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The Virus

๐Ÿ‘ค The Halluci Nation; Saul Williams; Chippewa Travellers โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ We Are the Halluci Nation โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:50
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โฑ๏ธ 3:50 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

The people
The virus took on many shapes
The bear, the elk, the antelope, the elephant, the deer
The mineral, the iron, the copper, the coltan, and the rubber
The coffee, the cotton, the sugar

The people

The germ traveled faster than the bullet
They harvest the mountains inside, protect the crops, herd the cattle

The people

The women and children were separated from the men
They're divided as a foot into the regional filters of their minds
The violence of arrogance, crawls into the air, nestles into the geospatial cortex

We are not a conquered people

Drum beats by region

I was awakened by my older brother
The compound was on fire
Awakened by my older brother

The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire

The missionaries never hid their perspective
Perspectives of land, but rather see us disappear
Recyclable prayers

The people
This is my body, which is given to you
The people
This is my blood

We are not a conquered people

I was awakened by my older brother
The compound was on fire
Awakened by my older brother

The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:02.32] The people
[00:14.84] The virus took on many shapes
[00:16.60] The bear, the elk, the antelope, the elephant, the deer
[00:19.44] The mineral, the iron, the copper, the coltan, and the rubber
[00:21.00] The coffee, the cotton, the sugar

[00:25.12] The people

[00:28.60] The germ traveled faster than the bullet
[00:31.97] They harvest the mountains inside, protect the crops, herd the cattle

[00:35.68] The people

[00:40.93] The women and children were separated from the men
[00:43.82] They're divided as a foot into the regional filters of their minds
[00:47.69] The violence of arrogance, crawls into the air, nestles into the geospatial cortex

[00:55.01] We are not a conquered people

[01:08.99] Drum beats by region

[01:14.07] I was awakened by my older brother
[01:16.79] The compound was on fire
[01:20.47] Awakened by my older brother

[01:23.32] The compound was on fire
[01:37.48] The compound was on fire
[01:51.40] The compound was on fire

[01:55.39] The missionaries never hid their perspective
[01:58.51] Perspectives of land, but rather see us disappear
[02:04.23] Recyclable prayers

[02:06.83] The people
[02:10.64] This is my body, which is given to you
[02:13.87] The people
[02:15.56] This is my blood

[02:18.92] We are not a conquered people

[02:37.72] I was awakened by my older brother
[02:40.79] The compound was on fire
[02:44.43] Awakened by my older brother

[02:47.39] The compound was on fire
[03:43.38] The compound was on fire
[03:48.50]

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