Baba Brinkman - El Plantador lyrics

Freedom of birth has rooted me from the first
Leavin’ the worst curses muted to
My feelin’ of worth
I’m bein’ reimbursed for puttin’
Trees in the earth so I’m grateful
‘cause it’s hateful when you’re
Needin’ the work
The seasons reverse in the spring
Bees and the birds got a reason to sing
Bringin’ their seeds into birth
And sprouts, pleasin’ to nurse
Upsurge like a fountain
And begin’ to burst out the
Dirt up in the mountain
I’m countin’ the amount and the
Worth of all my poundin’
Runnin’ around, I work the ground
My words resoundin’
Verses abound, but the sound carries downwind
Drowned as it tarries ‘round the
Area I’m found in
Weight packin’ straight pounds around to
Break your back and i make it happen I race
Down mounds I’m paper stackin’
My tapers blacken late nights
Creatin’s the best
I’m breakin’ cheques, makin’ connects
Wakin’ to sex
My achin’ breasts never takin’ less
Than they can invest
And I ain’t paid to rest
As any day can attest i’m hatin’ the stress
But I’m lovin’ the freedom
I’m shakin’ the pesticides with gloves
When I need ‘em i’m racin’ the rest
Numbers above and I beat ‘em
I’m makin’ a mess I’ve got
Mud up to my knees, and
I’m shovin’ the trees in where I
Dug and then squeeze ‘em
I’m duckin’ no-see-ums and other
Bugs and I’m bleedin’
But under my breathin’ this
Is what I’m repeatin’
I chant this to replenish
Like a sandwich when you’re famished
Under bandages my hand is
Badly damaged, but I manage
By the handle grip to brandish
My shovel as I plant this
Great expanse of forest vanished
Where the planet has been branded
Trees get slammed into the slanted
Land with frantic speed I dance with
An enhanced sense of romantic
And I can’t get disenchanted

I’m draggin’ my feet to get
Speed I shift gears
I fiercely lift my knees
And my fatigue disappears
My sweat drips swiftly my lips
Bleed and get smeared which I lick quickly
'cause it’s the sea mixed with tears
Clocks tick six year as I walk between trees
And the slash is deep
With distracting green leaves
My dreams lead, and I seem to be fast asleep
I’m trapped in a deep trance
But I plant masterfully
I stand half-deceased at the end
Of my last screef
And when my hand slaps the tree in the sand
That’s just sweet and actually
It’s past belief the feats I’ve had to pull
Wrapped in these rags of wool, tree bags full
I’m like a black sheep
That’s track-meet speed compatible
To pass me you have to
Be released by a catapult
And every word that I
Speak is autobiographical
So follow my path it’s all
Flagged with red tape and I shed weight with
Each micro-site I impregnate
My shredded legs keep me upright to levitate
Up the block everyday
But the rocks never break
I’ve got to measure space and
Do whatever it takes
Some nights I lie in bed
Awake and shiver and shake
But, I never let a late night get in the way
‘Cause every second I waste is
Like instead of my pay
And when I’ve got to separate
My head and escape
From all the effort it takes
I just rap to meditate
I chant this to replenish
Like a sandwich when you’re famished
Under bandages my hand is
Badly damaged, but I manage
By the handle grip to brandish
My shovel as I plant this
Great expanse of forest vanished
Where the planet has been branded
Trees get slammed into the slanted
Land with frantic speed I dance with
An enhanced sense of romantic
And I can’t get disenchanted