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I’m profilin’ – you don’t even know what style I’m on
I got my own lake to swim in like it’s Walden Pond
Plants grow between my toes and it’s savin’ my soul
I got a cabin in the woods like Henry David Thoreau
Plus a fishin’ pole, all alone, but I’m not a misanthrope
I just feel like wilderness is dope, I’m tryin’ to get a dose
I feel better minutes later when I get exposed
I be readin’ National Geographic for centrefolds
That’s a hell of a panorama the camera caught!
Damn, that’s a shot of Guyana’s part of the Amazon?
Just let me add it to my future travel catalogue
The real Amazon, not the one I order Pampers from
Get connected to the wild at the molecular
Level and spread the message of protection like you texted it
I don’t give a freckle for hecklers disrespectin’ this
Swagger jack, just stagger back from the precipice
Get your hands up
If you feel the buzz
If you feel the rush
From the wilderness
Both hands up
Feel it in your gut
It’s where we come from
So we’re healin’ it
Walden Pond!
We started in the wild as it fed, watered, and sheltered us
Since australopithecus times we’ve been part of the wilderness
It sculpted us, prior to agricultural settlements
And other relatively insignificant developments
The skeletons of my kin are dead and buried
In the wild not in cemeteries, we’ve been sedentary
For the blink of an eye; our lifestyles in the present vary
But never forget that we were quadrupeds and hairy
Every DNA-bearing organism is a distant cousin
Oh yeah, you’ve got a common ancestor with every single one of ‘em
But what’s gonna become of ‘em? We humans are opportunists
And our definition of “omnivorous” is new and all-inclusive
And solutions are elusive, the damage is irreversible
But we’re the most versatile species ever that the earth has known
Some of us are into paving paradise with parking lots
Others are more into preserving the parts we’ve almost lost
Get your hands up
If you feel the buzz
If you feel the rush
From the wilderness
Both hands up
Feel it in your gut
It’s where we come from
So we’re healin’ it
Walden Pond!
I was born in the 70s, the music was heavenly
But a devilish trend since then has affected everything
We doubled the population of humans on the planet
And erased half the terrestrial vertebrates, tragic
Wait, we lost half of them? That’s a hell of an accident, eh
American, European, Asian and African apes?
I’m talkin’ mammals and birds and fish in the rapids
And snakes and salamanders and frogs, how did this happen?
Well, we didn’t see them comin’ like a kid runnin' in traffic
And we kind of expanded our habitat and took some captives
And ate all the rest, and now let’s get this off our chest
We feel really bad and hope biodiversity isn’t completely dead
Okay, it’s only mostly dead like Westley in the Princess Bride
But we can bring it back by puttin' fingers in the sky
Miracle Max in the house, like makin' Tinkerbell fly
With clappin’, when hands up becomes political action
So get your hands up
If you feel the buzz
If you feel the rush
From the wilderness
Both hands up
Feel it in your gut
It’s where we come from
So we’re healin’ it
Walden Pond!
credits
from The Rap Guide to Wilderness,
released December 16, 2014
Written by D. Brinkman and D. Moross
Violin by Todd Reynolds
Rap by Baba Brinkman
Produced by Soulful Spider
Additional Production and Mix by Lin Gardiner