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Tuna nga nini (cover) - Keziah FromGod x Vini Mbuyi

Bigty - 50 ans (Red Capsule)

Si tu crois

Pardonne-moi

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Kuma

Ma vida

Ghetto Worshiper

Écris

Signatures, written in the leaf veins
God marked plants with the blueprint of pain
Signatures, look close at the root base
Shape of a skull? That’s cure for the brain

Signatures, see it in the shade and growth
Red sap drip? That’s blood for the oath
Signatures, mirrored in the way it spoke
Every stem like a limb, every pod like a throat

I seen herbs shaped like lungs, posted near the pine
Smoked it once, opened up the airway line
Walnut crack got the cortex shine
That shell, that shape, that’s a signal from divine

They said Böhme wrote the face of a leaf
Was the face of the beast or the mark of relief?
Hypericum poked with the pores like skin
So the old heads rubbed it for the wounds to mend

Bloodroot bled, and they used it for cuts
Saw it like stigmata, not luck, but trust
You don’t guess when the God hand brush
If it look like a liver, then it might flush guts

Old texts with the coded lines
Said Dioscorides traced design
From stem to star, the signs align
As above, so below, that’s the vine

Signatures, written in the bloom pattern
Uterus shape? That’s birthwort's lantern
Signatures, marked in the bark and branch
Nature don’t speak, it chants

Signatures, leaf like a hand, that’s grip
Use it for shakes, arthritis, the twist
Signatures, color and shape assist
God don’t label, He scripts

Coles said, “Read what the garden said”
The cure’s in the curves and the roots gone red
The worm that twitch look like nerve instead
So they dried that thing and they ate it dead

Quincunx rows in the orchard bed
Kircher drew stars from the fruit he bred
Said the soul got signs, and the plants embed
So the vine you climb might heal or shred

The liverleaf looked like three blue lobes
So they brewed it up for the bile that froze
But some got sick, some hit the dose
That birthwort bark? That was death in a cloak

It’s deep how a leaf can lie
Or lead you right if your eye aligned
One man cured, one man fried
Same flower, two fates, one sign

Signatures, marked in the mold and moss
Soft to touch? Then use it for loss
Signatures, even when the cause is false
The belief itself might heal the cost

Signatures

For My Riders

I Don't Care

Bigty - 50 ans (Red Capsule)

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