I've been too stuck in my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles with chains
Five hundred days
I've been too stuck to my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles and shackles and chains
Bozzy be back
Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye
Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky
Jesus got us on the path, way, woo
Come and see the vision, nigga been countin' on me
I can feel it, wait, aye
I'ma go get it, put that on my mama, nigga
Really 'bout his business, woo, aye
Five hundred, three hundred days
Ancestors held down their chains, rest to the graves
Soul for a soul, my goal is to roll out a nigga that craves
All of my pain, roll out a marble, my name is intact
That skrilla is killa, my niggas stay back
The choppers be bustin' if you want some slack
I kill for my family, that shit is a fact
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
Do your hair hang low
Does it wobble to the floor
Creator tell me when to go
Hell naw, I ain't ashamed of my drum
F*ck you mean, bro?
I feel it in my soul, you ain't even know
Granddaddy was a real one
Rest in peace to my Baba'o
'Cause real eyes realize real lies still
Like grandpa like grandson
Big-headed neechie for real, f*ck how you feel
Hard not to see us, we came out of left field
F*ck it mask off in this bitch and reveal
A monster, ha
I be goin' for the kill
Starting from nothing to stamps on the passport, uh
Chin up, eyes down at the airport, uh
Spent the summer living out the suitcase, uh
Went from couch-surfing to a new wave, yeah
Five hundred years my people been humble
Five hundred years we dealt with the struggle
Five hundred more years for all of my youngins
For five hundred years we been drumming and drumming
Geronimo back
Sitting Bull back
Crazy Horse back
Pontiac back
Low key ain't me
Let the hair free
'Cause I didn't choose my spirit, dawg
Now my spirit chose me, whoa
At the back of the plane, hey yeah
Singing John Wayne's teeth hey yeah
They say go back where you came, hey yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7th Generation Club
What up?
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal yeah
Is your drum off white? Is your braids done tight?
Then we go'n be alright
All eyes on me like I'm not a human being
Look, we go'n be alright
I've got savage on my chest like Supreme
Savage DNA in my genes
Creator rules everything around me, cream
I'ma be alright with my team, yeah
Creator take the wheel, man I'm going in
Rez whip, Rez chick, Rez accent
I've got broke boy ambitions that was back then
Now I'm in the winner's bracket paying taxes (ching)
'Cause the stairway to heaven isn't really made of gold
No church in the wild, so Creator made an animal
I'm thankful as f*ck, I've got both palms up
Now my hands are full
We labeled as savage, the label is Native
We make it, you make it, the future First Nations
Thank the Creator for all of these favours
Minay on the radar, we finally famous
No time for vacation, the penthouse is vacant
Dream catchers meet chasers, I'm off reservation
My neighbours Caucasian, excuse my behavior
I can't even help it, I'm snotty by nature
From minor to major, my braves getting braver
Minay to the grave, put that in a waiver
I've run out of patience, I can't even fake it
Man we the new raiders, we want it, we take it
Protect your location from nation to nation
Where everything sacred, from cedar to raven
Creator's creations, my ancient relations
And we the replacements, God damn it's amazing
They've been praying for my downfall
Pray the day never comes, though
Dark night in the ville
Creator made an animal
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I've been too stuck in my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles with chains
Five hundred days
I've been too stuck to my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles and shackles and chains
Bozzy be back
Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye
Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky
Jesus got us on the path, way, woo
Come and see the vision, nigga been countin' on me
I can feel it, wait, aye
I'ma go get it, put that on my mama, nigga
Really 'bout his business, woo, aye
Five hundred, three hundred days
Ancestors held down their chains, rest to the graves
Soul for a soul, my goal is to roll out a nigga that craves
All of my pain, roll out a marble, my name is intact
That skrilla is killa, my niggas stay back
The choppers be bustin' if you want some slack
I kill for my family, that shit is a fact
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
Do your hair hang low
Does it wobble to the floor
Creator tell me when to go
Hell naw, I ain't ashamed of my drum
F*ck you mean, bro?
I feel it in my soul, you ain't even know
Granddaddy was a real one
Rest in peace to my Baba'o
'Cause real eyes realize real lies still
Like grandpa like grandson
Big-headed neechie for real, f*ck how you feel
Hard not to see us, we came out of left field
F*ck it mask off in this bitch and reveal
A monster, ha
I be goin' for the kill
Starting from nothing to stamps on the passport, uh
Chin up, eyes down at the airport, uh
Spent the summer living out the suitcase, uh
Went from couch-surfing to a new wave, yeah
Five hundred years my people been humble
Five hundred years we dealt with the struggle
Five hundred more years for all of my youngins
For five hundred years we been drumming and drumming
Geronimo back
Sitting Bull back
Crazy Horse back
Pontiac back
Low key ain't me
Let the hair free
'Cause I didn't choose my spirit, dawg
Now my spirit chose me, whoa
At the back of the plane, hey yeah
Singing John Wayne's teeth hey yeah
They say go back where you came, hey yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7th Generation Club
What up?
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal yeah
Is your drum off white? Is your braids done tight?
Then we go'n be alright
All eyes on me like I'm not a human being
Look, we go'n be alright
I've got savage on my chest like Supreme
Savage DNA in my genes
Creator rules everything around me, cream
I'ma be alright with my team, yeah
Creator take the wheel, man I'm going in
Rez whip, Rez chick, Rez accent
I've got broke boy ambitions that was back then
Now I'm in the winner's bracket paying taxes (ching)
'Cause the stairway to heaven isn't really made of gold
No church in the wild, so Creator made an animal
I'm thankful as f*ck, I've got both palms up
Now my hands are full
We labeled as savage, the label is Native
We make it, you make it, the future First Nations
Thank the Creator for all of these favours
Minay on the radar, we finally famous
No time for vacation, the penthouse is vacant
Dream catchers meet chasers, I'm off reservation
My neighbours Caucasian, excuse my behavior
I can't even help it, I'm snotty by nature
From minor to major, my braves getting braver
Minay to the grave, put that in a waiver
I've run out of patience, I can't even fake it
Man we the new raiders, we want it, we take it
Protect your location from nation to nation
Where everything sacred, from cedar to raven
Creator's creations, my ancient relations
And we the replacements, God damn it's amazing
They've been praying for my downfall
Pray the day never comes, though
Dark night in the ville
Creator made an animal
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles with chains
Five hundred days
I've been too stuck to my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles and shackles and chains
Bozzy be back
Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye
Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky
Jesus got us on the path, way, woo
Come and see the vision, nigga been countin' on me
I can feel it, wait, aye
I'ma go get it, put that on my mama, nigga
Really 'bout his business, woo, aye
Five hundred, three hundred days
Ancestors held down their chains, rest to the graves
Soul for a soul, my goal is to roll out a nigga that craves
All of my pain, roll out a marble, my name is intact
That skrilla is killa, my niggas stay back
The choppers be bustin' if you want some slack
I kill for my family, that shit is a fact
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
Do your hair hang low
Does it wobble to the floor
Creator tell me when to go
Hell naw, I ain't ashamed of my drum
F*ck you mean, bro?
I feel it in my soul, you ain't even know
Granddaddy was a real one
Rest in peace to my Baba'o
'Cause real eyes realize real lies still
Like grandpa like grandson
Big-headed neechie for real, f*ck how you feel
Hard not to see us, we came out of left field
F*ck it mask off in this bitch and reveal
A monster, ha
I be goin' for the kill
Starting from nothing to stamps on the passport, uh
Chin up, eyes down at the airport, uh
Spent the summer living out the suitcase, uh
Went from couch-surfing to a new wave, yeah
Five hundred years my people been humble
Five hundred years we dealt with the struggle
Five hundred more years for all of my youngins
For five hundred years we been drumming and drumming
Geronimo back
Sitting Bull back
Crazy Horse back
Pontiac back
Low key ain't me
Let the hair free
'Cause I didn't choose my spirit, dawg
Now my spirit chose me, whoa
At the back of the plane, hey yeah
Singing John Wayne's teeth hey yeah
They say go back where you came, hey yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7th Generation Club
What up?
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has it that Creator made an animal
You ain't even know, I'm an animal yeah
Is your drum off white? Is your braids done tight?
Then we go'n be alright
All eyes on me like I'm not a human being
Look, we go'n be alright
I've got savage on my chest like Supreme
Savage DNA in my genes
Creator rules everything around me, cream
I'ma be alright with my team, yeah
Creator take the wheel, man I'm going in
Rez whip, Rez chick, Rez accent
I've got broke boy ambitions that was back then
Now I'm in the winner's bracket paying taxes (ching)
'Cause the stairway to heaven isn't really made of gold
No church in the wild, so Creator made an animal
I'm thankful as f*ck, I've got both palms up
Now my hands are full
We labeled as savage, the label is Native
We make it, you make it, the future First Nations
Thank the Creator for all of these favours
Minay on the radar, we finally famous
No time for vacation, the penthouse is vacant
Dream catchers meet chasers, I'm off reservation
My neighbours Caucasian, excuse my behavior
I can't even help it, I'm snotty by nature
From minor to major, my braves getting braver
Minay to the grave, put that in a waiver
I've run out of patience, I can't even fake it
Man we the new raiders, we want it, we take it
Protect your location from nation to nation
Where everything sacred, from cedar to raven
Creator's creations, my ancient relations
And we the replacements, God damn it's amazing
They've been praying for my downfall
Pray the day never comes, though
Dark night in the ville
Creator made an animal
Writer: Alan Claudio, Corben Bowen, Darren Metz, Quinton Nyce
Copyright: Lyrics © INGROOVES MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © INGROOVES MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Performed By: Snotty Nose Rez Kids
Length: 4:13
Written by: Alan Claudio, Corben Bowen, Darren Metz, Quinton Nyce