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I really don't think they understand sometimes All they do is talk and talk Nobody ever really wanna listen Well here's the truth for you, here's the truth Lost myself inside a busy hell Think about my truth and sleeping in a lonely cell Justice isn't coming killing all our little wealth Cast away onto our land said this the card we dealt Truth spitting On a mission cause I've seen my cousins suffering and hustling Jacked up on a millitant picture I see the flames in they shades Ga**ing all my people that dare to stand up today Rexton ain't been never the same Shout out the homies up in Eskasoni I never plan on being phony, Ain't an activist or Holly roller A'sutmat (aa-su-de-mat) to Gisu'lgw (gi-suulkw) every morning So i understand, That your pain is mine Fame is fine but Id rather be loved than spit blind Picking up on positive signs Immma Survivor of a genocide, mi'kmaq pride, That's why I Keep my heart on my sleeve and my fist to the sky No cuffs, help me when the talking is tough I'm always starting it rough, But I been copping the rush For all you caught in a rut, know your spirit is up Know your spirit is us we moving forward in love Bringing back the land I won't apologize Hope is something that i'll keep till I die Reach for the stars I don't want no loss Imma break with force and ill melt that frost Lost myself inside a busy hell Think about my truth and sleeping in a lonely cell Justice isn't coming killing all our little wealth Cast away onto our land said this the card we dealt Truth spitting On a mission cause I've seen my cuzins suffering and hustling Jacked up on a millitant picture I see the flames in they shades Ga**ing all my people that dare to stand up today Rexton ain't been never the same Obsessed with the crime and the fame Had us losing all our footing on the mountain of shame Sons pulling out their knives to their mothers In the struggle finna keep all of our people under rubble Buried in the struggle It's not our fault that he hate the color white Distrust they infringe upon our rights Got a tank against our people on a high horse Snipers pointed at my head over a golf course Tell me if you've ever felt like you coud never succeed If you knew that yo regalia d'be making a scene Used to sit in all my cla**es tryna bury the creed Grampy talking bout our people bring the fire in me Endured a lotta loss, trouble part of my life Reporting all I feel into infinity mics Red is something that I wear because the feelin is right Repping to the end of time, mama told me to fight You'll always save yourself first Came up from a generation of a deep hurt And I'll never be erased I would die first Imma micmac coming with a loud verse, run it again Lost myself inside a busy hell Think about my truth and sleeping in a lonely cell Justice isn't coming killing all our little wealth Cast away onto our land said this the card we dealt Truth spitting On a mission cause I've seen my cuzins suffering and hustling Jacked up on a millitant picture I see the flames in they shades Ga**ing all my people that dare to stand up today Rexton ain't been never the same
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