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  1. High Power

From the recording Alkeymie - The Slamtape

Written by 1key
Produced by Eloi
Guitar by Nganji Arnaud
Inspiration: HiiiPower by Kendrick Lamar

Lyrics

[Intro]
The sun's burning, trees are falling
Rise from ashes or fade in the mourning
Alkeymie, High power

[Verse 1]
Visions of my own looter begging for mercy
My call extends to writing the future, that's why no one match me
I'm following the rhythm through, the revolution is home, listen to the serenity song
"Lack of" couldn't stop us from getting our shine on
Useful trick: you might switch sooner than you think from human activities to automa-tic
Gone are the days when men were praised for their wrongs
I got a thing for that final whistle, aiming at going big
Charging forward always been the way through
It is true that you've been terrorized with stories about eternal life
To get you to believe so you don't realize how control is detrimental
The toll is physical and mental, but media won't quote it
Would you dive for me if you saw me drowning?
And anything on screen is a project of manipulation
And I don't want no machine nation, not another beast of no nation
While the privileged be celebrating, I'll be on my kingship
Destroying tyrannies with my own cliques

[Hook]
Just call this high power
We got nothing less than high power
I fought for this
You a fool if you thought you'd ditch this
I mean this is...
Who knew you were gonna dig this?
Our existence is (high power)
Raise your fist for high power

[Verse 2]
Visions of my own looter begging for mercy
If I feel how he feels then we both deserve pity
No apology, my grandpa never said turn the other cheek
They say you can have freedom of speech but not freedom after speech, uuh
They never pay me but always expect me to be sweet, uuh
There's no demons, to calm down, I meditate to tame my PTSD, uuh
I need no saving, the devil is the biggest lie
Keep your colonizing god, I got no room for a sadist in my heart
Tired, so tired
Constantly detoxing from the system's lies, now I need a license to heal?
I'm dancing barefoot on hot charcoal, elevating minds
But from outside it seems I'm setting myself on fire
You could be 12 and decide to become a legend
I'm already being treated as legend, one man of a kind
Who said my space is a cave or a room in attic?
Killers of Lumumba working hard to erase this body
So get up on that spaceship
Do it on your terms, fly with your own cliques

[Hook]
Just call this high power
We got nothing less than high power
I fought for this
You're a fool if you thought you'd ditch this
I mean this is...
Who knew you were gonna dig this?
Our existence is (high power)
Raise your fist for high power

[Verse 3]
Who said that my space is in a cave or a room in the attic?
Killers of Lumumba working hard to erase this body
I didn't know about rhythm and poetry till I listened to my heartbeat
I write to flip the generic narrative since African heroes got no biographies
No privacy, my truth is naked shaking the table
Nobody cares about the orchestra when dancing with the devil
Fried... and fried again!
I know there's a reason for saying what I'm saying
But I won't spend my life explaining myself to those who want me insane
I refuse to bend over and be enslaved
Been surviving since the 80's, some of my peers became war lords,
my writings scare
Golden plates and hungry bellies, my poetry's full of risks, I got enough
But I also know from Kigali to the world through Paris, I got love
We've been through enough hardships
Made it on our terms, now flying with our own cliques

[Hook]
Just call this high power
We got nothing less than high power
I fought for this
You're a fool if you thought you'd ditch this
I mean this is...
Who knew you were gonna dig this?
Our existence is (high power)
Raise your fist for high power