Lyrics
They told me I was dirty
They criticized and labeled me as impure.
They told me I worthless
They devalued my worth and made me feel insignificant.
Told me football or crime could be my only purpose
They suggested that my options were limited to football or crime.
I wasn't encouraged I was treated like a burden
I lacked support and was treated as a burden.
But my mothers wisdom keep a fire burning
Despite the challenges, my mother's wisdom kept my determination alive.
And when I look back now it was all worth it
Looking back, the hardships were worthwhile.
Coz when you can break that cycle
Breaking the negative cycle in life brings perfection.
Life becomes perfect
Reflecting on overcoming challenges.
Does this looks familiar?
Raising awareness about shared experiences.
Is this story known?
Questioning if others recognize this narrative.
All the pain held in a place we called home
Expressing pain experienced in a place called home.
I had to make a way out off a path I wasn't shown
Finding a way out of an uncharted path.
Just to leave a mark that I can't call my own
Striving to leave a lasting legacy.
Coz this is bigger than me and when it's all said done the whole world will remember we are warriors
Stressing the collective significance of the struggle, anticipating global recognition as warriors.
See it to be it, I put that on my chest
Emphasizing the power of visualization and determination.
Dream it and reach it, I excel at every test
Achieving dreams and excelling in every challenge.
Stacking achievements put a price on my head
Accumulating accomplishments at the cost of facing challenges.
But I went to hell to put my demons to rest
Confronting personal demons and enduring hardships.
Yeah
[Refrain]
I need a carry next to Jean Michel
Expressing a need for support akin to Jean Michel's.
I need my family out them fucking cells
Desiring the liberation of family members from incarceration.
My culture not the one to sell, Pemulwuy's head still sitting on a fucking shelf
Rejecting the commodification of culture, referencing Pemulwuy's severed head.
No more running from the sirens
Refusing to run away from problems, facing them head-on.
Judge me by my peers call me Gordon Syron
Identifying with Gordon Syron, facing judgment based on peers.
Death of the poor blak
Moment of silence for the death of impoverished Indigenous individuals.
Moment of silence
Reflecting on the significance of the silence.
I could never fall I'm on the shoulders of giants
Finding strength in the legacy of influential predecessors.
When the dust clears out on this sacred ground
Anticipating clarity after overcoming challenges on sacred ground.
Ancient empires not ruled by a crown
Highlighting the resilience of ancient empires not ruled by a monarchy.
We conquered these heights when they pushed us down
Overcoming adversity and rising to greater heights.
Fear me now
Eliciting fear from those who once oppressed.
Warrior
Reiterating the identity as warriors.
Nowa nowa, ak ak, yirriark
Uttering Indigenous language elements symbolizing strength and resilience.
Nowa nowa yirriark yuin gurik
Repeating Indigenous language elements, connecting to heritage.
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