Lyrics:
of Solomon, heed the call
Entire cultures erased in rivers of blood and flame
Homelands reduced to ruins and ash
The stench of death rising from the red
culture
The media is the dictator
Tell me why we must remain in this
Western culture
There was a time a time
When things were done right
With no
May a native speak without impedance
I got some qualms and I brought a grievance
Imma need reparations
Or I aint leaving
So cut the check but check you
a coconut philosophy
Religious like ferocity, a coconut philosophy
Your culture's based on robbery, appropriate your following
Native migrant tenacity,
gods, new diseases and strife
Does this make us thieves, to be robbed of culture
A tiny spec of land amongst wolves and vultures
Kahulu Chamoru, mungga
their culture and stole their identities
You know they can't cultivate the land the way that they once did
You know they can't fish and hunt the way they
ditches only thing cement would ever grow is weeds
Fast Mecca, is we ever gon' eat?
The culture hungry for a change would take a second to see
While upstate
ships of war
Native cries rang warnings
Behind their paints of war
"They're coming! They're coming!
They're coming, I fear.
They're landing! They're
There are animals everywhere
Birds fill the air
Fused in the summit like a pyramid
All cultures remain
Diverse in domain
No matter who you are
An equal
Worse than pirates
They came here
Dragging our culture
Spitting on our beliefs
Imposing Christianity
They threw us away from our homeland
Killing our
Indigenous, once were men alive
With own cultures, their pride, communities so natural
Confederations, organized social order
Like each society,
just build a wall and forget that we’re all immigrants
We took over the natives and referred to them as Indians
If we think your culture’s cool you bet
where rivers wend
Their native spirits blends
In harmony with nature's song
A sacred dance that's been lifelong
Beneath the canopy's verdant shroud
Where
speak my English culture
See my mind moves quicker than bodies, bitches say clocky, I turn em to a lobby
That shit'll turn straight to a hobby, how i left
a portrait with lines in the sand
Distinguishing me from the culture I'm not the flyest, I got no stylist
I'd much prefer that it's not required I'd rock
hide
Foundations on stolen ground blood spilled
Natives displaced their spirits chilled
Manifest destiny a twisted creed
Exploitation suffering hearts
Gotta stay woke on a takeover
Brought a raincoat drop a wave on ya
It's all to make hope not for payola
Did it for the modern day culture
Fully lit but I
lunchAnd a banana lounge
to plant his arseWe're all so differentThough we seem
the sameThrough the native eye we look so veinWell
he knows Fiji yeah he knows
the rapist and
His fucked up past
Decimate a native, leave him in our path
Death and destruction
We kick back and we just laugh
When the culture values dogs
me? I demand reparation
Fuck a cowboy, I'm a native robbed of my nation
I'm an African, Black man, fucked out my language
Got me praying to a white
ethnic culture they can plug a mike to.
The imperialists rub their hands in glee
As the slave-boy hunts out butt-ends in the garbage cans.
Is it any
CHORUS
Primitive Rhythm Machine, it's the true, rhythm of
The natives, tho wholy rhythm. God creates, jungle beats
Evil, only perverts.
Verse 1
In a magical time, in a mystical place
He and she crossed paths
Their native tongues foreign to each other, they are not
Underscored with melody
culture
Scanning the surface like vultures
With your tourist mentality
We're still the natives
You multicultural but we're anti-racist
We ain't ethnic,
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