Rucka Rucka Ali - I'm Indian (Parody of "Lose It" by Eminem) lyrics

OK! Hey! Guess who's back
From the dead indians (What Kind?)
American

White man come with no passport
From that shore i'm not that sure
I trade white men my land for
Small pox (and then I die)
Hello little kiddies! Sit right here!
I'll tell you a story of quill and steer
And I don't mean steer
Like flying over trees
And dropping napalm on the Vietnamese
O WAWAWAWAWA (No words)
My people commune with birds
And smoke signals sent from androids
In our tribal apartment in Detroit
And that's not an actual condo
That's just a metaphor i live in in cycles
I was a fox last time
Now I'm in a government subsidized


Top floor high rise

Good God cars go by
The pollution brings a tear to my eye
And I get sad
In a TV with a bongo (where did the sun go)
I talk to the ghosts and spirit's
Say a little 'woo-woo' and then
I can hear it humm- My spirit's fixed
I live in a house of rocks and sticks

Now I'm gonna wear no pants
Get those grants yeah boy get that cash
Whoops I mean squirrel
Woo Woo Woo (I use it for my fur)
I now do this - WAWAWAWA
Just do this - WAWAWAWA go crazy - WAWAWAWA
Go crazy (WAWAWAWA) we're lazy i'm Appache
All the trashy white girls have disease
We catch it they're so ratchet
They wiped out my population and
Now we're on a reservation
Smokin' weed and heavy drinkin'
Living' simply with no greed and
Wanting nothing but our freedom
And our government checks (Touch my bonnet)

This gave us land gave us birth
We get what we need from the earth
We like to surf we don't believe in owning
Land or doing work
We have no jails we have no crime
Our casinos provide good time we pay
(WAWA) no gambling fine inside the
Tribal on the line
Now I'm gonna wear no pants
Shout them chants yeah boy get that cash
Whoops I mean squirrel- Woo woo woo
(The Moon is my timer)
I now do this (WAWAWAWA)
Just do this (WAWAWAWA) go crazy (WAWAWAWA)
Go crazy (WAWA) we're lazy (WAWA)
My kombucha was just boxed up
Sent to Wal-Mart sell it to the white man
I burn plastic to make carboard
I don't pay taxes cuz (WAWAWAWA)
I'm cherokee drivin' in a Bentley
I love nature hit me on the pager
If she's in danger let's not rape
Her like some volunteer white bitch
(Touch my bonnet)

Now this is the park where the Sacs hang out
Navajo Nation reservation ground
Everyone sings like hey-hum-how

That's the whole melody only one note
Now I'm at 7 11?
I'm a red man not a red dot on the head
That helps you with Windows
7 and prays to an elephant
And makes naan bread

We're natives! (What) in Vegas! (What)
Take the blanket the white man gave us!
(What)
Cheyennes! (Mayans) Indians! (Giants) Redskins! Guy with the palm reading science!
Violence is not the answer
Al pastor can cure cancer eat some peas
And talk to trees and go
WAWAWAWA to stop the bleed

Now I'm doing a rain dance with no pants
Yeah boy rape that cactus
Whoops I mean squirrel- Woo Woo Woo
(Is that better or worse?)
I now do this (WAWAWAWA)
Just do this (WAWAWAWA) go crazy (WAWAWAWA)
Go crazy (WAWA) we're lazy (WAWA)


Touch my bonnet

(Get that coin) touch my bonnet
I mean squirrel touch my bonnet
This is indigenous land
My people lived on this land
For millions of years
Before anyone else came here
We came on this land first
We lived in peace (of shit) tents
That was all we needed
We never had any walls
Our casinos had revolving doors you
Could walk right in we had no prisons either
There was no need
We didn't have any black people
Yet to put in them
The blacks were all brought here
By the white man what kind of shit was that?
The rise in crime rate drove
My people off the land!