Wild Honey
The ceremony, it tells the story, just like in the Christian book of Genesis, from the beginning of time
It tells about how the universe was created, how the world was created and how we came about
And our culture and tradition is extremely important because it helps guide us
My granddaughter that's having her ceremony, she’s really into her tribal ways
It'll keep her strong the rest of her lifе
And not only that, but it'll keep the tribe strong
Sunrise cеremony
Native girl cares for her pony
Long hair, medicine chairs ran holy
Summer breeze as fall nears, Tall Bear of the Hopis
The mountaintops are mostly smoky
Surrounding rocks, a dusty road and old creek
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the girls that are becoming into womanhood
To become young ladies
She loved me lowkey
I need for her to show me
After the ceremony it will give me a lot of respect
As a young lady
Makes me very proud
Shout for joy at the sunset
Make a noise as we caress
Sex toys she suggests
Now annoyed at Priest’s subjects
We avoid neglect
Our connect destroyed our seeds vexed
She's upset
The wicked is unrest
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the girls that are becoming into womanhood
To become young ladies
Her tongue was wet in her summer dress
After the ceremony it will give me a lot of respect
As a young lady
Makes me very proud
Awaken ascension
Paints a pinnacle at the peak of the pineal pendulum
Paradigm paragraphs are pagan in paradise
My warm words are washing at wave points
Rise then drop like rocks of lyrical that ripples in my brainwaves and rain days
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the
And forty nights
My hand story-write
In distant lands storms are light
Soft noise, the vampire clan starts they flight
Lost boys
(*sampled singing*)
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the
Court sequoia turquoise
Algonquin Chicagoua Illinois
Wild onions jaguars killer voyage
My endorphin release and leaping like dolphins
Clicking, buzzing, speaking like martians
Tweaking my bars and deep between margins
Godsend
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the
Learning how to cope when she get mad
He going for his coat when he get mad
Took a masterclass in sociopath
At his floor she pokes and stab
At her jaws and throat he grabs
Her back to the wall, floors with broken glass
Don't hope this last
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the
It's real what I'm writing in my open pad
It's real when you at the bar with an open tab
They can't feel where you scarred when you spoke to dad
Life coming apart, you in the spin cycle
Your wife because of her heart feels entitled
Then let's go end the Bible
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the
Preachers and lawyers that call us when it’s final
If he held a grudge he shoved it in his face
A pretend bridal a husband waste
He suicidal, he stayed at his cousin’s place
Mood swings between love and hate
Took off your ring
When I hit puberty we have this ceremony
For the girls that are becoming into womanhood
To become young ladies
Cruel dreams move queens
After the ceremony it will give me a lot of respect
As a young lady
Makes me very proud that I'm representing my tribe
There’s four days
We do everything in four for the four sacred mountains
You go through a baby to a child to a teenager and into a woman
She's tested kinda through hardship
Four days of hard work
(*sampled chanting*)