to learn from fools
the melting pot’s already injecting em with the rules
daughters gotta be barbies to get in with the cool
fellas wanna be like fathers that they never knew
i’m not saying every teacher isn’t worth their pay
i’m simply saying most of them don’t know of colored pain
they say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks
nor can a foreign mind teach our minds old sh-t
well if i don’t know my past then my -ss is gr-ss
same reason lost women sell their -ss for cash
same reason thirsty men trick their cash to tap
what’s the hap’s with the pimps in the cadillac’s?
teens learn from a media that serves them elitist f-cks
with no wise folks to preach them up
reconsider who you picture as teachers
it’s not about the image it’s about what they teach us

[verse three: tall paul]
when a baby’s misdirected
my best guess is it’s due to the guardians elected
a babies aura is electric
so it must take some broke souls to dull it’s eccentrics
a young bullet accepted
from the cities to the rez suicide is adolescent
this my attempt at progression
still it’s pity at it’s best who am i to address it?
i’m lost my d-mn self, myself i can help
if i’m a grown soul i’ll battle ’til my hands welt
but i ain’t got no time for yours if you’re a grown man
there comes a point in time in life when we don’t hold hands
when we’re beyond pity, we don’t be on t-tties
look to yourself for help i’m not woebegone fitting
reconsider who you picture as teachers
it’s not about my image it’s about what i teach ya

- tall paul lyrics

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