This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
Shotgun red hot like a sweat rock…
Make a city Native do the rez stomp…
This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
30-30 with the head shot…
Straight shwoosh with the rez rock…

Ever try to shoot a goose flying passed you?
That’s what I call fast food /
Ever try to grab a moose by the rack, you?
That’s what I call a bad move //
I’ve always represented for the Native North...
Call me Thomas Shepard; way I play with cords /
Trying to create a sound to catch the vibes //
Of the machataywayow... It’s land and skies /
Still bringing high notes from the Lowlands...
If you really Wanna go we can go den /
I fight with my words... Musko Dotem...
On a track first one to say “Skoden” //
94 calls to action…
Still waiting on all the action…. /
It’s looking like it’s not going to happen…
It’s looking like we’re going to have to take it all back den…. //
If you know some politicians better at them…
Talking bullshit? We’re going to throw it back at them… /
No more stretched words and talking…
The ancestors are watching //

This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
Shotgun red hot like a sweat rock…
Make a city Native do the rez stomp…
This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
30-30 with the head shot…
Straight shwoosh with the rez rock…

I’ve made some shoolean but it’s more than business...
Every word... Every verse dropped for my Nishes /
But when it come to the critics and haters hating specifics
about the way that I did this? All I hear is crickets //
I’ll never take a deal... I keep it independent…
I own the rights to every record… Each and every second /
I wear it proud around my neck just like a beaded pendant…
Peace sign folded in a fist my only needed weapon //
They don’t want to see us rise up…
Want us to keep our mouths closed and our eyes shut /
They taught of a God made their image…
Said the theft of our land was pilgrimage //
They still grimace at the thought of me doing a sweat…
Brush off the fact their economy’s doomed to dept /
They’d probably hate to know that I still pray for them…
Cold world… But my father taught me how to stay warm //
I’m a hunter and warrior through and through…
It’s nothing that I need to prove… What’s true is true /
I truth pursue as I’m moving through these ruins… Smooth
Stepping wild lynx who has never jumped through a hoop //
I knew I was no chicken so I flew the coop…
Showed them I had eagle vision… Saw through the noose /
I heard a calling from the fallen and I made a promise…
No matter how much truth hurts… I’m staying honest //

This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
Shotgun red hot like a sweat rock…
Make a city Native do the rez stomp…
This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
30-30 with the head shot…
Straight shwoosh with the rez rock…

This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
Shotgun red hot like a sweat rock…
Make a city Native do the rez stomp…
This is Nishnawb Hip hop…
30-30 with the head shot…
Straight shwoosh with the rez rock…