War Club
My baba was raised in an era when they tried to save the man and kill the Indian (facts)
Fuck a residential credential, my pride on a million (Yi)
I need me some cedar, some sweetgrass, some sage and tobacco, I need me some medicine
My spiritual guides never lie!
All my loved ones in the sky let em in
We ain't agitators, we educators
We ain't protestors, we protectors
Dream chasing with dream catchers
We the wildest dreams of our ancestors
All my sisters and brothers
Of Black, Indigenous and People of Colour
Let's hold it down and uplift one another (come on)
There's beauty in unity (Yi)
Indigenous sovereignty, Black liberation
We go coast to coast homie, this the formation
This revolution will be live
And decolonized
For the next seven generations
All my relations (Wah)
War paint, war club, war cry
More sage, more life
War paint, war club, war cry
More sage, more life
New beginnings I'm writing my genesis
Old spirits returned, this the Revenant
When the drummers are knocking, we let em in
Don't let em get back in they element
I'm out of my head again, only get better when
My pen and pad is my medicine
I'm a Savage boy, I ain't no gentleman
God damnit I'm proud of my melanin
I met a few legends who told me to get it
They told me my voice is a weapon
I know that I'm nothing to mess with
My talking stick, my Smith and Wesson
Ohh that's my buddy, my best friend
If you know Imma threat then you guessed it
Let's talk about what we've been blessed with
War Club
War paint, war club, war cry
More sage, more life
War paint, war club, war cry
More sage, more life
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em with the war club
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em with the war club
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go ,go ,go
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em
Hit em with the war club
Autor(es): Dan General, Darren Metz, Quinton Nyce
