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makaʻāinana |ˈmaka.ʻāi.nana|
noun
1. Commoner, populace, people in general; citizen, subject
2. (Hawaiian) patriot
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lyrics
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu/ stay true don’t follow/ in the wicked ways of the oppressor mon/ stay paʻa like da paila pōhaku we keep pressing on/
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu kūʻai/ don’t follow, the piles of money of the oppressor mon/ stay paʻa like da paila pōhaku we keep pressing on/
keep pressin on/ hear to get this lesson on/
class is in session pay attention don’t mess around/
its all fun and games/ till we notice the chains/
feeling short in the change/ thought we voted fo change?/ dang
120 years of the same shit/
living on a slave ship believing in the matrix?/
think you ill-advanced if the plan is here to shape-shift?/
couldn’t make it happen had to fake it till they brake it/
and thats the facts/ illegal overthrow settler colonial aftermath/ yo thats the path/
after haoles we got the japs/ on the floor to on their lap
we went from one with and in the land to, off the map/
(from)100% self-sestainable,
plantations, to the biotech invasion,
thats how they run the trap!/
sleeping on the streets/ living in the bush and on da beach/
nondescript to obsolete/ no apostraphe/ when they,
try ʻokina the kingdom/
descendant of the heavens and earths where the kids from/
stay kanakted, to the elements we depend on/
chipping wit dis adze till we huli maka flip the system/ yeah,
chipping wit dis adze, hit it till we get the system flippin/
chipping wit dis adze hit it till we get the system flippin/
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu; stay true
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu; stay true
put Hawaiian lands in Hawaiian hands/
keep em out the metal bucket, pot or the frying pan/
back-pockets of the hired man/ or wired-man/
tryna get you say it with yo chest, from yo diapragm/
deep in the naʻau/ y’all can’t tell me to pipe down/
honor the past but livei in here in the right now/
ya brada, what now?/ can’t lie about truth/
it’ll seep through the cracks and get to the roots/
I got my eyes on the prize, its the aina that provides/
dem can have “Democracy”; we got survive!/
the Natives tenants are home to roost/
show em the proof/ they gon see the glow, its true/
we stoked a few/ embers and got the fire wood throw into/
until the flames gone engulfed the room/
no nom de plum, just know by the ways/
that we tapped into the souls of the home of the brave/
try to match the footsteps that they laid/
kuʻu kulāiwi made of bones and the graves/
a thousand generations/ wave after wave/
one with the ʻaina, but they don’t see the ways/
the tides and currents, winds and the whirlwinds/
harness the elements to dispel the serpent/
we chopped dat black moʻo's head clean right off/
then chant down the setting sun, praise goddess, and ride out/
yeah, chant down the setting sun, praise goddess, and ride out/
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu/ stay true
its the return of the makaʻāinana/ nānā i ke kumu/ stay true
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