Chief Sealth

Blue Scholars
Producer: Sabzi

Verse 1:

I'm from an analog era where we match that beat

No screens no things, just pads and keys

No lab no fees, just dranks and weed

No thanks I keed, no what? no need

Humility is not the ability to front

It's when you willingly work for what you want

And you barely could rest until you done

Feel it in your chest

Heart pumps harder when you gotta wake up

Every minute might count

Tired of paying up, we taking the top down

Minds raised up, we feeling it right now

(the whole town sucks!)

You say it so loud that you probably feel the opposite, way deep down

Like anybody still saying pause ya'll clowns

Find Pro Brown when it all falls down

If the motherland calls, who's gonna roll out

A spark for the kid who never thought he could write

But when the pen turned king, now his kingdom is now

And I look back at mine, the things that I find?

I was still the same kid til I listened to the sound



Some bow in the presence of God

We give pounds to each other and taught

Stopped counting the shows that I've rocked

Put em up for the lives of the people we lost

Catch a breath like an immigrant

Sneaking across and where the cash go visas or not we go too (ooh-ooooh!)

It don't stop from the city to the boondocks

Take em to the top, make em all cry

We arrived and we here til we die

We arrived and we here til we die

We arrived and we here til we die

We arrived and we here til we die

Til we fly...


Verse 2:

Ey comrade, the definition of kasama

Ride with the nineteenth century ninety-niners

Shooting out of post at a post-modernist

Stepping on stage, putting up they lighters

Remind us of the fires in the eyes of a thousand

Armed Guerilla fighters at night watching the township

Making sure nobody violate the boundary

I'll be in the sky

Try to see if you can catch me

Actually, see if you can match me

Now I'm getting hounded by the people who used to walk past me

Casually, only after seeing me perform

Funny how your ass never greeted me before

Seeing how the settlers did Seattle then

Could be the same fate for my fam and my friends

Never saw him, never heard him

Said his people like the tide that'll never flow again


Repeat chorus


Verse 3:

I tell my people out of town that the town ain't changed

Anywhere they say, they saying the same thing

Bang bang, new names but same games

Take aim, maintain or make way,

Came with our clothes on our back and big dreams

Told we will never be shit but keep playing

Told to believe in a God but not seeing

On top of all of that shit we keep praying

Someday, I ain't picking up the phone

Apologies fam, I'm probably in the zone

But me and Sabarillo put it on

It's like Sergio Leone and Ennio Morricone

Fist full of dollars, no pocket full of stones

Think twice if you calling this your home

And though I said it on another dang song:

Maraming salamat sa inyong lahat


Repeat chorus


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