Joey Stylez My Neechie (feat. Pyoot & King Blizz)
[Producer Tag]
Stressed Street
[Chorus: Joey Stylez]
I ain't playin' with no lames, my neechie
And I ain't feelin' no cops, my neechie
No, not all of us deal, my dude
'Cause some of us got 9 to 5s, my dude
C'mon c'mon, I'ma rock out, rock out
Turn the block out, block out
C'mon c'mon, like block out, block out
We don't back down, back down
Smoke the block out, block out (yeah!)
[Verse 1: Pyoot]
No Indian in the cupboard, just a neechie and his brothers (hey)
Double-lining bolts, best believe we bring the thunder
Pyoot be the rez pres, [?]
Got money in the mattress
Stressed street, big beats, killin' these Ojibway beats
Smudge one for my enemies, I truly really wish 'em peace
Shoutout to my cousin still heartened for the elders
Me I run with outlaws, the savages, the scalpers
[Verse 2: Hellnback]
I'm the original aboriginal
You and your people are not even as critical
As your king-to-be, your position is minuscule
Back in the day I knew the right people who could get rid of you
But times change, you lames are so laned
I speed past, untamed, kill your mindframe
Salute the man's aim, stars and milky way
My neechies know me, I'm rappin' all day (ay!)
[Chorus: Joey Stylez]
I ain't playin' with no lames, my neechie
And I ain't feelin' no cops, my neechie
No, not all of us deal, my dude
'Cause some of us got 9 to 5s, my dude
C'mon, c'mon I'ma rock out, rock out
Turn the block out, block out
C'mon c'mon like block out, block out
We don't back down, back down
Smoke the block out, block out (yeah!)
[Verse 3: RedCloud]
Hey, it's been way too long
Er'body dead when the beat break on
Blood is purple, I bleed Raekwon
Burned a little sage when they freed Red Fawn
Neechie, save ya complex
Red sauce, green sauce, slate of problems
Christmas the mixes, mix-match the rhythms
[?] ask Q-Tip if I can kick it
Stop bitchin', start miigwech-in'
Do not return till you find your vision
Put on your mask, it's time for persistence
Stand by my side and destroy the system
[Bridge: Red Cloud]
Stop bitchin', start miigwech-in'
Do not return till you find your vision
Put on your mask, it's time for persistence
Stand by my side and destroy the system
[Verse 4: Yung Trybez]
Neechie, neechie, twenty deep, my goonies keep it savage
We don't need no broken treaties, we unceded, we the land
[?]
Never been inside a teepee, all my neechies packin' status
Our chiefs let the minks hang, dance 'em in with eagle down
Drummers let them drums bang, how them 808s sound?
Button blankets, cedar hats, and buckskin regalia
Where my West Coast Natives at? Minay is here, tell me that
[Verse 5: Young D]
Rez boy in the city, you know I go so hard
And that's word to brodie, keep it a buck with my squad
Like, "What up, Joey?" We stylin' on 'em, they ain't ready
Metzi Metzi Metzi, y'all be lightskin just like [?]
'Cause I'm on Grizzly, straight from BC
But we been here gettin' BC
One neechie to the next neechie, what's up my neechie?
I tie my hair back, I snap after the dap
We sweet like sugarcane, listen up, hey roger that
[Verse 6: Joey Stylez]
I've never been one to jump up on trains
I've always been one to fill these rubberbands
She- she told me that she loves the way I dress and
I told her a neechie look like she sex
She modeled overseas, but she [?]
Y'all know me, I kick it greasy like bannock
Treaty 6 with me, dawg, I ain't ever scared
Striped like thunder, all-terrain like a bear
Braid up my hair and throw my native bling on
Star power real like a f..cking Klingon
I don't know no tricks, I know Geronimos and Sitting Bulls
Every word I speak is very venomous and flammable
[Chorus: Joey Stylez]
I ain't playin' with no lames, my neechie
And I ain't feelin' no cops, my neechie
No, not all of us deal, my dude
'Cause some of us got 9 to 5s, my dude
C'mon c'mon, I'ma rock out, rock out
Turn the block out, block out
C'mon c'mon like block out, block out
We don't back down, back down
Smoke the block out, block out (yeah!)
[Verse 7: Tall Paul]
Playin' no games, takin' no names
Keepin' the fire ignitin', [?]
Speaker of truth, I'm the proof that boy
Never saw forth a big pay day
[?] on vacay
Nah I'm just playin', man no I ain't
Like big butts and I cannot lie but I cannot cry unless sun gets saved
All jokes aside, I keep it so [?]
All the duality in my [?]
[?]
I keep it so honest, hate it or love it, I promise I ain't changin' up face to be hottest
Loch Ness monster on the track, put me on I'll break the back
[?] that's for the fame and all my fans
[?] turn up the speakers, distort
[Verse 8: Sten Joddi]
Urban perception, artful directions
Watch out, watch out, for all these deceptions
You're not finessin', or your perfection
Roll out tobacco and smudge up all these blessings
Indigenous proud, movin' the crowd, I'm strong as the spirit and holdin' it down
[?] feelin' the sound, singin' the songs and stompin' the ground
[?] Came from the bottom and I'd do it again
[?] Came from the bottom and I'd do it again
[Verse 9: Illiano]
I'm a neechie and I'm proud and us natives gettin' loud
And we hold our pride high, we ain't never bowin' down
Now we all up in the mix, show you what we're all about
Bottom thangs in the city then we drive it out of town
I'm ridin' in the slums and the rez where I'm from
Stressed Street and rez riders know we get it done
Joddi Joe is my neechie and we on a different level
Like traditional teachings, Winnipeg is my neechie
I'm out on bail and conditions, I gotta watch how I'm preachin'
'Cause if it ain't brown then you know I ain't down
And this native's on the rise, I'm a feather-wearin' Indian and Ojibway is my tribe
West side!