My country tis of
Kool aid sippers
We speak DAPL
They feed us scrapple
Release me Give we free
Post small pox blankets
Watch it go crow creek
The rivers flow all deep red
State turner falls May I
Mother Earth Pray I smothered
In they lies
Trudged trails of tears
From staten to powhaten mad hatters in manhatten
Tribal status
Let man have it
I hear the beat of the drums
The pulse of the womb
Acts for savannah
While the sisters on the res still vanish
Missing and murdered
Plundered and further they
Serve us like they never stole the land
Up in the first place
No amendments made
Sentiments a tear from a cree
In the shade
Choctaw tomahawk
Shouts on display
While we masquerade
As mascots
At the Macy's parade
I won't forget old Shasta
In return We danced with wolves on the graves of the masters
It's 2020 visions seeing w no glasses
Don't forget how we mashed your wagon trains
You gave us the acid rain

These purple mountains
These amber waves of grain
They weren't yours
We gave them different names
You gamble in different ways
This ain't casino you aint deniro
But with that denero all your tunes will change
All the rules will change
No longer held to the same
Yet you nailed It main
You nailed us to your albatrosses
You mined us to the vein
You golden
You said our gods were older
That we were savage
And your god could change
But yet you
Took our lives
For fruited plains
My fruit is stronger
My fruit is stranger
Hanging from the branches
In a different way
You reserved the right to
Relocate our spaces
I prayed on wounded knees
You preyed in hate and greed
The space between your stars
Is where my ancestors be
The plant between your stripes
Before you snakes implied don't tread on me
You tread on bison in the mountain
You charge us for the free
Our lives provide your heat
You say to earn our
Keep while you keep our earns
And pay us on the cheap.


You murder us
You take from us
We give to you
You take from us
You learn from us
Then murder us