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Sister girl, she needs some help
That system ain't justice it's designed to melt
In this sunburnt land, where the cold hearts felt
We're doubled up from jacks with cards were dealt
We mask the pain through a mask that yells
You deliberately neglect all our past I can tell
Suddenly, through a subtle note of music
An untold story of some brother boys bruises
All these other white noises seem useless
In a faraway land were every second dudes clueless
Sovereignty never ceded or purchased
Despite what it is, brother don't be nervous
Untypical sing along. its working,
Rhymes with thought culture hooks with a purpose
Learning history before it's history
His knee, his neck really inconsistent, see
The time it takes to hear this song
That's half the time it took just to make him gone
Their is no justice, just us,
Love is building up in my lungs for my mother,
Brother I'm sorry, another day of scrubbing stuff,
We gotta trust father,
Please protect us, yes son, don't worry
Challenge the mind we challenge the time,
Thinkin of a better life
My mission's a vision to get my spirit off a mission and create a hype
They planted a seed now the flower bloom just as you create your spite
Now a mother and daughter can peep into kitchen
And see a brother cookin right
Blacked out fam i feel like we made it
Saying they ceded a country my people say that you claim it
We create the discussion dont comprehend they sayin
My sovereignty's is a subtlety that we ain't screaming through payment
You heard
Now that's a life untold
Look in the mirror and see your life unfold,
Praying to your father while your highness takes a seat
We be lookin to the sky and feed the fire with our feet, Lord
Crown Land, How dare
You willing to stop my life better back it up as if you want some
Don't want the blood in your hands
But the blood in the sand to be
Determining the hunger of a young blood
Found an alias, for our country Australia
Hypercritical, inconsiderate, failures
To divisive? don't lie you like us
That's why you haven't skipped this track yet, don't deny it,
Deep down I know you wanna buy us
Play us to your friends, like I know these guys and uh
I went to school with a couple black friends
So I think understand what their pain is
To tell the truth you don't know shit,
You don't me and you don't know him
What you know about being up school class
Every mother motherfucker look at you telling you your half cast
Hit me up now like please man forget the past
Let me think about... yeah nah
And yeah that cake is kind
But your track record shows that the cake was mine
I said, the gesture of the cake was nice
But that cake you stole, you ate, then lied,
Was mine, was his, was hers, was ours, now,
How explain an empty plate,
To a generation hungry with no time to waste,
Trying maintain life to stay sane this ain't safe
Crown Land, How dare
You willing to stop my life better back it up as if you want some
Don't want the blood in your hands
But the blood in the sand to be
Determining the hunger of a young blood and
Girl My problems,
Girl You found them when I let you in and now,
See it in her eyes she saw me
Writer(s): Daniel Rankine, Roland Ah Chee, Nathan Rigney, Grayson Rotumah, Rulla Kelly-mansell, Marlon Motlop
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