They put the real ones in muzzles while the fake take our bundles…
Talking way too loud… We make em bounce like bustles /
What do they know about the Moosonee struggle?
Moose Factory hustle or this moose meat muscle? //
It takes thousands of pulls on cold skidoos…
Hundreds of miles through the bush in snowshoes /
Tons of piles of wood spilt... Cords of spruce…
Many hours stuck in the slush with soaked boots //
Patching holes on a canoe in a hail storm…
Calling moose and spending 4 days waiting for him /
Praying for him... When he comes straight aiming for him...
Sharpening my blade for him... Red rain pouring //
Blood stains on my mitts… It remain on em…
Grip mics with them… Spit like I’m flame throwing /
It’s a cold world… They’re numb… They want our brains frozen…
But I will not succumb and be a slave for them //
Nothing made foreign… We’re all local…
No quiet Natives where I’m from… We’re all vocal /
Big rapids up ahead… Think I’m shooting them…
Sometimes you gotta just do it… (Just do it den) //

Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Do it for your dootemn… Where you from?
Do it for the land and do it for the fam…
Do it cause you can even though they said you can’t //
Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Make em say dootum…
Just do it den
“” “”

Bear clan Moose Cree with the spirit of a
lynx… I will share what I’ve seen… I don’t care what they /
think… I don’t care what they preach and I am never going to
Sink… Down to their level… They trap you like a //
mink… They’re wearing our fur… They’ve stretched us to the
brink… Skin torn from our flesh… Infected with the /
Stink… It doesn’t smell the same… We call you out
Quick… Can’t question this… I was born a bush //
Nish… First rapper from the Land up North to push
discs… I ride a moose like horse… I’m bush /
rich… She’s plucking a goose on the porch to cook
with Potatoes, wild rice and corn… Keeps it tradish //
thick… Our culture deeper than the roots dig in…
They’re stealing from our knowledge keepers holding truth within /
We call em out and kick em out cause it’s who we’ve been…
When it’s time to face the drum they better do it den //

Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Do it for your dootemn… Where you from?
Do it for the land and do it for the fam…
Do it cause you can even though they said you can’t //
Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Make em say dootum…
Just do it den
“” “”

If you don’t want the smoke why you playing with the fire?
Saying Native rap don’t exist is saying I’m a liar /
Oh now that there’s money to be made all of a sudden you’ve been
hunting on these lakes? Fronting like a brave but keep //
ducking like a drake when the gun about to blaze?
Tuck your mic away when it comes to where you’re raised /
I’ve been hunting on these bays since I was a boy… The maze of
Rivers and creeks saved me… It’s the land that made me so //
You can’t shame me… You can’t change me… Talk a-
Bout culture shock… I live through that daily /
But I move so wavy… These streets won’t sway me…
I’m a Moose River Cree and the beast won’t tame me //
But in the city we can feel like castaways…
If you weren’t raised in the culture you can’t relate /
So Why scrape food off of my plate?
When it’s all I have and you already ate? //
Mooshkamee sweat… Veins got moose stew in them…
If they've been claiming they’re Native they better prove it den /
We call em out and kick em out cause it’s who we’ve been…
When the community says prove it better do it den //

Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Do it for your dootemn… Where you from?
Do it for the land and do it for the fam…
Do it cause you can even though they said you can’t //
Just do it den… Make em say dootum…
Make em say dootum…
Just do it den
“” “”

We call em out and kick em out cause it’s who we’ve BEEN…
When the Great Spirit says “Do it” better do it den..