For 200 plus its been written in dirt
The white man came with the bak and his shirt
He didn't have much but endeavour to burn
Guess his gift was our curse
Cause when the bills ain't coming
And loved ones hunting
Everybody got something got eat
It must of been a dam good feeling
Knowing you were onto something
At one with land at your at your feet
See before we had land
Had the lore
LORE kept us in line
And we worked together
Putting two steps together
As we danced to the song of the line
So don't think it ain't to judge me
On two little centuries gone by
Of white mans oppression when the worlds oldest culture
Been here for a bloody long time lets go
Hey there what now crowd
How you gone come n try kick us out
This here been a long time coming
Now its time that we all can agree
We need change cause this ain't working
Ones man's privilege thats another man burden
What you call lucky ain't that lucky to me,
I guess its kia to the cruel country
Thinking back thru back thru blood shed for my peeps
A headache of pain
That rollercoaster of emotions to the flats of today
Were they studied that helm tied the nots in their sail
Sailed a boatload our direction into botany bay
Were they took without thinking told us this is the way
To advanced was a culture for there minds to relate
From the reds of the earth to the sun o my face
These black facial features that be hard mistake
They want me cuzzy and sis locked in cage
Next to my dale brothers which a hood on face
Or r i p ms Dhu dead at just 22
This for my brother boys my sister girls just know this true
A brother wont rest for the rest of my days
Couse there never be peace until your justice is made
Then maybe one day whats lucky for you
Might eventually be lucky for me
Hey there what now crowd
How you gone come n try kick us out
This here been a long time coming
Now its time that we all can agree
We need change cause this ain't working
Ones mans privilege thats another man burden
What you call lucky ain't that lucky to me,
I guess its kia to the cruel country