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If mother earth was black
If mother earth were black
If mother earth were black
light risky tones
rolling on her wide hips
like water on stones
her temperature drops
blood, ice cold
her caves are viberous
ridged and bold
light crispy tones
like a slight crunch
of fresh snow
a rattling bone
a whisp of smoke
earth has some deep
Bright tipsy tones
her brown flesh damp,
cool, flying in the breeze
You're toxic bring mama to her knees
you're the kind to smile in your mother's face
as you chop her neck to see her bleed
bending, breaking, smoking all her leaves
she tries to slap you back
saying don't fuck with my weave
if mother earth was black and deep rooted
sing child, please
you bring me down you're coming with me
ripping the bark from my trees
loudly drilling into me hoping
id cum black gold
in my deep blue ocean, please
baby, you can fuck with me
spit in my soil pee in my sea
if you pull me down you're coming with me
child please
I'm old but not weak
soft soil bold and never meek
downward spiral to a valley from my peek
mountains like pimples on my face
lava oozing like pus down my cheeks
bring her to her knees
but a mountain never bows
her mud devours you whole
swallow you into her womb
to never be born again
an earthquake is your end
creeks and brooke
lakes and pond are the breasts
you feed on
suckling on your mother chest
you walk my skin rotten
leaving me scared with your tiny feet
portioning my body
you sell me like meet
my body my body
bring me down sugar,
you're coming with me.
If mother earth were black
light risky tones
rolling on her wide hips
like water on stones
her temperature drops
blood, ice cold
her caves are viberous
ridged and bold
light crispy tones
like a slight crunch
of fresh snow
a rattling bone
a whisp of smoke
earth has some deep
Bright tipsy tones
her brown flesh damp,
cool, flying in the breeze
You're toxic bring mama to her knees
you're the kind to smile in your mother's face
as you chop her neck to see her bleed
bending, breaking, smoking all her leaves
she tries to slap you back
saying don't fuck with my weave
if mother earth was black and deep rooted
sing child, please
you bring me down you're coming with me
ripping the bark from my trees
loudly drilling into me hoping
id cum black gold
in my deep blue ocean, please
baby, you can fuck with me
spit in my soil pee in my sea
if you pull me down you're coming with me
child please
I'm old but not weak
soft soil bold and never meek
downward spiral to a valley from my peek
mountains like pimples on my face
lava oozing like pus down my cheeks
bring her to her knees
but a mountain never bows
her mud devours you whole
swallow you into her womb
to never be born again
an earthquake is your end
creeks and brooke
lakes and pond are the breasts
you feed on
suckling on your mother chest
you walk my skin rotten
leaving me scared with your tiny feet
portioning my body
you sell me like meet
my body my body
bring me down sugar,
you're coming with me.
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