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Stomp It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Stomp It was released on January 15, 2026 by Kimika Records as a part of the album Indigenous
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Release DateJanuary 15, 2026
LabelKimika Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alkimizta
Alkimizta
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
José Rolando Alas
José Rolando Alas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alkimizta
Alkimizta
Producer

Lyrics

Drum talk first, speakers breathe
Circle form, feel that heat
When the bass hit low, don’t fake
This ain’t pose—this earthquake
Circle tight, feel the bass in your chest-chest-chest
Feet hit earth, ancestors rest-rest-rest
Lights go low, feathers start to glow-glow-glow
Heartbeat lock when the rhythm flow-flow-flow
From the dirt to the floor we take that ground-ground-ground
Every step tell a story in the sound-sound-sound
Hands up high, pride on display-play-play
When the drum say move we STOMP-stomp-stomp
Navajo — stomp it
Lakota — stomp it
Cherokee — stomp it
Choctaw — stomp it
Ojibwe — stomp it
Apache — stomp it
Pueblo — stomp it
Seminole — stomp it
Stomp the floor
Shake it loose
Move your hips
Feel that truth
Stomp the floor
Round and round
Whole damn room
Shake the ground
Different nations, one heartbeat-beat-beat
Different songs, same drum under feet-feet-feet
Plains to coast, north to south-south-south
Elders speak life, youth carry the truth-truth-truth
Not divided by borders or lines-lines-lines
Our identity older than their time-time-time
We move together, circle strong-strong-strong
Many nations walking as one-one-one
Iroquois — stomp it
Comanche — stomp it
Blackfeet — stomp it
Cree — stomp it
Crow — stomp it
Ute — stomp it
Shoshone — stomp it
Pawnee — stomp it
Stomp the floor
Shake it loose
Side to side
Bounce that truth
Stomp the floor
Feel that sound
Every foot
Crack the ground
Don’t wear our ways if you don’t know-know-know
Don’t claim our pain just to pose-pose-pose
Culture not costume, not trend-trend-trend
Not a phase you wear then bend-bend-bend
Respect our names, speak them right-right-right
They hold ancestors, land, and fight-fight-fight
We protect what’s ours, we rise-rise-rise
The line between honor its time-time-time
Yaqui — stomp it
Hopi — stomp it
Tlingit — stomp it
Mexica — stomp it
Yup'ik — stomp it
Lenca — stomp it
Mapuche — stomp it
Miskito — stomp it
Stomp — stomp — STOMP
Shake — shake — SHAKE
Round the circle
Don’t hesitate
Stomp — stomp — STOMP
All night long
When the drum talk
Move that strong
From the floor to the sky we stay ground-ground-ground
From the drum to the heart that sound-sound-sound
Circle close, never break-break-break
When the beat fade out we STAY-stay-stay
Written by: José Rolando Alas
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