Hibernation - Looptroop Rockers, AYLA

Underneath, underneath

Quite snow cover me

Silence deafening, what are we

Waiting for butterflies, bumble bees

Far away, in the wind

Something foreign, once again

I hear Lauryn sing

After winter must come spring

I’m on my Modern Day shit

Born and raised in the hibernation

You don’t want no confrontation

Larvae pupae population

Lie in wait in final stages

Kind of crazy connotations

Atomic winters, Ronald Reagans

White like beach sand, miles of wasteland

New frontiers, frozen tears

Eyelids stick together, close your ears

I’m…felling like no one cares

Countries bipolar, polar bears

Roam the streets, lock your doors

No one’s safe, stop and pause

All waiting for the midnight sun

To bring us back to life so we can live like one

(Hibernation)

(Hibernation)

Underneath, underneath

Quite snow cover me

Silence deafening, what are we

Waiting for butterflies, bumble bees

Far away, in the wind

Something foreign, once again

I hear Lauryn sing

After winter must come spring

After… After…winter must come spring

Waking up, going all in

Last nine months been slumbering

Darkness, nothing happening

Now we out of the den, action again and…

Everybody wants the nectar

Watch your step, terrains a death trap

Taste the blood flavor of the month

Hungry predators on the hunt

Come summertime, medicate your mind

Drink yourself back to sleep sweet child of mine

Recline in merch with sleek design

That passive aggression redefined

My pacifist so passionate

About rocket launchers cashing in

All caught up and colored like a fashion trend

Bringing good ole fascism back again

Underneath, underneath

Quite snow cover me

Silence deafening, what are we

Waiting for butterflies, bumble bees

Far away, in the wind

Something foreign, once again

I hear Lauryn sing

After winter must come spring

After… After…winter must come spring

Down sassing the social safety net

Blaming immigrants, that’s the safest bet

Snow white’s assumed, the cousin of death

Fed poisoned apples made of threats

It’s not a new thing, all this snoozing

Causing aggressive mood swings

Sun Tzu got us burning up

Then it’s blinds down, lights out, back to the hut

They changed the name, bought tailored suits

But it sounds the same as black leather boots

I’m not afraid, this here is rage

And I see you, my people staying wide awake

Underneath, underneath

Quite snow cover me

Silence deafening, what are we

Waiting for butterflies, bumble bees

Far away, in the wind

Something foreign, once again

I hear Lauryn sing

After winter must come spring

After… After…winter must come spring