Rebirth

[Intro: Tanya Tagaq]

[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]

12 full moons like white gold, grandfather sky is getting old

Tides come and go and the rivers froze and the weather man said its getting cold

Winters coming, I’m coming home

My ancestors come from the snow

I’m first born and Creator knows don’t let me get in my zone

S on my chest, anti-hero I guess

Beads on my neck and my earlobes are stretched

Abnormal, irregular, so unconventional, are we original? YES

Phone home, I got a bone to pick

I got trust issues I can never fix

I’m true to myself and my promises and when I’m in Rome I do the opposite

Got my voice back with my artifacts; now I’m talking shit with my talking stick

From Potlatch bans on our own land, where legal pot was provocative

We drumming our drums as usual, we singing our songs as suitable

We dance to it all, so moveable. We do it together, its beautiful

I’m breathing heavy, I love it

My palms are sweaty, I love it

My culture’s alive, I love it

The art is revived, I love it

[Chorus: Tanya Tagaq]

[Verse 2: Young D]

Uh, Nate to the bone

Lit like my sage homie I ain’t alone

The spirits stay with me to get where I’m goin

Had my first sweat homie, I was reborn

Pride gets bigger as my hair get long

Two long braids, that’s a dedication

Son of a gun, no registration…just like my pops

We about feast, potlatch

Copper shield on fleek, top notch

Stayed true from the jump, Kriss Kross

Dear Turtle Island, this the renaissance

Don’t take my kindness for weakness, man that shit too funny my neechie

So tell me, have you ever been at the bottom?

Its muddy my neechie

I’m pissed off for greatness my neechie

Been silent and deadly since my nose was snotty

Besides all my fam, I don’t fuck with nobody

Illuminative, no illuminati. ILLUMINATIVE, NO ILLUMINATI

Misunderstood, ya’ll don’t understand

I’m a redman with a method man

Resist, revive, indigenize - we heavy hitters

We don’t die, we multiply - cry me a river

[Tanya Tagaq until end]