Favorite Piece thread: Yah-hah-"Native Pride"

[Yah-hah]

"I'm thirsty but unworthy of the US's water,
Cause the Jew's new expert's been altered by,
New Mexican fathers and Souix medicine doctors,
We would call our God's on you but America doesn't fear dirt like it wasn't of clear worth,
So they gave my people a new home as if we wasn't here first,
I seer worse than a clear burst of Nuclear rays near Earth,
I need gas with a match and a casket to match quick to fix a troubled man,
I THINK I USED TO MUCH MUSCLE AND MY OUCH KNUCKLES JAMMED WHEN I FINALLY SCALPED UNCLE SAM AND LEFT HIM OUT FOR A SUMMER TAN!!!!!!!,
And that was just one person's hand Native prides not reserved it's earned by those who deserve it by being fast qucik and hard to stop,
If you ever killed me out my last ripped palm with drop a glass tipped tomahawk

This prison I live in is the only story I know,
My past is full so unlaughable and it's gory I know,
I'm punched in my face but I no longer feel the way that it hurts,
Cause I've been slaughtered and massacred since the day of my birth

I'm unsure of where to start nor do I know when to finish,
I'll be the last to admit this world's actions so wicked,
Clappin like bitches it's only half of the sickness,
Half is the witness the other half is my focus,
My hocus pocus locust are so swift,
You know this evil I speak of, it's been swept under the rug,
You know the people I be of, it's been left asunder, the blood,
I will no longer allow my words to become victim to this rhythm,
I'm livin the witness to herion and American terrorism,
This prison I live in is the only story I know,
My past is the last piece of trash and it's gory I know,
I'm punched in my face but it no longer feel the way that it hurts,
Cause I've been slaughtered and massacred since the day of my birth
I will never allow my words to become subject,
To this fuckfest of lust best known as success,
I dream so soundly and I scream words loudly,
Bloody past worst, these things hurt, proudly,
I'm unable to contain this beast within me any longer,
Keep re-breakin my ribs how does this make me any stronger,
FUCK YOU you can take all of my ribs while I'm rappin in 3-D,
It's happenin we see, how blastin all of these things as I'm rappin in my teepee,
Oh he said teepee, haha heehee,
Running around chasing buffaloes on horses,
I must know the distortions as I puff smoke's contortions,
Like abortions I find the first thread and life and smash it's skull,
I fill my cup with white man's blood until at last it's full,

This prison I live in is the only story I know,
My past is full so unlaughable and it's gory I know,
I'm punched in my face but I no longer feel the way that it hurts,
Cause I've been slaughtered and massacred since the day of my birth

I'm zoning off these stereotypes I find my stereo by,
Running full speed to my home like there he goes bye,
With Red Cloud bumpin on the speakers I seek silence and read her,
Last words, this last curse as I beat her,
They give me money and shitty land and I'm fine with neither,
I rhyme with heat worse than primal creatures,
Like I still used knives and cleavers to turn out your eyes and leave your,
Bones and skin opened then fingers used as sinus tweesers,
I rhyme with either extreme hate or extreme faith,
That these mean days mean fate is nearing the scheme's weight,
I'm lookin at this tattoo scribbled on her back,
Wondering it's meaning as I scribble on my pad,
"Native Pride" I've learned to wait and hide,
But fuck that, I hate this guy my only wish to take his life,
So much hate inside I take his life and break it twice,
I'm just fakin nice, I hate each state of deep faith that we make,
Like now I have to watch my "weak races" belief states on replay?


This prison I live in is the only story I know,
My past is full so unlaughable and it's gory I know,
I'm punched in my face but I no longer feel the way that it hurts,
Cause I've been slaughtered and massacred since the day of my birth

Now I lie down I'm too weak to continue this journey,
To continue this hurting this venue's not working,
So with closed eyes I'm pondering the hell in here,
Stepping into the footprints on this trail of tears,
I fail to fear since I took death by the throat,
Ever since I gripped his destined soul and he requested hope,
Like he didn't read this molested flow that on his chest was sown,
Unless it's shown I have mercy than I'll allow white man's workings to hurt me,
I'm working on third string to make this earning work see,
I'm typing a bit slower now, my thoughts more reserved,
I'm more concerned that that you forced me to live with my fortune heard,
I want you to just show me one single person whose made it,
Escaped the death on my rez left redder than my face is,
I'm wasted like hell, show me an indian who isn't,
I'm just being harvested though my garnishes to fill me in this prison,
I was born already inside my casket with the door nailed atop me,
They gave me a trail of tears so all they get is a trail of bodies."

[Emadyville]

well that was passionate as hell, rhymes were great, a lot of your wording was intense in a good way, definitely felt this, flow sometimes was eh but for a drop this was solid man real real solid

[Yah-hah]

well that was passionate as hell, rhymes were great, a lot of your wording was intense in a good way, definitely felt this, flow sometimes was eh but for a drop this was solid man real real solid

Thanks homie good lookin out

[Ms. Lunaverse]

Wow yo I've never seen this one before man. Best song from you prolly for sure. That and that football one you showed me. You should post that one up here. But yeah the Naetive pride, wait and hide part is awesome. Amazing song Yah

[Yah-hah]

Thanks ladies. Yeah wrote it after some cats made fun of me cause I was Native. I had wrote a thousand native raps but hated em all. Finally found one that stucks. Thanks for checkin

[mcZu]

This is that Yah-Hah classic right here, emotion packed piece, native pride indeed bro.

[Yah-hah]

Emotion, Multis like a maniac, and Native Pride, Yeah sounds like a Yah-hah classic. Good lookin out Zu