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Black Bond

from Malcolm After Mecca by SO.Crates

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lyrics

Black Bond Lothario, raised in the barrio
Fond of Rosario Dawsons & dominos
Dot com scenarios, bit coins from Mario
Yacht boats and cardio, Pica-sios, no average dude
Cold nights on a stoop, those aren’t lessons you lose
Streets refined self define , never a question he’d move
Use to share a six piece out the box
Now he owns half the block, if you knew him then you wasn’t shocked
Could always turn big dreams into bigger schemes
When he said it he did it, knew the ways to the means
Clean, what kind of linens is these
Bout as rare as the airs let a real brother breath
A members only jacket was his only membership
Now his kids attend the same school as his dentist’s kids
Dinner is only where the winners is
Don’t even have to spend a day where the winter is
Made a name, made some lanes for his people too
Knew a-bit a pain better brain putting it to use
Had plans of building tech-schools for the poorest youth
But got shot by an off duty cop, hands to the roof

Black Saint she modern day
Lived life so honestly
As she moves she also pray
Thank the sun for the day
Give her love so openly
By having none, she held it all
By being who she chose to be
She answered to the highest call
So much pain as a child
Grew to be the helping hand
Singing demons out of temples,
Purified her fellow man
Slept on the street, but had love for the land
Drew the sacred into moments, shed blood for the plan
If you need her she was there, gifting pearls from a cup
Thread the tears from your eye, remind your soul your enough
Carved a river at your feet, when the the holy waters ceased
Put her palm to your chest when the god in you sleeps
Half of her is Nunkare, other half pass the peace
People pass like she deceased, but recognised that she the chief
Be the brand be the damned be the man be the freak
Marvel at the universe a Black Bond trilogy

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from Malcolm After Mecca, released April 8, 2022

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SO.Crates Footscray, Australia

"Australian" hip-hop/neo soul duo SO.Crates are a boom-bap prayer sent live and direct from the heart of two of the culture’s most committed students.

With a legacy built on releasing a steady flow of cold-crush records and delivering uplifting live performances to the party people, SO.Crates prove that hip-hop’s golden era is not a lost date in time, but a foundational state of mind.
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