Remember…
We started on the top and got thrown on the bottom,
On the East Coast our folks struggled through the problems.
They never had a chance to teach what their parents taught’em.
Too busy getting beat by the Nuns and the Priests, on their knees in the middle of
the night, I always think about’em.
A slow torcher for my people, we were walked on like streets.
Forced to eat the lies you fed about your beliefs.
Truth be said, your genocide still affects me,
Cause I’m still at war every day with this country!
The hydro dams and hydro lines they ruined our maps,
Left us on swamp lands, like animals trapped.
Destruction came with the train and the iron track,
It took a long time for us to find our way back.
Now you got your oily black snake creeping through our lands,
Controlled by your government’s men and their greedy little hands!
A hundred-thousand warriors unit, to take a stand.
Like a rock and to crush all your plans!
You can take your bright lights and flash’em at me!
And sound in some back-up AND their dogs! You’re gonna need,
The army to save your life, you better believe!
You’re not safe on my land, you better retreat.
In the middle of the day we lost a life,
Another woman slaughtered!
My girl left without a trace, the wrong race… you’ll never notice me.
In a room all alone and tied up…gasping to breathe.
The big story on the news, will probably read “another woman’s body found,
without any leads”.
That the killer left without a trace, a cold case, an empty space,
We wont forget about her! NO MORE… we’re sick of your deceptions.
I’m sorting through your lies and teaching kids lessons.
On how you took the time to kill us with your sickening infections.
Your genocide and homicide will haunt your history sessions.
My Parent’s pain will not go without World’s attention,
My Ladies lost lives, will have soul’s resting.
They raped our children, killed our mother, brainwashed our brother,
Given tags that are numbered, to keep control of their systematic, slow smother.
Taking land, taking food, taking life, took a husband from his wife.
Cut their hair with a knife, burned their souls, stole their rights.
It’s hard to sleep late at night when you fear for your life!
Wait, what’s those words you keep saying to me?
Truth and reconciliation! Seriously??
How on Earth can you talk to me about any truth?
While your school system constantly brainwashes our youth.
Makes us feel like we’re extinct and inferior to you!
You better…wake up quick wake up,
From all the lies that you make up and make up,
Honour the Treaties that you break-up and break-up,
Or go back to your own country IN EUROPE!
Reconcile with a church pedophile?
It’s gonna take a while, for me to smile.
With these scars I got,
On my skins not as bad,
As the ones in my thoughts.
Well, I guess I could just forget about it…
But every morning on the news…it comes back again.