WASSUP im smiles from pen city livin in kamloops bc chillin wit all my relations



This is what this kid said to me, after I called him out TWICE. He stilll hasn't showed up.

In the past we were pushed to a point of revolt but we handled and coped but an ancestor of mine got sick of the Government blowing smoke hatred got the better of his taste Gabriel Dumont went forward to stomp military action brought back Lois Riel from exile after a long while we got riled and vile sick of shit getting piled on our chest wanted to make them regret and test the governments power to arrest lest they forget the contracts sealed and broken hope was soaking dripping wet so on so forth we left our porch our souls burning like a torch sick of our nation in sob getting robbed from top to bottom left to right our rights taken we became the forsaken we could taste it but we began to pace it with our hearts racing they were disgracing our culture with their poachers they couldn�t understand the perfection we grasped we held tight with both hands but like all it couldn�t last
(This is dedicated to the past disaster of massacre macabre our lands robbed souls forgotten and lost lives thrown and tossed including the lives that ceased at wounded knee creek this is for all to here me and my nation speak)
wounds that will never cease pain anger and no peace no longer will we rely on the government this is our movement wont except one cent even if I�m forced to live in a tent this is my relent no bets guarantee I will not be seen hanging from a tree on my knees I will not be seen begin for mercy even if it kills me all will see my nation rise without hesitation this is for all my relations mass high tensions I�m relentless many fights lost but the battle soon to be won all wrongs will be gone it wont be long so listen up to my song cause I sing what I got within its not much yet untouched and as such we need not rely on luck no longer will we suck up for what we want no more taunts insults just time for results launch like a catapult release our technique and seek an answer for this government I call cancer this is blasphemy that�s what the government will say to me because I speak the truth they think money will soothe years of torment and resent for residential schools the fucking fools still trying to use us like tools
(This is dedicated to the past disaster of massacre macabre our lands robbed souls forgotten and lost lives thrown and tossed including the lives that ceased at wounded knee creek this is for all to here me and my nation speak)
they brought sickness now listen the clock is ticking our lives stricken we were perfect no guns alcohol drugs or disease noone meant to bleed we had harmony they came and deemed us unworthy yet they were greedy always thirsty constantly needing and received by reaping our lands and resources they created abortion and called us savage yet they ravaged beat and lashed us to much they promoted slavery through black native and Chinese made us carry everything all the weight and now they wonder why all colored nations hate what have they done to appreciate they created monsters mobsters gangsters flairers drug abusers alcoholics fuck it, all bad in this world is them behind everything is them not white but government the were the ones that sent all who were hell bent on destruction abduction it is in there function destroy to create well here's their fate it is not to late to turn back time rewind this is a sign from mother earth no more hurt it is absurd that noone yet has learned that burns can be cured this is lude rude lucid and skeptic but my words I cannot regret the threat is still here work for no fears our kingdom of hope built upon tears burning sears lets up the gear the shadows long gone but still meant to hear my dear nation this for my relation DJ Combs of 7th generation be patient
(This is dedicated to the past disaster of massacre macabre our lands robbed souls forgotten and lost lives thrown and tossed including the lives that ceased at wounded knee creek this is for all to here me and my nation speak)



Love is a sham.
i cant believe in it.
the lies told,
the way the cards fold.
i'll never be able to handle it.
i cant now, not one bit.
can you feel my pain?
the way i'll never love again?

what lifes put me through,
how you havent got a clue.
you wouldnt know the feeling
even if every word of it
were written on your ceiling.
even if every night
you read it without any true sight.

tonight my only wish:
to smile without having to fake my wit.

people say love is a blessing;
i'd say its a curse. a fate unknown.
leaving goodbye as such an awful word.
why attatch to anyone enough for it to hurt to be heard?

through the darkness i see you.
how could i have been such a fool?
"forever loved."
what is the meaning?
i wish i knew every bit of it.

here inside my dreams,
one heartbeat away; is the slate cleaned?