Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Ea Lyrics from Sudden Rush (Revised)

(chorus:) To all my people tell me what you want. Ea!
Hawaiians tell me what you need. Ea!
Trying to take what the kanaka maoli got. Ea!
Just to satisfy the government's greed. 'A'ole!
Hawaiians tell me what you want. Ea!
Kanaka maoli tell me what you need. Ea!
We must never forget what our kupuna taught.
Ea even if I have to bleed.

Don 1:
The educator, mana'o deeper than a crater.
You should've known by now that I'd be
Back sooner or later with even greater mana
you know they didn't wanna ever go
Down while they see us rising like an elevator.
But it's time for the indigenous up-rise
I see the fire burning in the children's eyes.
Another freeway another heiau dies.
It's time to make the government choke
on their lies. The term Hawaiian Homes is
A joke to me cuz every piece of land is
Hawaiian homes to me. But in order to be a
Resident your blood must be 50 percent
whoever thought of that law is an idiot to me
So we're living on the beach and they call us
squatters. Cuz we're living off our own
Land fishing from our own waters. I promise
our fight will never be over.
Just try and run us over with your damn bulldozer.
I rap for my people.
I cry for my people. I live for my people.
I die for my people. What you see is what
You get take me as I am.
And I 'ain't never had an uncle named Sam.
(chorus:)

Redeye: Yo they think it's a battle zone.
But they're damn sure right. Cuz it's yo
Also my home and I'm prepared to fight.
I'm reminiscing about the past and the
Present. Obviously the other color didn't listen.
So let me break it down like division And fractions.
It's time to take position and counter they're actions.
Cuz if they're Doing this then we be doing that.
But if they doing that then we be doing this.
Don't get my people pissed cuz it turns real radical.
'Ain't nothing like a rush
Rapping in front of the capitol. Supporting sovereignty
we're all the same kind. Ready or not.
Believe me they're gonna try and cross that line.
But it better not be Mine or in that fact of any kind. Ea!
I'm-a try and stand up for what's mine.
I write another rhyme or whatever it takes to accomplish
all these dreams that's was made Up in the mix. Ea.
(chorus:)

Dynomite: It's that Hawaiian lyricist, pissed off and serious.
Warriors! Stepping Through the mist tell me are you feeling this.
It's Dynomite and I'm ready to ride. Despise the crooked
man so I sever my ties. 'Ain't no strings attached hell no
I keep It mellow while you're trippin'. Pulling the strings
like you Gepetto. Mr. Sam you the
Man acting like you give a damn. I ignite and fight for my
homeland. Buwa-ah. I'm Pulling weight in my wa'a. Me
and Paka rockin' with this tune in my ka'a.
That Kanaka Clark Kent with styles that's bent.
Let me disperse this verse for Mr. President.
I represent. So tell me where the justice went.
Your lack of Compensation is insufficient.
Can't run from the past can't hide from the
truth and I Still 'ain't wearing no soldier boots.
(chorus:)

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