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Friday, May 21, 2021

Sa-Roc - Wild Seeds (Official Video)



Sa-Roc is a lyrical genius. A woman so talented she can’t help but drowned out any and every lyricist around her. The vocabulary is sophisticated and one of a kind. Originality is one of Sa-Roc’s strongest qualities. There is no other female lyricist that addresses intellectual topics in the manner 
Sa-Roc  does. Typical is not a word I or anyone else would ever use when describing this nubian queen! Perpetual perfection. 


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VINYL/CD/MERCH: https://Sa-Roc.com SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE: https://bit.ly/RhymesayersYT VIDEO CREDITS: Directed & Edited by Aliza Brugger @alizabrugger Produced by Scott Gerlomes @scottgerlomes Cinematography by Andrés Solórzano @andres_solorzano_dp Production Design by Shel Greb @shelgrebdesign Wardrobe by Chloee Ohayon-Crosby @avant4garde Make-Up by Cici Pringle @lookitscici Talent: Queen Afua @queenafua Gale Madyum @gigimangeles Dhaujée @dhaujee Ferriss Mason @ferrissmason Kateria @kateriaknows Dance Performance by Jazz the Snowmän @jazzy_thesnowman Gaffer: Motiejus Barauskas @m.barauskas Steadicam Operator: William Christensen @william.christensen.88 Key Grip: KG Azariah @azariahbjorvig First Assistant Camera: TJ Ticket @tjthickett Set Decorators: Eddie Garcia @theycallmeeddie_ & Eduardo Urbina COVID Officer: Mackenzie Lyle @macklyle On Set Photography: Jon Lazar @jon.collective Production Assistant: Brittany Fauconnet @brittfauconnet SONG CREDITS: Written and Performed by Sa-Roc Produced by Sol Messiah Mixed by Leslie Brathwaite Mastered by Joe LaPorta “Wild Seeds” contains a sample of the recording “Doomed” performed by Moses Sumney, courtesy of Jagjaguwar. Used with permission. All rights reserved. CONNECT WITH SA-ROC: https://rhymesayers.com/artists/saroc https://www.facebook.com/sarocthemc/ https://twitter.com/sarocthemc/ LYRICS: Intro: I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. (4x)   1st verse: Since I was a small fry, knew I had big dreams. Chased em like a rookie after championship rings. Mama told me diamonds from the hardest of bed rock, and if I wanted to glow up had to polish my spirit clean. Cuz you ain’t made for all palates, taste comes acquired.  If they can’t copy and paste, they’ll control- alt-erase your profile. And the debased get that check as if good faith been retired. Keep us silent while we serve as inspiration for hire. Absurd. I come from tribal women, gold fronted and baby haired. A run in our tennises a mile or two may disturb. Fed the world with our innards gave em housing between these curves.  Now the public tenants think they entitled to the reserves. That’s a negative like I’m overdrafted. Access to my assets legislated and passed, this here craft got me teaching dudes class like the Praxis.  Cuz they been trying me and my Sojourners just for practice.  Whole globe spinning on my double X axis. Graphite tinted grandmothers in the ashes. I’m the Phoenix flinging winged prayers from my passages. Resurrecting fully blown dreams from the fractures. Roc!   HOOK:  I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. Yes Ma’am  I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. Ok I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. I did I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. One day (2x)   2nd verse:  Everything I am been diagrammed, blue printed, and planned. Yet everybody throwing their two cent in the can. Lotta treasure had to get off my chest so I’d expand. In heart, light as a feather. In art, a fire brand. No apologies necessary, qualifiers are banned. This is God level, judgment is out humanity’s hands. Got a fanbase admiring my touch from the promised land. I’m Tubman, clutching my freedom to bust like a talisman.  Eff your respectability efforts to police me. I’m from where the sharp tongued, neck rolling Chiefs be. Learned to run with wolves in case a shyst tried to fleece me. Got ice watered veins from broken life promises. See- Met a gypsy with some door knockers and a quartz rock across her two wrists.  Said her temple turned into a fortress cuz the cost of worship too risky. Spit a universe out the mouthpiece and its seeds out my uterus. Never had a table seat so I’m chasing bread like it’s sacred- call it the Eucharist.  Every spoken word invoke women battered but never broken. This that sharecropping, hatchet toting, poetry in motion. This is TransAtlantic echoes out the floors of salted oceans. Make me a living portrait of my sisters’ voices for the culture.   HOOK:  I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. Yes Ma’am  I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. Ok I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. I did I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game. One day (2x)

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