the gardens that grow don’t happen on accident
roots run deep and get tapped into madness
like we’re mappin’ the grandest but we ‘re plantin’ the sadnesses
steady uproot and be scrappin the tannest kids
trapped in a land that gives frantic and panicked attacks
see our seeds rise sayin’ “send ‘em all travelin’ back”
mad and they adamant that stolen land is owned won’t be handin’ it back
but couldn’t last in our absences and
keep us around but won’t be havin’ the classes mix
roses are reserved for the gardens of palaces
but what’s a rose by another name?
just a thorny weed over growin’ the same
and they out on their own and their outta control
and they outta they mind and they outta they soul
and we got stay focused and we gotta keep reachin’
into earth out in the world til it ceases
keep reachin’…

they call us weeds
…just an inconvenience
they don’t like the way we grow
what it means is
they’re intimidated
we just growin’
we ain’t assimilated
we just growin’

They call us weeds, they don’t like the way we grow
Try to cut us down, say we tryin’ to take control
only growing...diggin’ in the dirt
pushin’ through the shit, the garbage and the murk
we’re in your backyard
we’re at your schools
we’re in your hoods
wearin’ the truth
We are growing through the pain
We are dandelions, and We are everywhere

Estranged from our roots scattered from our family
kept from the truth makin’ magic from insanity
what we own is insufficient
but we spread it out like it was butter on a biscuit
butter on the concrete, draggin’ on the gravel
they rub it in and tryin’ to drive it home with gavels
I mean edgers, I mean drugs, I mean pesticides
I mean fast food, distractions that anesthetize
I mean the fucked up messages are emphasized
I mean relationships, sex and violence, desensitized
I mean prison, I mean slaves they expect to die
I mean inspect these lies so we can set aside
And move forward with a present mind
Bring our seeds to a plot where they can centralize
on the come up, been workin’ for so long
not to take control just tryin’ to hold on
no home, our seeds ride on the wind
searching for some space where we can begin again
no home, our seeds ride on the wind
searching for some space where we can begin again

They call us weeds, they don’t like the way we grow
Try to cut us down, say we tryin’ to take control
only growing...diggin’ in the dirt
pushin’ through the shit, the garbage and the murk
we’re in your backyard
we’re at your schools
we’re in your hoods
wearin’ the truth
We are growing through the pain
We are dandelions, and We are everywhere

the hand picked get care in the gardens
the right food, light, water - we starvin’
we know what you value, it’s so obvious
our voices drowned out by media and lobbyists
come out and say it, you really just don’t give a fuck
if it ain’t affectin’ you, you givin’ nothin’ up
willfull ignorance of privilege keeps takin’ in
countless bodies in the green that you rakin’ in
you call it gardenin’, we call it genocide
you call it human rights to kill us off with pesticides
rights of businesses take precedence to little kids
we treated foul for tryin’ get our voices in the mix
We are passing news of death in the streets
Told to keep our dignity, accept our defeat
Keep our voices down, stay off the air
We are dandelions and we are everywhere

We are systematically poisoned and uprooted
We are growing through the pain
We are dandelions, and We are everywhere