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Harvester (Featuring Jolene Whatevr, Tamarie Tee) Produced by Lunar Day

from Super Predator by Mykele Deville

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the one who's gluttony
drains the earth of color
and it's natural civility
is the true slave.
a parasite feeding beyond full,
and cries,
as it finally becomes
the meal.

lyrics

(Intro Poem)

And then the earth and man were mixed.
One riding the other as they both bore fruit of discovery.
The will of man was bottomless and darkened.
His friend, the earth, seemed bountiful and neverending;
a victim too valuable to remain unmolested.
A certain incarnation of man came swirling from the bowels of itself,
seeking to take claim of the undiscovered and unearned
in order it's likeliness throughout history.
The ghostly skinned. The holy automoton. The Harvester.

(Verse)

Clear my cells for the conquest,
ring the bells for the contest,
empty war chest like a vortex weighing heavy on my soul.
Not about the gold but the legacy.
My fair-skinned pedigree is Destiny,
The peasantry has to be Ebony...

Hungry God in the distance,
hear him in the waves of you listen,
voyaging for days, be a good Christian,
Let us pray, what he say?
"Feed me my son, then wait for the greatness to come.
Skeptics sacrificed by the ton..."

Fertile world for the taking,
gotta get the hands for the making,
let us shake the weak as they're waking,
just crowd em' in down below.
Whip them til'that row with direction,
tell them that their pain is a blessing,
lessons for the beasts...

See a brave one,
mayhem,
get a switch watch me break him,
see the light in his eyes die slowly,
I'm the only, the holy, the chosen
to take you and shape you,
teach you that there's nothing to escape to,
YOU BELONG TO ME....

Do you have a real language?
Do you have religion for your anguish?
Do you have a name or purpose?
Are you worthless?
Praying to the dirt like a savage,
history confirms my advantage.
Mavericks they bow at my feet.

They're the crop,
I'm the reaper,
make them be ashamed of their features,
tame them so they understand procedure,
for the centuries to come.
I'm obsessed with the oppressed,
screams in the symphonies of progress,
drown it out with success...

Jolene's Solo:

Folks do not weep, barren tears on fruitful cheeks. Soil caked brown skin with salt still streakin. Tomorrow we're at it again hard hands pullin throned softness. Been in the storm too long. Been in the storm too long. Lord what is mine, can't find mine. Been beat till I bent, but I ain't never stayed down.

(Shared verse)

Why are we rowwing?
Where are we going?
I miss the yellow sun.
Air in my tiny lungs.
Brother where did you go?
Sister don't breathe no mo.
Mother went up to the sky.
Father I saw him die.
Only see family friends
Ridding in unison.
Who is the man at the front?
Ready to kill for the hunt.
Skin as white as snow.
Raising the whip for blows.
Eyes like cancer.
Can't understand my words.
Stop this disaster.
Yessir Massah.
Yessir Massah.
Yessir Massah.

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from Super Predator, released May 14, 2016

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Mykele Deville Chicago, Illinois

+Poet Rapper+
+Chicago +

I was born.
A pebble.
A pestilence.
The sickness
in the rock,
it formed
a skeleton.
Crystalized thoughts,
adorned,
with melanin.
The sands
in the clock,
They tick
and they tock,
ya dig?
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