Voices in the Night

So recently I traced my ancestry
I took a DNA test to tell me what I already knew
Already felt, and it told me I was from the place
You can call me Bushmaster

They say they hear the pain in my music
I'm not in pain, I just listen to my veins
And the slain choose to use it
Swing low sweet chariot, I sojourn the truth Park on the rose, and pick up Harriet
Moses said, if you hear the dogs keep going
If you see the torches keep going
If they shouting after you keep going
Don't ever stop, keep going
You want freedom keep going (Hold on)
I think you meant to press play
But hit rewind again, fast forward
I'm closing my eyes, open my mind again
Full stop
Voices in the night says time again
I'm from the land where freedom fighters clash with tiki torches
Monet is fine, but I'll take my graffiti portraits
I live inside the pyramid
See I don't need the porches
Concrete jungle I named it Nefertiti's fortress

Can you hear the voices in the night
Whispering
Can you hear the voices in the night
Whispering

Sweet nothings in my ear mean everything
Jumped the broom landed on a wedding ring
A secret love, not this confetti thing
Because of them we survived when it's tragic
My body is the bread in a sweetgrass basket
My blood is the ink in the pen that I use to write the words I read, yes I read for my passing
Get it, yup I read for the past and
Though I speak today
I read in a past tense
You can call me Bushmaster