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Mama’s Ancient Pot (Remix)

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[male

vocals] (

Heavy

heartbeat

drums)

I

and

I

call

the

spirit

Ancient

sound

in

the

kitchen

Rise

up,

rise

up

Listen

to

the

rhythm

of

the

roots

I

and

I,

the

ancient

sound

is

calling

out

to

we

Together

in

the

kitchen,

cooking

for

the

soul

to

be

The

nyabinghi

beat

is

steady,

thumping

on

the

floor

Opening

the

wisdom,

unlocking

every

door

I

see

you

by

the

stove,

the

aroma

start

to

drift

Like

a

prayer

to

the

heavens,

giving

us

a

lift

My

heart

jump

and

sing,

the

memories

start

to

play

Bringing

back

the

essence

of

a

brighter,

clearer

day

Oh,

the

salted

beef,

not

the

chicken

of

the

sky

Truth

is

in

the

spirit,

you

and

I

we

satisfy

Mama’

s

in

the

pot,

the

aroma

brings

her

home

In

the

ancient

soup,

no

matter

where

we

roam

Hallelujah

for

the

roots,

hallelujah

for

the

herb

Words

of

the

ancestors,

they

never

be

disturbed

I

know

what

we

need,

the

spirit

tell

me

true

You

no

eat

the

feather

fowl,

the

heaven

birds

are

blue

I

eat

from

the

earth,

I

eat

the

root

and

clay

Medicine

and

healing

for

the

start

of

every

day

Yesterday

the

friends

were

gathered

round

the

table

set

Fufu

in

the

bowl,

a

flavor

I

won't

ever

forget

Pepper

soup

was

hot,

steam

rising

to

the

wall

And

in

the

ancient

sound,

I

hear

the

mother

call

Oh,

the

salted

beef,

not

the

chicken

of

the

sky

Truth

is

in

the

spirit,

you

and

I

we

satisfy

Mama’

s

in

the

pot,

the

aroma

brings

her

home

In

the

ancient

soup,

no

matter

where

we

roam

Hallelujah

for

the

roots,

hallelujah

for

the

herb

Words

of

the

ancestors,

they

never

be

disturbed

Rise

the

aroma

high,

let

the

Nyabinghi

ring

Every

single

pot,

the

song

of

earth

we

sing

Salted

beef

and

pepper,

the

balance

of

the

wise

Look

into

the

mirror,

see

the

truth

inside

your

eyes

Oh,

the

salted

beef,

not

the

chicken

of

the

sky

Truth

is

in

the

spirit,

you

and

I

we

satisfy

Mama’

s

in

the

pot,

the

aroma

brings

her

home

In

the

ancient

soup,

no

matter

where

we

roam

Hallelujah

for

the

roots,

hallelujah

for

the

herb

Words

of

the

ancestors,

they

never

be

disturbed

Ancient

sound

call

we

Back

to

the

kitchen,

back

to

the

source

I

and

I,

one

heart,

one

soup

Blessings

in

the

pot (

Heartbeat

fade

out)

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