Snotty Nose Rez Kids

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The self-titled debut album "Snotty Nose Rez Kids" is an LP that hits all the highs and lows along the journey of a couple kids from the rez, but you'll feel it no matter where you’re from! Talking about our oppression, resilience, and resurgence, politics, mental health, healing, growing up on the reservation, and unity. SNRK covers many of our collective lived experiences.


released January 28, 2017

Recording Engineers: Clayton Charleyboy & Darren “Young D” Metz
Mixed by: Darren “Young D” Metz
Mastered by: Mike Rogerson
Recorded at: Harbourside Institute of Technology
Album cover art by: Quinton “Yung Trybez” Nyce, Santiago X, & Jennifer Bolton



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Track Name: SNRK (ft. Nyomi Wahai) [Prod. By Heartbeatz]
Yo D! (what up doe?)
Pass me a tissue

[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
I wish that I could go back through time and space to the land
to where no one gave a damn about the snot on my face
Where all the snotty nosed rez kids you found at the bay
couldn't even be phased of what you thought of their ways
Cuz you know we feeling numbness when we're swimming in the Douglas
when the sun hit the sky, without a doubt we raised a ruckess
Butt naked out in public, but you know we don't care
we never cared about the tides, if its hot out, they're there
You can catch me on the beach, wet feet in my socks
or with wieners in my tackle box, fishing off the dock
And good God, I used to dread reeling in them bullheads
I'd pretend that they were sharks and I'd never told my friends
Cuz my imagination got me bullied by them older fellas
my mama told me they were jealous
You couldn't shoot my confidence, its bullet proof man
and I got mama to thank man, she made me who I am

We them snotty nose rez kids hey
out to play that's everyday
And everybody here knows my name
oh, some things just never change
We be up to some no good things
back and forth like we're on the swings
Handing that playground biz
we them snotty nose rez kids

[Verse 2: Trybez]
I've been running around the rez, snot dripping off my nose
in an old pair of kicks and some hand-me-down clothes
And even back then I never had a lot of friends
until the kids around the rez would play Cowboys and Indians
They all wanted to be Cowboys....
but I'm a native and I'm proud of it
Me and all my cousins facing everyday struggles
like I told this girl I liked her and she kicked me in my stomach
I get it, she was raised around her brother
and the only thing tougher than her brother was their mother
I was only seven, I learned a valuable lesson
mama'o told me that these girls could be my cousins
I said "I wasn't doing none, I got a village to run"
cuz mama'o's favourite grandson ran with them village kids
Until my mama heard that my cousin stole her cigarettes
I think my brother told her man, he such a stupid idiot
"You need to calm down mom, I swear it wasn't me..."
*Kid getting beat*
She beat my ass dumb
but I can take it, I was young
I was raised by my rez man, you know where I'm from
and when the snot hits my lip, I still lick it with my tongue cuz


[Verse 3: Young D]
Lets take it back to when all my minays were here
when you switched from snugs to boxers for your underwear
Out and about until the night sky was crystal clear
can't wake up the mamabear, so we creeping up the stairs
Hella scared, cuz she gotta get up and grind early
sneaking around the house with the homies just to cook perogies
With peach fuzz above my lip and my hair curly
my only worry was to get my shy ass to talk to girlies
Slowly but surely man, that’s where it all began
I ain’t even have a celly then, thank God for MSN
All I needed was some dial-up connection
a little bit before I thought about getting it in,
A year later is where it all starts and marks
the time where cats would spark the ganja green or puff darts
Have puppy love or break hearts and sometimes weren’t really that smart
like after dark sipping on mama’s stash while walking through the park
To the last high school dance, with all the fams
Got my KanYeezy Steez with polo tees and baggy pants
Had a plan for this one last chance,
to get a summer romance and saved it for the last dance
I was surprised that it worked, you can tell from the smirk
that I had up on my face, that I was happy with my choice
Friday night delight, feeling good and right
I got home and couldn’t wait to tell the boys
Still I kept it on the low, cuz mama don’t need to know
that her baby boy was looking for some love just yet
How can I never forget when she found out, I bet it was
because I came home with some hickies on my neck, damn
Scared straight, uh, stayed out late, but
its the price I’ll pay, cuz, it felt great
Mama gon kill me, but in the back of my head
I know damn well I’ma do it all over again cuz

Track Name: Fish and Rice [Prod. By Scarecrow Beats]
[Verse 1: Young D]
Living on a budget, I can’t pay the price
tell me what’s gourmet? it must be something nice
Yeah, but I still dream about that paradise
all while I’m eating a bowl of that fish and rice
With some ice tea in my cup, its been my go-to since a little pup
but now I’ve grown up and the bills are building up
And for this last damn month man
that’s been my breakfast and my dinner and my fuckin lunch
Broke and feeling starved, that combination’s deadly
these times are getting hard for a youngin in his twenties
I’m counting pennies like Sheldon knocking for Penny
which isn’t many, so, if anything this next week is looking Ugly Betty
Uh-oh, that can is starting to run l-ow
my stash better have m-o, i fuckin hope s-o
And if not I’ll lose my shit and finna go lo-co
hoof, luckily I have one more tho

[Hook: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Cuz I’m just a youngin that’s hopin
that this ain’t the last can that I open
and its the only thing keeping me going
cuz now my pockets ain’t really that swollen
And the man up above only knows why
that right now there’s some things that I can’t buy
So I can’t complain if it help me get by (what’s that? what’s that?)
Canned fish and rice, heyy

[Verse 2: Yung Trybez]
Yo, picture this...and put yourself in this position
you're a snotty kids granny frying fish in the kitchen
You would cook, clean, bake a cake and even wipe his ass
but he all wanted was some chicken, so he spit it in the trash
But we were only children
she's an angel up above and I don't how she did it
She put up with all his bullshit, I would of killed the kid
I guess I'll admit, that was me but now I'm different
Cuz nowadays, I like prawns dipped in garlic butter
crab legs, fish eggs, I've even eaten seal blubber
but man I really miss my mama'o yelling "Supper time!"
to find a can of fish that we jarred in the summer
(Man, what else you got for me?)
We got deloss in the smokehouse
a jar of ooly grease and some salt to over coat it
Drank shakes that made me quake with some fries that crossed my eyes
but have you ever tried a bag of eulachons with mustard on the side?
I'm on the toilet and I'm screaming
Pepto Bismal, I'm feinding
Still the bomb tho, Hiroshima
that aquafina salmon that runs up the Skeena
And when it falls like confetti, when your bank account is empty
and you can't afford spaghetti
How you supposed to buy the grub you need to fill up your belly?
let me tell you cousin, its in a can and its ready
Crack it open, heat it up and mix them all together
you know fish and chips? aight, but canned fish and rice is better
With a can of fish and soya sauce, and a pickle for the side
just add a cup of water and a half cup of rice
Its my way of life, my papa set me right
man, my mama taught me well and I got grandma to thank
Man, I'm down to pocket change but my mama says I'm rich
cuz there's nothing in my bank but my freezers full of fish


[Verse 3: Young D]
I’m Starvin Marvin…I can’t focus
thought I’d be rich by now still the brokest
that pay day disappeared quick, hocus pocus
so the landlord sent me an eviction notice, damn
My fridge is far from being full
and no I ain’t being irrational
All I got left is non-perishable
and there’s no more than a handful
Yeah, but les-be honest like two girls in bed
I’d rather eat out but I ain’t got no money left
So instead, I’m fed from that meat below the fish head
I got an indian taco boy, the power of the Fry bread
The struggle real and nothing less...
too bad I can’t cash reality checks….
I push it to the max like a credit card in debt
this what I get for going for broke man, a fuckin wreck

Track Name: Indian Car [Prod. By ItsGoodBeats]
Indian Car

This remind meeee of my first whip
’93 Honda Civic kid
I be, rollin 5 deep, windows down a bit
we just a bunch of snotty nosed rez kids mayne
Cuz how far we go back? red light, green light
got a youngin almost running out of gas mayne, but we gon be alright
drive slow homie, life moves fast, don’t wanna see them flashing lights
even when the car looking like trash, we be like “hell yeah that’s my ride"
Gotta keep it Andre 3 Stacks to the max
got the dj in the front and the rest in the back
kicking back while the speakers on blast, uh
Hot box it up (whaaat), my boy will pass it up
don’t want my boys to gas me up,
if they do then I want that shit free on tax, uh
In the fast lane on the highway,
late night with the pedal to the medal
Ain’t even thinking about a ticket,
just to be safe, let’s let the smoke settle
We got them beats all banging
switching lanes we swangin
and I don’t see that ever changing mayne
hell naw, cuz we

[Hook: Yung Trybez]
Cruisin ‘round, windows down
music loud now
Rolling with them boys,
we the type your mama told you about
We’ll go that extra mile
since we was juveniles
That youngin lifestyle
homie we gon be awhile
Hit the spot after dark, put it in park
let us spark, paper extra large
we be on our way to Mars
In my Indian Car
we just a bunch of snotty kids from the rez

[verse 2]
Ain’t got no Cadillac, my rims ain’t D’s homie
call it my Hondallac, we still burn CD’s homie
But its getting me, from A to B
I need change or something cuz my tank is on E mayne
No jokin cousin
no candy paint, iits a little rusted
I’m sweating bullets, my A/C busted,
can’t speed uphill, I wouldn’t trust it
even if you crush it, but i still love it
cuz at days end that shit better than nothin
Would rather have that and let my tank run out
than stand down the road with my thumb all out, no doubt
That’s small town bullshit,
ain’t got shit to do with no where to go
Riding dirty, gotta avoid the po
so we hit the back roads
Drive it like a 4 by 4
bounce with no hydraulics tho
Hear the branches scape against the windows
but fuck if I care, this car is so damn old man
For real….We park down by the ocean
to spark that loud and get roasted
Just to talk about life and embrace the moment
So if I drive or sit in the passenger
I’m always down to pass to ya
Talk bullshit and laugh with ya
Cuz I ain’t never mad atcha when we


[outro: Speech]
Just a bunch of younins out here man, who ain’t got no care in the world
Sometimes I feel like pullin up and tellin my homies to get in, and lets leave the town that’s so rural
Cuz we been there and done all that shit know this small town shit can be a little cruel
my tank is ready to go, let’s get this show on the road and make our own rules family,
you know?
And that’s how it go
when you’re a youngin from the 250
in particular, the People Of The Snow
since the day I turned 16 years….no joke
Man, those were the days
That’s how it was for real.
In my indian car
Track Name: Long Hair, Don't Care [Prod. By BeatsCraze]
You know what they say right?
an indian ain’t an indian without his flow
So if one more motherfucker come up to me and tell me to get my hair cut
you know what I’ma say?
Long hair, don’t care

[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
When I got my first cut I was about three
I remember that shit like I was 13
Hair messing up the place, tears dripping down my face
pissed off at my pops like “How could you betray me?”
Aye, but I never let it phase me
I never knew it then that my hair is what'll make me
said "Long hair on a man looks lazy"
he couldn't understand that it represented bravery
I never knew it then but I do now
I stand out in the crowd cuz my skin brown
Now I keep my hair down and I whip it all around
like its part of my regalia, flowing at a pow wow
Long hair, don't care, I say it proudly
long hair, don't care, man I say it loudly
We the first of the nation with beauty all around us
long black hair, boy tell me how you found us
(Man, tell me a little something about your hair my cousin, GO!)
The thing about my hair is that I grow it cuz I love it
and I'm sick of hearing people asking when I'm gonna cut it
You're a native undercover like the indian in the cupboard
and I'm Johnny Redcorn, I'm a bad muhfucka, AHH
(He's a bad muhfucker, AH)
And that's been me, ever since birth
fuck what you heard, I've been called worse
Long hair, don't care, man I'm sick of your opinions
I'ma do me, I'm a motherfuckin indian

[Hook: Young D]
Long hair, long hair (AYYE)
don’t care, don’t care (AYE)
If ain’t nobody liking what we doing
what we tell em man? Shit, long hair don’t care (AYE)
Long hair, long hair (AYE)
don’t care, don’t care (AYE)
If you feel a type of way about Minay
what we say? Long hair, don’t care (AYE)

[Verse 2: Yung Trybez]
When you see me on the street, I notice how you look at me
its like I'm walking into Tiffany's
You can tell yourself you don't see my ethnicity
but your eyes say it differently
That's how its been and this is how it will be
this ain't no epiphany
Even I'm sick of me, the vanity is killing me
this bullshit is getting to my head, no diggity
Something's gotta give, but what's new?
is the brown skin, black flow or tattoos?
Or the fact that I'm in public sipping on a brew?
someone tell me what's the difference between me and you?
I ain't got a clue
but I flex on them haters like bamboo
I've been called a dirty chug but it ain't true
long hair, don't care, no shampoo
I'm a rapper getting fatter with a mind like skitter scatter
and I'm climbing up the ladder talking about what really matters
I got people coming up like "Good God...
get your hair cut and get a real job"
I'm a redskin, new outlaws
I don't rock a gold chain, I rock a bear claw
I don't keep my hair long cuz I don't care
its long cuz I'm an indian...go ahead and stare.

[Hook x2: Young D]
Long hair, long hair (AYYYEE)
don’t care, don’t care (AYYYEE)
If ain’t nobody liking what we doing
what we tell em man? Shit, long hair don’t care (AYYYEE)
Long hair, long hair (AYYYEE)
don’t care, don’t care (AYYYEE)
If you feel a type of way about Minay
what we say? Long hair, don’t care (AYYYEE)
Track Name: Johnny's Teeth [Prod. By Taylor King]
[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
Johnny's teeth, Johnny's teeth
they took all the land and they want it for free
We barely eating or having a feast
its my turn to speak, I'm unleashing the beast
I'm the man of the hour, the mic give me power
they shutting us down, I'm coming back louder
I'm sick of your lies you fucking coward
you wanna talk about power? lets talk about ours
We voted you in and we made you the man
this ain't a brand, its indian land
Take a look at who you represent
and fuck your corporate presidents
Give up the Prime, you're a Minister
as a matter of fact, you're a visitor
I'm known to snap and over react
we've been fucked from the back like prisoners
He's driven by greed
lock your door, get rid of your keys
Hide your kids, get off the grid
Johnny's home and he's trying to get in
He's settled in, he's living off credit
you think we don't know? man, we get it
Johnny boy I see you, walking out the dentist
Johnny's Grills, Johnny's grills
they made of gold, no stainless steel
With a house in the hills like Uncle Phil
while we stuck in the rez, so No Frills
Can't afford the bills, that's too real
stick a knife in your back and thats how it feels
Life's too short for cheap thrills
he the man in the suit and he's dressed to kill
He's out for blood, Dracula
black blood, they extracting it
I'm talking about the blood from our neighbours man
you ruined our land with black sand
Look at our land man you hurt it enough
you're killing our people, you're fucking em up
Oil money ain't distracting us
I'm done with you throwing that cash at us
No Pipeline, NO PROBLEMS
No means no, you know the motto
Pipe through our land? man you wish
a little bit of paper ain't worth the risk
All I need is clean water and fish
no means no, what the fuck did you miss?
Our rivers are this nations veins
if the pipeline ever come our way
I pray to God that they never break
cuz then the real savages come out and play

[Hook: Yung Trybez]
Johnny's teeth, Johnny's teeth
they took all the land and they want it for free
They took all the land and they want it for free
they took all the land and they want it for free
So take a bow for Pete sake
are they crooked? are they straight?
For all we know there's nothing there
goodness grief, look at Johnny's Teeth!
Johnny's teeth, Johnny's teeth
they took all the land and they want it for free
They took all the land and they want it for free
they took all the land and they want it for free
So take a bow for Pete sake
we know the drill you fucking snake
Like your grill, we know you're fake
goodness grief, look at Johnny's teeth!

[Post-hook: Young D]
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny's teeth
No justice, no peace
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny's teeth
No justice, no peace

[Verse 2: Young D]
Idle No More,
this for the fam that came before us
What is freedom? I don’t know no more
what's equality? they always ignore us
Government don’t give a fuck about us
they keep us at the bottom of the mud
They took our land and tell us to be happy
with the piece of land that gave us?
Shit, we’re all equal, we bleed the same
freedom was before columbus came
And I ain’t tryna play the blame game
but try tell lies to my ancestors thats in my veins
Women lie, men lie
about the lives that quickly died from every tribe
But we still survived, you can never take my pride
cuz I reside from the side that suffered from genocide
Idle no more, we’re bullet proof,
if you want the truth, come see the source
Can’t drink tap water, cuz the man
wanna see how much oil he can export
Tried to make another treaty
just to get his foot in the door
With fake apologies, believe me!
I stand with Idle No More
The trees, the water and land, all of the beings
that need our abilities
To stop the machines that’s trying
leave marks on our beautiful Queen, Mother Earth
They abuse her like they did to us, what good is it worth?
but here we stand to fight for our land, for better or worse
'Til we’re the last motherfuckers breathing
man we been surviving every season
And best believe that we ain’t never leaving
they call us first nations for a reason!
Track Name: Off The Ledge (ft. Nyomi Wahai) [Prod. By Taylor King]
[Yung Tybez]
I pull that barrel up to my temple, I wipe away my tears
I’m looking into my mirror, myself is what I fear
Cuz I hate myself today, I’m drowning in my sorrows
you want the honest truth, I’d rather die than face tomorrow
Cuz without the pills I can’t sleep
my thoughts are heavy, my mind’s weak
My cheeks are raw, my pillows wet
my sheets are soaked from these cold sweats
I gotta know, is life really worth it?
What did I do for me to deserve it?
I’ll end it all, I PROMISE!
there’s gotta be more man, what is my purpose?

[Young D]
Listen man, life is so full of these peaks and valleys
but don’t let them valleys turn into canyons
Ain’t gotta do it alone, look man you got family
if you’re taking that step you’ll have instant regret as soon as it happens

[Hook: Nyomi Wahai]
All the voices in my head
I’m so sick of em
Pushing me towards to the edge
Don’t push me off

[Yung Trybez]
I can hardly recall the last time I smiled
I’m dying inside and I’m over denial
I’m a dead man walking but man, I tried
what else is left but suicide?

[Young D]
Look at me man, i’m right by your side
all of this pain here will subside
What do you need, I’m here to provide
I need you here, I don’t want you to die

[Yung Trybez]
Listen up brother, I feel your love
this ain't my pain, its the pain in my blood
That was dealt to my people from Genocide days
I can’t go on surviving this way

[Young D]
Yes you can, just give me your hand
I’ll feel your tribulations
I’m doing my best to understand
your problems and frustrations

[Yung Trybez]
You’re doing your best, I get it
i’m beyond repair, forget it

[Young D]
Naw, life’ll get the best of you if you let it

[Yung Trybez]
Fuck you know about of a life of resentment?


[Young D]
I’m with you man
so tell me why you’ve been feeling like this
I’m concerned about you
I don’t want you to feel this loneliness

[Yung Trybez]
I’m sick of your lies and your phoniness
this ain’t the truth, and you know it!
If I end it all I won’t be missed, tell me who would really notice?
I guess the banks be missing me,
cuz I’ve been struggling financially
but fuck it man I’d rather be free
cuz I just caught my girl cheating on me!
Haven’t seen my boys in a minute
she acting like they up in our business
Been in it so long I’m over my limit
I’m sick of these games, I’m finished!

[Young D]
Look, don’t stress about that currency
fuck that bitch, there’s more fish in the sea
But I never knew, and I apologize
you’re my minay, I value your life


[Yung Trybez]
Slow ya roll, there’s something I gotta get off of my chest
before I go, there’s something here I need to confess
I lost my soul, into my mind theres nothing left
my thoughts haven’t always consisted of death
it gets harder and harder to catch my breath
Cuz lately man, I’m overwhelmed with shadows and darkness
and voices yelling “A bullet is harmless"
I’ve lost my mind, did I take my meds?
I’m on the edge, get em out of my head
they said “Step off the ledge.."

[Young D]
Dawg, I’m speechless...
I’m on pins and needles I’m feeling your weakness
You’re stronger than me,
we soar like eagles that swim out of deepest end
Then we gon weather the storm
And come out of this stronger than ever before
Your battle with voices sounds like a War
but remember the side that you’re fighting for

[Yung Trybez]
When you tell me to fight, you mean for my life?
you don’t know shit, just forget aight?
I know who the fuck I’ve been fighting for
I ain’t stupid man, I’m just ready to go
You’re living your life, I’m living in hell
what do you know about the things that I felt?
What do you know about a gun in your mouth?
what do you know about killing yourself?!
I ain’t calling you out, I’m calling for help
but how can you help me help myself?

[Young D]

Track Name: Black Blood (ft. Nyomi Wahai) [Prod. By Taylor King]
[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
I got black blood flowing through my veins
my brain is covered in blood stains
Blood dripping off my finger tips
and I’m moving on but can’t catch a grip
I remember that night like it was yesterday
when that phone rang, my life changed
And now I’m here with these growing pains
that might go away but not today
We were turning up in Vancity and I had all my fam with me
draped up, we were looking pretty, we were poppin bottles and puffin Nikki
Reminiscing about a night like this
man how was I to know it would turn to shit?
From city lights to bates quick
with that phone call that I can’t forget
It was ten o’clock sharp when I got the call
and my mind was numb from alcohol
With stress in her voice, here’s what she confessed
my brain was numb but my heart was a mess
She said “Listen up, its about your Minay”
what the hell you mean? what you trying to say?
She choked up but I can hear the pain
“He’s gone….he passed away.”
Damn, now thats hard to take
and it only took a second for my heart to break
I’m in disbelief, man you must be mistaken
this can’t be the truth, get your facts straight
And I’m screaming out “Don’t do this”
I’ve never felt so useless
So I checked my phone for proof first
but God damn, that truth hurts!

How could you do this
I’m feeling so hopeless
how could you do this to us
I miss you so so much
The black blood was pouring off you
now we’re stuck here suffering without you
I can’t stop thinking about you
black blood, black blood

[Verse 2: Yung Trybez]
As I hang my thoughts on a broken heart
I packed my bags and I called the cab
I was going through our texts that I kept on my phone
on the plane ride home, man I felt alone
I was with the boys that always had my back
but the jitters in my bones made it hard to relax
And when I seen my pops, I felt the pain
his black blood flowed through my veins
Look around minay, its a beautiful day
man i seen your face in a cloud today
The sky is grey, but its okay
bad weather couldn’t kill me, I just soak it up and say
From flood to drought, man I’m here to play the days out
we’ve all been done dirty and its hard to get the stains out
It took away your life and I know you can’t explain
but we all felt the pain when Cobain blew his brains out
Now we take to the road, no passing out
these are type of memories I can live without
Another day with the fam to pick a casket out and ah,
I blacked out, cuz the next thing I know we’re pulling up to my house
with a line up of trucks to the people in the front
for my brother in the back to pull his casket out
Take a look around the room man, what do you see?
the whole family’s here and we can all agree
That the room feels empty without ya
and I still can’t believe that you had to leave
But when everybody left, I spent the night
just to keep you safe and think about life
Looking to the sky for advice
don’t cry big brother, we’ll be aight
But yo, it was a tough couple days at the house
got me thinking of an easy way out, me and the minays had to bounce
We grabbed the shovels, went on our way
made our way to the grave where we let you lay
I’m a Brave like you with a shovel in hand
digging six feet deep to make you one with the land, God damn!
Still hurts to say
my tears hit the sand as I’m trying to pray
And I can’t get the blade through the boulder
have you ever dug a grave in October?
Man, when the ground is frozen and your heart is broken
and I know that my pops can’t breathe
But he kept telling me “You’re free now”
as we both crashed down to our knees
But I dig deep, you told me that
I’ll dig a thousand graves to take this one back
Or else would do it but beloved ones
and your baby girls here, you’d be proud of that
And I know, till the day they die
their hearts will be bleeding for ya
I said it before, they warriors
and I know they’ll sing this for ya
And that takes me back to your funeral
I shed some tears for the sky world
I see pain in the soul of your baby girl
but how can pain be so beautiful?
And that shows our connection was special
that’s why the creator recruited you
And it ain’t fair, so we share our prayers
don’t cry minay, you’ll be home soon
And I hold it down, I got you
spread love to all our baba’o’s
Cuz we dumped some beers and we burned some weed
and we kept a couple things that you want us to keep
And if nothing else, this is quality time
with a crack in the sky for the sun to shine
Man I love you bruh, and I see now
you ain’t dead to me, you’re free now


[Verse 3: Young D]
Lately I’ve been thinking about my homie that passed
on the verge of going insane, hoping I can numb the pain at the bottom of the shot glass
Can’t seem to let go of the past, I was young and naive thinking this would last
forever, cuz he was gone in a flash, man plans and God laughs
That was the coldest night in October, I ever felt take place
the man took his own life wrapped with a rope, had a lump in my throat that left a bad taste,
Tried saving grace as dirt poured on the grave,
his baby girls had tears running down their face,
and his baby mama crying in my arms,
I was only 21, what the hell am I supposed to say?
Man, I was pissed off, that you went out that way
but at the end of the day…I miss you more than anything
I remember when we talked about a girl that did the same thing and let herself hang
that was the baby sis of my minay, it was a little too early but her time still came, RIP
Its a touchy subject
standing on the desk with the knot tied above it
He said “It takes 10 seconds of bad judgement"
you better think twice before you say fuck it, damn
I know you in the sky watching over
the minays and the braves and ya daughters
tryna soldier through life with the weight on they shoulders
I just thank God for knowing ya
so I open a Coors Light and pour it for ya
I regret that I couldn’t support and be there for ya
so I’ma mourn ya til I join ya fam
Cuz nowadays I find myself sitting here after
the last call, so I cut out all the chitter chatter
blowing all my money like what good does it matter?
Couldn’t hear my cries behind the laughter, after
a youngin broke down and shattered
From reminiscing about the homies in the rafters
the type of thoughts that make a youngin drink faster
Maybe I was born under a bad sign?
I guess thats the life of a cancer
It feels like that my life is goin backwards
I got a list of questions and I’m looking for the answers man
My heart broken, I’m chain smokin, them bottles open,
until the early morning when a youngin yawning, cuz we’re still mourning
And its all because of that suicide
not saying that I ever tried, but I’ve thought about it, man I can’t deny
I miss you dawg, its been so hard, you made an impact on all of our lives
your baby girls will always have a spot in my heart forever, it brings tears to my eyes
Cuz you were that guy that taught us how to be a man and keep our heads held high,
and add fuel to the fire
So Rest In Paradise to my M-I-N-A-Y’s that turned into some angels over time
There’s not a day that goes by, when you’re not on my mind
if you love somebody then tell em, cuz you never know when its the last goodbye,


[Outro: Young D]
Yeah, and even tho we had some minays that turned into angels
I, am forever grateful for the Creator for placing somebody like you in my life
More than a friend, YOU, were my minay until the end
and, I know in due time we’ll meet again, but…until then,
rest easy.
Track Name: My People (ft. Nyomi Wahai) [Prod. By BigBoyTraks]
[Hook: Nyomi Wahai]
Standing here by myself
in a place I find my peace of mind
Cuz I’m finding myself
and its alright
We break down, we cry
gotta take it all in stride
I’ve got the strength within
with my people by my side

[Verse: Yung Trybez]
I’ve been going with the flow, riding out a wave
but nowadays to figure that its time to act my age
I got people telling people “These minays will never make it”
but throw me at a stage and it feels like I’m famous
What up with all the hatred?
the blood flowing through ain’t the same but we related
And its all love cousin, to all my relations
don’t worry about em haters man, that’s how the creator made em
Man I really hate to say it but not all lives are equal
none of us is same, so I’m praying for my people
Some won’t even get to see through what we doing this year
cuz we got murdered and some missing that will never reappear
But my cheeks ain’t made of sugar man, they ain’t gonna melt
we preservere through the pain and the tears we’ve been dealt
Cuz at my lowest, man I though of an escape
so I gotta thank my people for every breath that I take


[Verse: Young D]
I feel like young Slim Shady, hitting rock bottom
boys ask if I’m aight but I don’t really feel like talking
Cuz I'm the rose growing from the concrete tryna blossom
through every single dark night, no gotham
I was told to get it how you live
I say turn a negative to a positive
On the days where I be stressing more than just a little bit
grown ass man but at heart I'm still a kid yo,
Yeah, I tell my bro that he worry too much
he replies back “Bro, you don’t worry enough”
Young bucks who ain’t the got the bucks,
its tough dawg, I know, this life can get a little rough man
Yeah, so nowadays I’m just coasting
going through the motions thinking fuck all these emotions
I’ma hop up in the car and take a cruise down the road
where the fam all go to take a dip down by the ocean
Yeah. Its day light, so there’s no stars to make a wish
to take away the pain this i’m sick of
Got me talking like Money Making Mitch
cuz I just need to be around some love mayne
Yeah, I end up seeing my homie Soupcan
can’t nobody help me smile more than that dude can
Or my brother Dan The Man, who’s the only man
that can understand me without talking man
You minay’d my day,
cuz all of a suddenly my mood switched
and I don’t feel hopeless
Can’t stress how bad I needed this cuz
it got me smiling in a beautiful bliss and I thank you

Track Name: Clash Of The Clans [Prod. By Curtiss King Beats]
[Young D]
Minay tees when step up in the building
know we keep it chugging from the city to the villy
Dawg I be ready, call it thrilly in manilly
homie let’s get down for the crown so we can see really whats up

[Yung Trybez]
What up? i’m minay to a tee
i die for my team na mean, yeah
like a needle to a fiend,
i use the pen to chase a dream
and these haters still try to intervene

[Young D]
We kick it like Draymond Green
Bruce Sprinsteen, boy I’m tougher than the rest
all about making cream but I’m far from the pest

[Yung Trybez]
I take a shot without a vest
and I speak in native tongue like A Tribe Called Quest
Take a look at my crew, they all brown as shit
we the beavers, eagles, ravens, and the black fish
we about to get stupid, the minays about to lose it

[Young D]
and you know we just do it like the nike swish

[Hook: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Yo, fellas bring ya hands to the flo
beat it with a purpose like a drum circle
Ladies, show em what cha mama gave ya
we just came to party cuz we naughty by our nature
Aye, this the clash of the clans
keep it to the flo if you know how to dance
Keep your hands in the form when you’re down in the stance
who ya best man? this the clash of the clans

[Yung Trybez]
I never try hard, i’ma die hard
we the suicide squad this about to get bizarre
And the beats in my bones, got me feeling kinda odd
I’m the god of my clan, where’s my round of applause?

[Young D]
Man hell naw! a youngin be eccentric,
squad is a mix of the vanilla and the nesquik boys
I’m talking about the type that don’t know when to quit shit
its too lit, we throw it up like too much liquor hit

[Yung Trybez]
And I ain’t about to choke, I’m good under pressure
devils club around my neck but the rope is leather

[Young D]
And it don’t get no better, I ain't rock 2 chains

[Yung Trybez]
Hell naw cousin, I’d rather rock two braids
black braid down my back
with a crest on my vest and a feather to my chest
man it represents my brother but I’d rather have my brother back

[Young D]
Murdered and the missing,

[Yung Trybez]
Boy tell me where my sisters at?

[Young D]
Whats up with the injustice?

[Yung Trybez]
I never understood that

[Young D]
Whats up with our resilience?

[Yung Trybez]
that’s what we never lack

[Young D]
Homie why so serious?

[Yung Trybez]
its a warrior thing man

[Young D]
We misunderstood indians

[Yung Trybez]
Thats why we do our dance!

[Young D]
Welcome to the Pow Wow where we never bow down
singing loud and proud like our ancestors now

[Yung Trybez]
Thats the sound of predecessors talking over the suppressors

[Young D]
Man holla if you hear us!

[Yung Trybez]
My pleasure, aye
Now here’s where it all began,
raven stole the sun, what’s the big bang?
Thats my cousin fam, I’m a beaver but DAMN
he a sly little bugger, is he really a friend?

Mama, there go that man
that hales off the land from the killer whale clan
That’s why I dip and close my hands every time I dance
while them eagle boys spread they wings when we jam

[Yung Trybez]
Where my wolves at? are we getting down tonight?
can I run with the pack? I think I just might

[Young D]
And we dancing with the wolves

[Yung Trybez]
For the strength of the pack is the wolf
and the strength of the wolf is the pack

[Young D]
Nocturnal lifestyle, that’s word to my owls
lurking on the dark side while the wolves howl

[Yung Trybez]
Can I get a bear witness, while I'm on my grizzly

[Young D]
it ain’t over till I finish

[Yung Trybez]
We about to get busy

[Young D]
Is you with me? lets get it jumping like a frog do

[Yung Trybez]
Is what my people say when they can dance, sing and drum too

[Young D]
I love it! reppin where I’m from dude

[Yung Trybez]
We don’t do it cuz we have to, we do it cuz we want to!
and when we compete

[Young D]
know its all love here

[Yung Trybez]
where the land ain't free

[Young D] this a family affair

[Yung Trybez] The big chief about to speak

[Young D] Everybody’s all ears

[Yung Trybez]
Rise up to your feet

[Young D] and bow your head for the prayer


Track Name: Dead Chiefs [Prod. By BigBoyTraks]
This for all my dead chiefs
Aye, aye
this for all my dead chiefs

[Verse 1: Young D]
Yi Yi Yi!
Here go young Geronimo
I'm so minay if you ain't know
I don't need reservations
when I'm straight up out the rez yo
Its go time homie, let's go
know I gotta thank Winnipeg's Most
AOG, man we keep it aboriginal
this youngin skinny but more busy than Biyombo boy
I put the team on my back doe
we gon' ride and die on me
I ain't bee'z in the trap
but my hair slicked back like I'm Eazy-E
Who rock the spot? D drop it like its hot
that's with the AC
I'm Stephen Curry,
you're Shaqtin' A Fool, that JaVale McGee
Word up, let's get real for a minute
I'ma grind til I shine, best believe I'm committed
I'm a snotty nose rez kid up to the fitted
with the heart of a champ, we don't quit it til we get it
Its the Brave in my blood and man it takes guts
take a look around homeboy, its just us
Its go big or bust, ain't no time for rust
with my day one fam, in minay we trust!
Happy Gilmore, tryna' make the big bucks
I go hard to the core, that's from dawn to dusk
Sam Cassell, the boy got big nuts
with the rock in my hand, I'm the man in the clutch
Rookie of the year that skipped the hazing
I ain't saying I'm the best, I'm just fuckin' amazing
Love me or hate me, it'll never change me
like Al used to say "It's Go Time Baby!"

This for all my dead chiefs
that bled for all the land and peace
Forgotten ones that been deceased
at the top of our family trees
Aye, aye, this for all my dead chiefs
aye, aye, this for all my dead chiefs

{Verse 2: Yung Trybez]
Here go young Sitting Bull
my love for my people unconditional
And you know I'm living in the city but I'm keeping it traditional
young aboriginal, labeled as a criminal, AH
And they said "Go cut your braids," I ain't having it
I stick it to the man like my daddy did...stupid ol' savages
Mama'o always wanted me to get it
baba'o never knew me god damnit,
My abu' made the best damn bannock on the planet
and my op' taught me all my bad habits
I'm a product of blood shed
but every time I bring it up someone change the subject
And youngin is correct, I don't need a reservation
so when I'm running late, have patience
I been taking my time just to enter my prime take a look at me now
I do it, I do it, I'm here to pursue it, my mama so proud
Word to the youngin, listen up for a second man
this if for the man that took a stand to oppression
While they fought for our land with nothing but a message
this is our home, we ain't scared of your weapons
A valuable lesson, now this is my message
for Geronimo, Pontiac and all the other legends
And the youth of today that'll be my successor
I'm ready for war and we're in it together
You showed us your teeth, what the hell you expect
you're destroying the land that we're here to protect
Like the chiefs I respect that I'm about to resurrect
here go Yung Trybez, I'm next


[Verse 3: Young D]
Yi Yi Yi! Here go young crazy horse
since birth I’ve been labeled as a dark horse
Standing up to the bully with the force
in the fourth, I’ma kill it like the Purge with no remorse, AH
A native with a voice ain’t never good
carving out my name in the cedar wood
My tribe red like a suit on Suge
hate is the new love for the injun that could
For real doe
hope you can see my smoke signals
I’m a native and I know it and I ain’t afraid to show it
why you think I let the hair grow?
So before we turn into skeletons
may the creator forgive me for all my sins
I just got minays, I ain’t got no friends
And we’ll fight to make it right till the bitter end
Real Rez boy
and I ain’t talkin dorm residence
Most of ya’lll rappin' for them dead presidents
well I rap for dead chiefs boy
I’m an underdog like March Madness
coming through with the W, fuckin up your brackets
This for the Chiefs that died
to avoid being landless all around the atlas
So we gon' fight back with the tracks on my Captain Jack Modoc
I be slick with the tactics
I’m on a Red Cloud when we standing our ground
don’t you worry fam, we got this
Chief Poet, Dan George
understand that my heart soars
For those that couldn't tell their story
but the spirits will be with us when reach the glory

[Verse 4: Yung Trybez]
Here go young Pontiac
I'll die for my land, I'll be right back
I do this for all of the Braves from back in the day
my minay where you at?
Cuz we the new slaves,
naw man, we originals
Stuck in our ways, I'm so minay
fucked up individuals (we're fucked up)
I'm first in command but you gotta understand that minay be the family
against all odds with our backs to the wall, we'll defy gravity
I got a big plan for minay and all fans, man we about to go way up
cuz the life that I'm livin' was good in the beginning, but for me that ain't enough
Let me break it down for you, what I mean by the beginning
I'ma bring it way back to a time we were winning
Man I'm thinking of a time way before we were indian
when our villages were killin' it
Then the man came and dragged out the visit
tried to kill us off but we failed to diminish
Now they're killing off our land like business is business
fuck your pipelines, man we about to get vicious
I'm a warrior at heart but I'm dealing with grief
I'm feeling defeat as I stand with the chiefs
Fuck your beliefs about reconciliation
we're tryna' stand up from the fall of our nation
8 generations, serving out our sentences
thrown at the rez, I'll forever be a resident
I mean no offence, but I gotta represent
all the chiefs that we lost, fuck a dead president

Track Name: Skoden (ft. Beau Dick) [Prod. By Flashbeats]
[Intro: Yung Trybez]
Picture me rollin, bitch I go Skoden (x3)
Picture me rollin,

[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
Big chiefs in the building homie pipe down
middle fingers up from my hometown
From underground Chiefs to the Braves to the Briefs
Look who got my back when it goes down
On the outside, I'm meta-world peace
I'm The malice in the palace, inside I'm a beast
Put a fist in the sky for the Sioux Tribe
Middle fingers up to the pipelines
Shout out to my red skinned blood hounds
Holdin' down for the red camp right now
My people getting mauled getting put on by the dogs
And we're still being cuffed like outlaws
Resurrecting the indigenous, Black snake killas'
We got every other village out here fighting like guerrillas
And were here to take the power from depletist ego maniacs
our voice is a weapon and its powerful
And I'm spittin' ammunition - Rambo
coming out the shadow, no camo
No Tar Heels here, no more land to steal
Don't fuck with me, I got Hansbrough
For standing rock I stand,
Lelu's voice I Am
We deploy the braves 'fore ya destroy the land
'Bout to take it all back, we them village boys - let's go

[Hook: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Still we all gon rise, they don’t enjoy us
we on that ride or die, cuz we warriors
and that’s word to the wise, fuck 'em vultures
we stay loyal to the soil, ya’ll can’t beat us so its join us

[Verse 2: Young D]
Ever since i was a little K-I-D, I’ve been feeling like my D-A-D
every time he’s around the RCMP, man I'm ready to fight cuz its we not me
Man I guess the apple didn’t fall far from the tree when a goomswa abuse their authority
I’m a Snow Goon
man I bring the D like Richard Sherman and the L-O-B, BOOM!
Wanna talk about the who’s who? You ain’t got a blues clue
we don’t fit the same shoes, ok, old news
The land is all we got and we refuse to lose
so we finna go SKODEN... Jordin TooToo
Talk about BUFU, "By Us, Fuck You"
we stand with Standing Rock and the Lelu
Middle fingers to the sky like the boys in Haida Gwaii
we gon start a picket line and we’ll be Saints if we die, (that’s so true)
Cypress Hill, homie lets be real, ok here’s the deal
My shit ain’t never stank if you thank that a tank ain’t never gonna spill...
Get the message that I sen-dog?
it ain’t really that hard to comprehend dog
I’m screaming FUCK YOU till my skin turn blue
like Sonic The Hedgehog


[Beau Dick speech]
When we broke our coppers at the legislature building and the parliament building here in Canada, we broke a spell of false dominance and control. The true custodians of mother earth. We the tribal people have standing, and it is up to the people to uphold justice. That means that law enforcement and the military first responsibility is to protect the tribal people of this land. And we want to remind you American and Canadian citizens, that you are still our guests here and we are still your hosts.
Track Name: The Resistance (ft. Drezus) [Prod. By Chuki Beats]
[Intro: Yung Trybez]
To my natives tryna' find a way (x3)

[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
To my natives tryna' find a way
but instead they getting pepper sprayed
Locked up behind these bars
Hundred thousand dollar bonds, tell me how do we respond?
We stand strong and we carry on
I stand tall and I salute you all
But when you can't afford freedom, what the hell you fighting for?
we're fighting for this water so I guess my life's the price of war
Are they gangsters or military?
crooked cops with choppers ready to pop, Dirty Harry
Cuz our buried ancestors are being fucked with
tell me who to trust when they're digging up our cemeteries
That's just how they treat indigenous
breaking laws and treaties and they spin it like they innocent
If we the same species, why the hell we treated different?
why'd you all turn your backs on our murdered and our missin'
On the highway of tears, mother earth is weeping
I'm a man tryna' understand the cries of a woman
Man they're both life givers that can't be resurrected
we gotta put it on our men cuz our men are the protectors
And we flipped the flag around
I ain't proud of my country, you can burn it to the ground
Here's a nation in distress
but its hard to pretend like we ain't used to this yet

[Hook: Drezus, Yung Trybez & Young D]
Can the real warriors stand up?
while the feds call for back up
(Our women took the lead can the real men man up?
our people come in peace don't shoot I got my hands up)
Pure indigenous resistance
this is how to fight the system
(With the patience and persistence and the world as our witness
and a fist to the sky for the indigenous resistance)

[Verse 2: Drezus]
I heard a pain in the war cry
speaking tongue to the moon, yeah, true will get ya die
Breast plate covers up a broken heart,
from the very same folks who said they got it from the start
She don't trust nobody
memories are preached, throwing babies in the oven
Shower with the nuns 'fore she had to cook 'em supper
taking all her clothes off, cut the braids off her
Systematic with the madness
gives 'em false sense of status
But that don't mean shit
cuz when your ass die, what you gonna leave with?
Let my spirit fly, brave like the Iroquois
deep like the Plains Creek, nope, we ain't fearing none
Put your little red fists up,
tell the man you ain't fuckin' with our sisters


[Verse 3: Young D]
Take a look at how the cards were dealt
can’t nobody feel the pain we felt
I hope that history don’t repeat itself
generations that were taught to hate themselves
“Give us the land that you don’t want..” that happen to ring a bell?
the way we’re standing up, we got em biting nails
Our land is sacred but they’re biased to making sales
so they’re like "wait, let's take it back so we can increase our wealth"
Who’s the real indian giver? history books are bullshitters
like ya’ll taught us thanksgiving dinner...I beg to differ
They called us savages, when they were the real killers
and gave us liquor to kill us quicker, as far as I remember
That residential fucked our mental, that shit’ll haunt ya
while they fucked our sons, fucked our daughters, fucked our land, fucked our waters
Understand we never faltered as they tried to kill a culture
then be so quick to leave us like Ted Mosby at the alter
And say “Get over it” like its irrelevant
we never die, we multiply and this our revenant
What up? we’ve been oppressed since the day before for fuckin' ever
Huh? so why the hell you think we stand together?!
Peaceful protectors shot and thrown in jail is what I’m seeing
by disrespectful and neglectful human beings
So its us against the world now, i’m dead serious
Cuz the only time they rooted for the indians was the World Series