A tribe is viewed, historically or developmentally, as a social group existing before the development of, or outside of, states. Many anthropologists used the term tribal society to refer to societies organized largely on the basis of kinship, especially corporate descent groups (see clan and kinship).
Some theorists hold that tribes represent a stage in social evolution intermediate between bands and states. Other theorists argue that tribes developed after, and must be understood in terms of their relationship to, states.
It is important to note that the word 'tribe' is a contested term due to its roots in colonial anthropological foundations and the connotations that these hierarchical definitions have.It is common practice to use alternative terms like 'ethnic group' , or nation.
The English word tribe occurs in 12th-century Middle English literature as referring to one of the Twelve Tribes of Israel. The word is from Old French tribu, in turn from Latin tribus, referring to the original tripartite ethnic division of the Roman state: Ramnes (Ramnenses), Tities (Titienses), and Luceres, corresponding, according to Varro, to the Latins, Sabines, and Etruscans respectively. The Ramnes were named after Romulus, leader of the Latins, Tities after Tatius, leader of the Sabines, and Luceres after Lucumo, leader of an Etruscan army that had assisted the Latins. According to Livy, the three tribes were in fact squadrons of knights, rather than ethnic divisions. The term's ultimate etymology is uncertain, perhaps from the Proto-Indo-European roots *tri- ("three") and *bhew- ("to be").
I'm standing for someone or something
I read it in the papers.
I still remember
I heard it on the radio.
CHORUS:
I'm a slogan, an old story,
A disease, never again.
I don't like this, new anger,
These young boys, just make me laugh.
This picture, I'm so nervous,
The DJ says "who are you?"
Look at me, I'm shaking,
I don't know if I can move.
Working boys? tonight
I don't want to be a? picture
I don't want to be an old man
I don't want to be a good friend
I don't want to be a hero.
chorus
Where do you stand in this Battle Cry?
Represent!
I and I a Jah Jah warrior
4x
The reconstruction commences; the soldiers equip for the lessons
My life, a sacrifice is made new through these confessions
Manifested, this joy is my desire
Light this fire to flames; praise the name, Jehovah Jireh
Is my provider, the truth that lives inside of this fighter?
Take me higher, Master, Sire makes me a good rider
I'm gonna ride on down til I break through the front lines
And ain't going home until I gets mines
chorus
I grab ahold of my second chance, this time gonna make it last
Left the world came back an Outkast
To lay among the remains, through the trials and the pains
Run for cover, make shelter, uncharted terrains
Bloodstains light the paths to the ways of living breath
My soul is put to the test
Blessed with a mic in my hand, Jah make straight my steps
Then I hooked up with Payable On Death
We flow in Unity, stand in One while the foolish be
Lost in this hour, with Power we have Authority
To overcome while these cowards just pick up and run
We ain't done till this battle has been fought and won
The victory, how sweet it be, is already ours
Holding the stars, is the man that carries my scars
Always the same, I wear his name with now shame
Here in this Battle Cry, we will never die
We will never die Tribal Warriors
chorus
She makes you dance
A valkirie seducing the spirits of beyond
She communicates, through those rhythms
With the spirit of hades
So pure, so deep
Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond
In the depths of belief
So cold, so glacial
Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away
In the depths of life
Look for the pleasures within yourself
It will guide your aura towards a world
Where the trees touch so close that they look like they embrace
Tribal ceremony
So pure, so deep
Magic, mystic, let yourself drift to the beyond
In the depths of belief
So cold, so glacial
Magic, mystic, let yourself drift far away
In the depths of life
So far, you can't imagine it...
So strong I can almost touch it
I touch their wives and I touch their gods
So far, you can't imagine it...
So strong I can almost touch it
I touch their wives and I touch their gods
You can't understand it
Ceremony of a cult, of another century