Miracle - Supaman, Maimouna Youssef

We need a miracle

Spirit of the Ghost Dance

Light up this prayer that’s in my hands

Take it to the most high

We need a blessing tonight

Stand by our side, side as we fight

Screaming out «water is life!»

Yo, all around the world

My sisters and my brothers hurt

Heartbeat of Mother Earth

I say a prayer and put it there for what’s it worth

For those who oppose and only see color first

For my two sons, my daughter and wife

And the father

Started to fight, started with mics

Ready to die like a martyr tonight

With my fist in the sky saying «water is life»

And yo

It takes the nation and millions to hold us back

This is treaty land, we see the scams

And yo, we know the facts

Evil collapses and cowers in fear

The hour is near; let the world unite with the power of prayer

Yeah, our family rise, defy gravity

We gonna keep rhyming and climbing and shine happily

A masterpiece with my whole body glistening

Ay yo, we still here, is there anybody listening?

From Flint, Michigan

To my Egyptians friends

Minnesota, all around the world, are you listening?

We in the belly of the beast with these wicked monsters

When we trying to keep it peaceful and they take us under

Is it better a Beretta underneath my bomber?

We was pleading to the governors, they ordered bombs

We ain’t even want to lie, just some clean water

Just a little bit of life for our sons and daughters

If a penny for your thoughts, then I’m throwing quarters

Cuz they never think about the all people poorer

Only rich and the white get the right to water

If we feud or if we fight, we become the martyrs

Throwing federal charges at Lakota laywers

I salute the true courage of the

Against all laws by people pushing forward

Wished we had’ve met the Pilgrims at the border

With a travel ban, pushed them back into the water

Put a sign up on the rock saying «Don't loiter»

Or maybe a tall wall would have been in order

Cuz we gave them liberty and they gave us slaughter

No land of the free for my forefathers

Now we’re praying for miracles with tobacco offers

To a power that’s higher than any man-made office

As the prophecy unfolds, as the winter losses

God trumps all self-proclaimèd bosses

In the end, when they squander all the earth’s resources

They will learn their children cannot eat their coffers