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1. In My Feelings prod. Juq'o Vibe

In My Feelings prod. Juq'o Vibe

Just sharing my feelings with you...

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2. LUTA

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:21:26Z
  • By juQ
LUTA

1st verse: She say she only see me Crazy Horsing, a Wicasa above all forces, inipi over savagetry, different band ya got me winyan.. Bridge: I thought we'd push the agenda, revitalize identity, flip dimensions, these Wasicu could never know you like I do, Chorus: got my copper toned winyan in my war pony broke out of the rez cause we came to ceremony burn sage drum songs dump bottles we all red everything living tunkasila We all red everything Hena huna weya 2x 2nd verse: Don't mistake I'm no optimist, who's innocent.. I just got broken different My Sacheen Little Feather knows me I'm on the front lines like a war chief (Bridge "I figured we..") (Chorus) 3rd verse: (aye winyan it's crazy The paradigm has shifted and here i am with you The undying love, maybe that's something our people need to see..) ya know it's crazy culture ain't fading 7th generation waking up we're changing many still broken we could be they shoulder come to our side red rover (chorus)

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6. july

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:20:56Z
  • By juQ
july

1st verse: you know I haven't been the same since July figured you wouldn't stay after independence day but here you are with those big brown eyes & cute red face, a winyan so wakan never falls from grace but you do anyways.. for me.. bridge: (So what do we say?) to colonies so delusional.. (So what do we say?) our council's so defunctional.. Hook: We're the real freedom our ways that freedom.. they may know a thing but we still gotta sing We're the real freedom our ways that freedom 2nd Verse: These settlers celebrate Thanksgiving while casualties grow faster all around them (mostly my oyate) these immigrants really don't know no better mental slave ships swan songs are patient the walking dead surrounds us tonight the light we carry will undo disorder (hook till end)

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8. CallingBull

  • Published: 2016-04-03T07:10:14Z
  • By juQ
CallingBull

intro: Niye Ecela Yelo a goddess of Wakan Tanka & me a Lakota Wicasa dreaming of being worthy but do not let praise pollute your psyche it's a much needed reciprocal for you to feel the same in order for our lives to forever change Niye Ecela Yelo 1st verse: I'm so proud of what you've done it's a race you know you've won You're so in touch with what our people should be no assimilation you feel so free, you feel like me The 7th generation is rising They know we the leaders of it 2x B. thinks I could be the new Russell Means You could be my counterpart My winyan's strong I know her heart Hook: You on your Callingbull straight running thangs you go too hard You prayed to ya ancestors and they placed you among the stars you know who the hell you are A wiwaste is all I see 3x all i see in you Bridge: You're cool with the peji but you never drinking alcohol damn I am bound to fall Praying with the sage and you breaking out the cage damn you could get it all Working all the time cause you tryna get paid Can I take that weight off your shoulder? 2nd verse: I'm so proud of who you are You're so smart you know your scars You're so in touch with how women should feel So empowered mommy like and so real the 7th generation is broken we could be the healers of em 2x I think I could be a medicine man you could be my counterpart My winyan's pure I know her heart (hook) (bridge)

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9. tp

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:21:50Z
  • By juQ
tp

(Drum song prayer I wrote in Lakota) Words: I think when it's all over.. You just ask.. "why?" But you can't, that's what got you into trouble. You know all the struggles. What did go wrong. What scared you out of normalcy though your circumstances never supplied anything along those lines. Even how to get back to.. You. But you still wanna ask. You were just a baby. Poor thing, I always imagined they say. And the bland cliches that popped up on everyone's Facebook statuses. PTSD nearly took my life. I needed to be alone. I was always such a softie & I didn't know how to toughen up. But it's ok. I feel like me again.. I'm still here. Wakan Tanka is too, even after everything.. I think now, it's just the healing process. And finding home like I've been trying to my entire life. Home is where you make it. And simplicity is better. I'm finally free.. I can grow up. it was all just delusions of a traumatized wolf puppy.. I'm just scared, ya know? idk what my people will say or if they'll see me as their own.. But as far as I'm concerned I have no reason to be afraid. Everything I do is for them. They're everything to me, no matter what they say or what they do. I guess it's apart of my complex design. Now all I want is a place to live, think, create and sleep. With food to eat, water to drink. Our culture, our real identity, way of life.. And you, and silence. Pure, complete silence. I always hated noise. Well kind of..

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11. Start

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:16:40Z
  • By juQ
Start

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12. tempo

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:23:14Z
  • By juQ
tempo

My debut project & the 1st chapter of "the oglala wolf puppy w/ ptsd"...

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13. Correction

  • Published: 2016-11-25T17:20:29Z
  • By juQ
Correction

​Lyrics They say I'm lucky like 7 that I survived.. I hate what i see tv on nowadays, it used to give peace my mind's in pieces to say the least, i'm creased crushed torn a lot still Gold Britt Nicole, Wait I wish i could believe like she did, It's God's lesson I don't see it, don't give into these surroundings babies dying, people snapping like the turtle, lose to Peter Cottentail on the cotten trail of tears, derail to ya fears wanna catch up to ya peers but ya can't, you had no parents, it wasn't your choice to be this way, I'm still homeless Lana Del Rey, I can't find safety in me, People talking the world ending zombie apocalypse, the problem is why is hysteria popular? I'm tired of panic attacks PTSD, cause it wasn't him it were these thoughts that were molesting me (jk it was), took my innocence that vigilance, I'm pissed again, I'm talking about something I just want to forget, wasting my time on things that ain't real my big regret, you say this generation's fucked but you raised em, half of dem were rare birds but you caged em, and I ain't tryna hit no wrong turn or some fuckin Human Centipede, the thought of that somewhere creeps me out.. and she would understand like where these ideas coming from, poison in the world now you adding to the sum of em.. indigoes would like less pollution in the air, hands tied up they're forced to not care.. You're all mistakes I'm a correction.. I'm the correction..

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