Make me your home
Feed me cassava from the root
Teach me your songs
Born in the languages I never knew
And I'd never own all of the stories you told
But why would I need to?
Why would I need?
When the sun shines down
On the south side
On my little brown world,
Little brown world
When the sun shines down
On the concourse
On my little brown
Made in the image of you
Y yo sé que es temprano
Todavía estoy bus cando
Y yo sé que es temprano
Todavía estoy buscando
I'll show you my home
Feed you my mother's bacalao
Play Etta James
Sing you the melodies
From here and now
And you'll never know
The price of the glory we hold
But why would I need to?
When the sun shines
Down on the south side
On my little brown world,
little brown world
When the sun shines
Down on the concourse
On my little brown
Made in the image of you-you-you
Tell me it's fine to be landless
Tell me it's cool that I speak the dialect of thieves
Mama tell me that I'm not abandoned
I'm not a casualty, I'm not a casualty,nah
I'm four years removed from the campus
Four years away from makuu and my nubian truths
Mama tell me that I'm not abandoned
I'm not a casualty, might be a casualty,
But Tell me it's fine to be landless
Tell me it's cool that I speak the dialect of thieves
Mama tell me that I'm not abandoned
I'm not a casualty,
I'm not a casualty, nah
I'm four years removed from the campus
Four years away from
Makuu and my nubian truths
Mama tell me
That I'm not abandoned
I'm not a casualty
Might be a casualty, but
Tell me it's fine to be landless(Tell methat I'm home)
Tell me it's cool
That I speak the dialect of thieves(Even if you're wrong)
Mama tell me
That I'm not abandoned(Just lie to me)
I'm not a casualty
I'm not a casualty, nah(Just lie to me)
I'm four years
Removed from the campus(Tell me that I'm home)
Four years away from
Makuu and my nubian truths(Even if you're wrong)
Mama tell me
That I'm not abandoned
I'm not a casualty
Might be a casualty, but