Aux Cord (feat. L-FRESH the LION) [Remix]

Yeah you know I’m from the west

OCB we rolling with the best

Use the lemon all the way to the zest

Yeah we keep it juicy, juicy juicy, juicy

Feel like an aux cord how I’m fitting all these stereotypes

Arab girl, family tried to bury her light

Till she ferried her kite, to a different kind of island

Learned to fly it real high

even when she felt frightened, the judgement her uncles and aunties,

shame of her mother some posts she just can’t see,

Habibty we came here to give you a good life,

stop chasing your dreams, just be somebody’s good wife

FUCK THAT SHIT

FUCK THAT SHIT

FUCK THAT SHIT

FUCK THAT SHIT

Gradually, the galleries inside of me gave calories

Energy to remedy the recipe of pedigree

See, myself and all the people I grew up with

There were some rules and some shit that you couldn’t fuck with

Immigrant mindset, some imminent fine print

They planned your life path, you'd better not try to side step

I stopped trying to hide shit, own your light, shine it hella vibrant

We’re forming a new culture, an ethnic Aussie hybrid

Yeah you know I’m from the west

OCB we rolling with the best

Use the lemon all the way to the zest

Yeah we keep it juicy, juicy juicy, juicy

Yeah, the son of two migrants

Who hoped that their kid would shine brightest

But where we come from it’s a rough climate

Still I rose to become one of the South West’s finest

In this game they gave us snakes but we climbers

Life’s all good if you’re acing your assignments

The stars ain’t ever in alignment

But if there’s a way then we got the will to find it

Move with the times but my goal to be timeless

Inspired by the grind & the whole scene’s vibrance

Community teaches you humility and kindness

When one of us wins the feeling is priceless

The odds stacked against us, when you open your eyelids

You learn quick, discrimination’s a virus

They try paint us with one brush and simplify us

But their labels don’t define us

Survival mindset can sometimes produce a blindness

To the struggles of the land we on, caught up in silence

Remember the times when, we left for this Island

Continent, oppression and pain in our consciousness

When we arrived our skills weren’t recognised

From your eyes your parents work ethic never dies

You inherent their dreams coz they never got the chance

Too busy building things with their bare hands

But that’s some pressure, especially when your vision is extra

That takes next level effort, and you tryna be the best that

You can be, despite the negativity

You’re not prepared for a fight but they paint you as they enemy

Stealing their jobs when you want equal treatment

complaining non-stop, that’s what they say when you speak up

Be grateful is what they try teach us

Not knowing that for everything we have we had to reach up

And grab it, work hard, establish new habits

Some rise to the challenge, some fall tryna manage

The expectation, excuse my hesitation

To celebrate a nation that barely appreciates us

That won’t face it’s own demons in the name of healing

Who built a foundation off of pillaging & stealing

And will it ever change?

Mainu nahi pata (I don’t know)

They may never understand us, (what?) I didn’t stutter

We from the West

Yeah you know I’m from the west

OCB we rolling with the best

Use the lemon all the way to the zest

Yeah we keep it juicy, juicy juicy, juicy