Blame (feat. Hyper-T)

Welcome to the Q052 show

I’m with Hyper T, if you don’t know!

On this Old school beat with a Rezervation flow

I do this for the fun, homie not for the dough

I grew up on the Rez, in a Federal imposed ghetto

Sweet grass and baskets were economy

Most my friends died kinda tragically

Homicide and suicide, frequently

At the age of thirteen it was normal, see

Back of the church

Funeral experts

Dig the dirt

Hang the pain

Slit wrist, blown out brains

East coast to west coast

It’s all the same…

Who’s to blame for all this pain?

Who’s to blame, who’s to blame?

Who’s to blame for all dis pain?

All this pain, all this pain

What’s going on in my brain?

I’m my brain, in my brain

When are these thoughts gonna change?

Gonna change, gonna change

Where’s the place for us to remain?

To remain, to remain

Why can’t you hear what I’m saying?

Why can’t you hear what I’m saying

I’m Inuk, Indigenous, a blood full of trauma

My people committing more suicides than Osama’s

It’s like the colonizers coming North trying to stop us

Wishing they can sale us and our culture at the COOP Cause

They don’t see us as equal, like a shitty movie with no sequel

No potential with no brains and damned to use a pencil

We lived in simple times, survived the harshest climate

Be proud of who u are back then we had to hide it you know

You know, Eskimo, follow your role

Don’t forget to get a dog collar, u know we know

You know, eskimo, follow your role

Stop asking questions man, and do what you’re told

Who’s to blame for all dis pain?

All this pain, all this pain

What’s going on in my brain?

I’m my brain, in my brain

When are these thoughts gonna change?

Gonna change, gonna change

Where’s the place for us to remain?

To remain, to remain

Why can’t you hear what I’m saying?

Why can’t you hear what I’m saying