Duppy Feat. Curly Castro - Reprise

Woke to blood on the gate
 Witchcraft whispered by maids
 The fear under the mask, my father's face ashen
 Hands grasping held us back
 We were kids laughing
 A few months later, the hearse had him
 Graveside, women clutch, white napkins
 Black magic, rumors it wasn't no accident
 State funeral, uniforms and acronyms
 Eat with the dead, pour strong spirits
 We Africans
 Yeah, me and my sister we never really laughed again
 It's obeah we come for
 And paid good money
 Last weapon of the poor
 For this children went hungry
 Blood on the door, buried charms, paw of monkey
 Macbeth palms, dry-eyed in the beloved country
 Burglar alarm, reach for the heat, find nothing
 Die quietly in your sleep, they still say your wife did something
 Upon your house a pox
 A fortnight, body in a box
 Don't believe me, just watch
 I see fire in a- (I see fire in a dead man's eyes)
 I see fire in a- (I see fire in a dead man's eyes)
 I see fire in a- (I see fire in a dead man's eyes)
 I see fire in a- (I see fire in a dead man's eyes)
 I see fire in a-
 Once upon a lynching
 Rank fumes of incense
 Root workers herb mixing
 Graveyard dirt pinching
 Intention imprint
 Fragrant oils holy waters
 Sacrifice for those who fell before us
 Retreat to the forest where the moon don't shine
 And the sun barely sweeps the floor
 Four corners, crude shrines
 Brick dust outlines marooned
 Psychic ties humbly we commune
 Perfumed resin laws of attraction
 Bats blood, black arts
 Conjure man incantations
 Fireside divination
 Don't forget to feed the loas when the spirit leads
 Tell my horse I'll ride sidesaddle
 Star charts and dream books
 Papa la bas live from the botanica
 All white attire with a mugwort amulet
 Third eye pierce, geode chevron amethyst
 Nature my cathedral, backwater crossroads talisman
 Gypsy woman with a fever vision
 Destiny altered in this land of the living
 Elders still whisper listen in the stillness
 (I see fire in a dead man's eyes) I see fire in a-
 (I see fire in a dead man's eyes) I see fire in a-
 (I see fire in a dead man's eyes) I see fire in a-
 Tread lightly when I walk holy ground
 Go tantric in a cemetery, make no sounds
 In my concrete red feathers and tomb stones
 Travel in the street when you pass vodoun homes
 Me no disrespect, but me nah fuck with duppy
 Call me lucky, me nah go near no ghost fuckery
 Wouldn't step foot in my grandmama's wake
 'Til she whispered in my ear before it's too late
 My old wisdom used to commune with those gone
 She bore witness to me grandmatha form
 Me elders always visit when the hour's gone
 Papa Legba Anubis threw dice on my lawn
 No calling of lords 'fore the bones go cold
 Hunting for the soul once known as Leroy Jones
 My daughter is phantom, cross the forts mine
 For my best friend's say I deserve a lost life
 Watch your mouth, they are mine, be careful what you sign
 Death in triplicate, blood on the dotted line
 When the soil goes bad, the soil stays strapped
 In a lead -ined coffin or a nail-filled mask
 See the fire in a dead man's laugh, ah
 See the fire in them duppy man past