Not Exotic Lyrics

Red like

The blood that's in your eyes

Too much white light

Will make the world go blind

But the blue sky

Reflects what's on its mind

And the three murdering my beliefs

This that ancient tribal

Method of survival

Never thought I'd ever see the Diablo flex the Bible

Like performative recital

A story of cosmic rivals

An eye for an eye

Will have us blind upon arrival

Brown feminine disciple

Teaching lessons of the land

Stories of the seeds

And potent potions of the plants

When the rivers run dry

Our tears will fill them up again

We are the stars up on your skin

The shadow of the wind

The heaven in your heart resisting genocidal sin

How prophetic can it be

Coming from mouths of tainted men

Don't you ever forget

The prophetess that brought you in

Creator of your kin

And eighth wonder of the world

Oracles exist inside the hearts a little girls

Don't call me exotic motherfucker

I'm indigenous

And even in your most evolved state you couldn't get with this

I'm done being polite cause shit don't ever get done

I'll die to defend before I'll ever turn and run

Johnny's got a gun

Well this woman's got a weapon

Word to warrior spirit

Being righteous is relentless

Spent his last seconds actin' senseless

Pay in pennies for heaven

But it's free to meet you maker

So, let's quit all the pretendin'

The price he'll pay

Will be a world without apostrophes

He will turn to hell

For ever trying to possess me

A deadly

Daughter of the earth

And mother to the masses

Hit you where it hurts

Too much testosterone is tragic

Mercy ain't magic

But it's too late to imagine

Forget about the past

As it seems to be a habit

But baby don't be dramatic cause

I ain't his peace or his-panic at the disco

And if it's too complex

Suppose I'll break it down real simple

I'm the wave and the ripple

Nimble, slangin' triple

Sixes, all my I'm a bitches

Speak in code

And watch for signals

Don't call me exotic motherfucker

I'm indigenous

So save all your assumptions

For bitches that's lackin' melanin

Can't stand the heat

Then get the fuck up out the kitchen

And don't be testing waters

That wasn't yours to begin with

Wanna get specific

Blood and bones be Mexica

Hear it in my tone

And rythmn bumpin' in ya speakers

I'd be lying if I said

"It's really nice to meet ya"

And you'd be dead by now

If I refused to be ya teacher

Waves'll beat ya and eat ya

And witness as you wipe out

Wash you up to shore

Where everybody got the lights out

Show you through the land

You got the nerve to say

"It's my now"

Guess we in the wildest

Of the wild wild West

Put the speakers on blast

And let the truth to the rest

See I'm an old soul I got a lot to confess

We've been here before 1492

Native to the land

Motherfucker who are you

Got your continent's confused

I ain't here to blow your mind

I'm just here to light the fuse

Red like

The blood that's in your eyes

Too much white light

Will make the world go blind

But the blue sky

Reflects what's on its mind

And the three murdering my beliefs