My Garden of Eden

by Namiwa Jazz

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released December 4, 2014

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Namiwa Jazz Birmingham, UK

Hailing from Birmingham town, Namiwa Jazz is an emerging singer/songwriter creating big waves on the live music scene up and down the country. Recently crowned Vocalist of the Year 2014 by Poetic Essence.

Exuding an aura and a voice beyond her years, she describes her unique sound simply as Soul influenced with an Afro-Twang. Citing musical inspiration as everything from Aretha to Akala.
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Track Name: Jungle
Defeated tongue .
I cant do this.
No hope, the soul move slow.

Drifting around in the grave yard of my dreams.
I feel like a flower growing in a plant pot
I feel like a flower growing in a plant pot.

Said I dream of the jungle; eh
I dream of the amazon; eh eh
I want to be wild
I want to be wild
Claws like a tiger; eh
Rolling with the big cats; eh eh
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.

Hay!
Free as a bird.
I will spread my wings and saw,
Fly away , high in the sky you'll never see me again.
Off in the mist, with the horizon and stay;
Namaste! Namaste! Namaste!
Sipping green tea and meditate!

ooo ooo

Said I dream of the jungle; eh
I dream of the amazon; eh eh
I want to be wild
I want to be wild
Claws like a tiger; eh
Rolling with the big cats; eh eh
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.

Said I dream of the jungle,
I dream of the amazon.
Were the sun is warm and all is pure , Call it a Truce.
The way you serenade me
The way you seduce me yh yh yh

Said I dream of the jungle; eh
I dream of the amazon; eh eh
I want to be wild
I want to be wild
Rolling with the big cats; eh eh
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.

Said I dream of the jungle; eh
I dream of the amazon; eh eh
I want to be wild
I want to be wild
Claws like a tiger; eh
Rolling with the big cats; eh eh
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.
Track Name: F*CK The Media
The exploitation of woman starts and ends in the same pace.
Its all change, lets all change for a better day yh yh yh.
If I gave you fruit from my womb would your respect me.
Or socially undress me, vex me , diter me from my kind; Cant even press rewind.
Its all change ,lets all change for a better day yh yh yh.

Social constructs Destruct about time
Social constructs destruct
Free your mind fu fu fu freee your mind
Fu fu fuurrr, fu fu fuck the media

Fanatical, about the female body hold your script in your hand bout what is a hotty.
Who defines you, who defines me fu fu fu.... fu fu fuck the media

Black Boys are fucked before they play the game.
Binaries they stay the same.
Mother natures turn, can we really change perception.
Just give me respect and it will be alright. It will be alright.

Social constructs Destruct about time
Social constructs destruct
Free your mind fu fu fu freee your mind

Fu fu fuurrr, fu fu fuck the media X8
Track Name: Beautiful one
You are the beautiful one with the eyes that shine bright like the Caribbean sun.
You are the beautiful one the future belongs to you generation.

I get board in class, scribble XOX's in my note book.
Head in the clouds, I'm on my path, I'm singing it loud.
Gimmie lickle attention I, touch me on my golden lips.
I see golden roses.
But Karlas only 14 years old!
But Karlas only 14 years old!
Should she be exposed!

You are the beautiful one, with the eyes that shine bright like the Caribbean sun.
You are the beautiful one, the future belongs to you generation.

Council estate kid , Always trying to blame shit on his foaks,
Momma shouts , She's on the Scrummpy Jack I have that fucker Jack I Wanna stab him in the back .
I want to run away! Hit the road Jack it will be ok.
Opens his front door, drug dealers swimming at his feet.
Give me some more hay
You wanna fuck a whore
Initiation, initiation
Who is there to protect my son
Who is there to protect your son

Na Na Na No No No nay X2

Keep him out f your head out of your pants.
Untill your old enough to understand.
Don't Let that fucker jack hold you Back.
Hit the road with your dusty back pack
Dust trails leave behind him, Heavens open as you rise.

You are the beautiful one with the eyes that shine bright like the Caribbean sun.
You are the beautiful one the future belongs to you generation.

Yh Yh Yh
Yh Yh Yh

You are the beautiful one with the eyes that shine bright like the Caribbean sun.
You are the beautiful one the future belongs to you generation.