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what you doing with you life,
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are you doing what is right?
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how you building up your wealth
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you gonna improve your health?
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when you gonna get a real job?
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how you gonna eat ya meals hot?
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how you gonna pay your taxes?
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how you putting theory into praxis?
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when you gonna get your plan, bruh?
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when you gonna get your land, bruh?
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when you gonna understand,
that you gotta play the game if you wanna be the man?

Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in it!

I breath in it, I sleep in it, I work in it, I teach in it,
till I'm six-feet in it! go hard in it, so deep in it, till I'm six-feet in it!

homesteady hustlin, kuaʻāina strugglin,
to hold on and fight for land rights that the "Government" has,
seized and forfeited, discreetly portioned,
the pieces to package and pander off a pseudo portrait
of paradise, now that we here to fight, towers that touch the sky,
bulldozers decide where dead can lie,
and I’m prepared to die, for that which I believe,
raising a fist high, rather than turn a cheek,
ready to burn a bridge, or maybe burn a flag,
of the oppressor even if it hangs at half mast,
you got your last laugh, but there aint nothing funny,
about reclaiming all of that thats been taken from me,
and from the rest of the lāhui kānaka,
we knuckle-in up and ready for the ruckus,
the return of the black & blue, and the red & brown
linking arms and hearts before we gon lock it down...

Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in it!

I breath in it, I sleep in it, I work in it, I teach in it,
till I'm six-feet in it! go hard in it, so deep in it, till I'm six-feet in it!

My flag still fly, never went outta style,
Just got jacked by the union - "State of HI"
But you know the state a lie, de facto and occupied,
Keep saying dat the Kingdom died but its still alive,
still survive, in the undivided heirs of the sacred vine,
in the ʻāina that is still there never taken by,
the "fakin five" - big for nothing, mostly just some racist guys,
putting plantation politics as the path to ethnocide,
popularized, putting poison in their plant-rows, musta put too much unrefined sugar up they damn nose,
future generations propagating seeds that they can’t sow, can’t grow, nothing but cancer water can’t flow,
down all the streams, to all the loʻi, and the loko,
so pohō, make you hopohopo
Why fight over a piece when you can have the whole pae?/ ʻāina -
The proof is in the paʻi ʻai!
No taro pie, we want our taro fields unterrorized,
The proof is in the paʻi ʻai!
No taro pie, we want our taro fields unterrorized,
200 years so we wave our HAE!

Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck that - I live in the Kingdom!
Fuck yeah - I live in it!

I breath in it, I sleep in it, I work in it, I teach in it,
till I'm six-feet in it! go hard in it, so deep in it, till I'm six-feet in it!

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