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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barkaa
Barkaa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chloe Nunkeri-lowana Quayle
Chloe Nunkeri-lowana Quayle
Composer
Jacob Turier
Jacob Turier
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
jayteehazard
jayteehazard
Producer
Tom Garnett
Tom Garnett
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Edgson
Andrew Edgson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I ain't come to beat around about the dispossession I'm pent up with aggression bigger than you comprehension My bloodline stretches right back to that Malley bra And you got points but they ain't even valid cunt I go to war everyday, my Blak is uniform You say I'm fair skinned, I say you're too gone I got these features from my matriarchs, they skin dark And you ain't even know shit about it being hard They used to beat 'em and then rape 'em and they took they kids Gone tell me why I ain't got trauma in this life I lived I seen my brothers get ripped by the hands of white pigs I even went on a trip but I came back from it Salute the matriarchy, you ain't fuckin with this Salute to all my tiddas who is handling bizz We ain't backing down to no patriarchal shit! We come from strong bloodlines, we was raised equipped Bow down Aye bow down Aye bow down Aye' they used to look down on me Look who's looking up now Bow down Aye bow down Aye bow down Aye' they used to look down on us Look who's looking up now Bow down Tidda came to do what she came to do son No pity for these cats, they's a nuisance You ain't fuckin with this blackfulla movement If you think you really is, keep it movin' Boogie down with my mob, I keep it groovy If you got me in a grip you gon lose me I ain't sorry for the way that music move me Sorry not sorry, baby I am ruthless You wanna get something straight with me I walked the hard road when no one was there for me I picked myself up, I got a lot of strength in me And that's real talk, you should be fuckin scared of me Yeah I'm all up on my grind ain't no stopping my flow I got that Bakaa in my bones and it's calling me home Just wait a little bit and this tidda be gone But I got oppressors on my plate and I got my feed on I'll put my feet on 'em, I'll stomp on a P.M I give a fuck about a government my people don't govern I don't follow white law only L.O.R.E And that's me bra, I'm Barkindjim, I love who I be Bow down Aye bow down Aye bow down Aye' they used to look down on me Look who's looking up now Bow down Aye bow down Aye bow down Aye' they used to look down on us Look who's looking up now Bow down My totem eagle so I'm fly as can be (aye) All for my people rep my M.O.B (aye) So when they gonna set all my people free No justice, no peace, uh fuck the police Bow down
Writer(s): Chloe Quayle, Jacob Turier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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