Lyrics:
or deeds
You could just appoint people
To make everything legal
To sanction the trickery and greed
And back in the jungle when
The natives got restless
They
Woo
Ayy
Haan (Bordeaux and Non Native)
Grrrt, uh, bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana
Uh, uh
Uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em
Way, way out in space there's an island
The natives are restless and violent
Not long ago they were silent
Now they buzz and hum
Oh how far
It's a most unusual day
Feel like throwing my worries away
As an old native-born Californian would say
It's a most unusual day
There's a most
From native to the natural lives you can't deny the natural vibe
On a Mayfield natural high, artificials can abide
I love to see my masses rise
the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark
Looks as if I'm now your native guide
When the fog
natives doing a odd looking skip
I parted the weeds and looked over the swamp
I seen them cats doing the ubangi stomp
Ubangi stomp with rock and roll
Beats
Times was simply plain I knew they'd eventually change
Let's take a trip down memory lane
With the game talker, native new yorker
Gators on my
back
You ride a steel horse racin' toward a rainbow end
While her seas and her rivers run black"
He said,"Look what you done to her native son
Buddy
native and foreign
Belonging to their culture, yet answering to no one
Both tall and exceedingly handsome
If I had to guess, I'd say they were wealthy
outside to know what we're bound to face
The level of disparity, the common man
The manner of destruction of the native land
The poverty of reprisal
too much
I let Tone touch my ears to let the bullshit disappear
Pa' 'fuera, tu no sabe, mi manera
Native tongue, puttin' it down, donde quiera
De
bitches that we on
Go tell lil' Morg that I did it, bitch, I'm gone
Grandma Native American, private land that I own
Never once I'll settle, shit,
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
of the beat, the beat, the beat
They say it began with a chant and a hum
And a black hand laid on a native drum
Bantu, Zulu, Watusi, Ashanti, Herero, Grebo,
will pay for my sins later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday
See me load the AK,
were natives there called guanches, guanches by the score
bullet's, disease the portugese, they weren't there any more
now they're gone, they're gone,
O Canada
Our home and native land!
True patriot love
In all thy sons command
With glowing hearts, we see thee rise,
Our true north strong and free
fashion
Is getting, kid, I'm making cash and crashing
Parties that everybody's talking about, we turn it out
I'm just a native New Yorker with clout
I
The sun is shining through the trees
I lie out here on the beach taking it easy
Along comes a native boy
Gonna give me a cool drink
Try to look deep
And don't bother to question
The things you already know
Like I love you so
Sun down
And the natives got their fists up in the air
Oh, they're everywhere
Oh native tongues, they're talking.
Bliss, tragedy, divine.
I set to search the ruins.
I looked inward to find.
I keep running into circles.
out where this highway goes
Close your eyes, Nikkia, and you'll see
Close your eyes, Nikkia, and you're free
Free, free
The natives are restless
Ayy, fuck that nigga Haan, man
Bordeaux and Non Native
I just got a call from my ex-bitch (Brr)
713, shawty still live out in Texas
(She do, she do)
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