Litefoot Stereotipik
Does it come in right here?
[Verse 1]
Hello, I'm an Indian, it's really nice to meet y'all
Hau! Ooga, Ooga! Now should I do a war call
I know what you're wondering, where's my headdress
Well I forgot it in my teepee with the scalps and fried bread
It's right next to my knife and my bloody tomahawk
And a picture of my dad's hockey team the Chicago Blackhawks
I was really in a hurry cause my horse, it ain't that fast
I don't have a car, I'm just your basic blanket ass
Plus with no cash, it's kinda hard to buy that gas
You know, we're all poor, sleep naked on the grass
I didn't finish school, man it was just way too hard
Plus I can get though life with just my Indian card
It lets me know how much of an Indian I am
And who decides that? Quit playing, man. That's uncle Sam
Sam and his crew take really good care of my fam
They only killed half my tribe and stole our land
[Hook]
Stereotipik, what you know about me
Stereotipik, absent from history
Stereotipik, don't pretend to know – Yo America, ya lettin' ya ignorance show
Stereotipik, Hollywood stereotyped me
Stereotipik, mascots don't honor me
Stereotipik, y'all reap what you sow – Yo America, raise up, we lettin' ya know
[Verse 2]
Oh, hey there, I'm back now
Where did I leave off
Something about my tribe
Hmmm… forgot
Must have not been that important since I forgot so easily
Oh look, the Washington Redskins are playing on TV
They're my favorite out of all these Indian teams
Cause of that crazy black guy who dresses up to honor me
The Seminoles look cool, but the Chiefs fight anywhere
Chicago's got the Illini, what's an Illini?
Makes me so proud to see these teams named after me
See my people's struggle honored with rivalries
A mascot I can wear and you can grow up to be
A brave with braids, a new native identity
Chief Yahoo underwear, a culture we can all share
So paint ya face up till the other teams get scared
It's a beautiful thing, recreational genocide
America's multi-cultural Native American pride
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Oh, Hau! Ooga, Ooga!
Now hunting story begin
I tracking a bear all day and found him up in his den
I fought him with my hands, I punched and I kicked
Then I killed him with my blow from my mighty war stick
I skinned him on the spot and I drink his blood
Like dances with wolves, man, that stuff is good
Then I wandered in the woods for a couple of days
Praying to the trees, chanting like I was in a daze
I laid down and had a vision right there in my sleep
Dreamed I was a Cherokee and everybody wanted to be like me
Jumped up, grabbed an arrow, shot a bird out of the sky
You know, me good hunter, I got him right in the eye
Saw a deer took off, I ran him down with my knife
Talked to him for a while then he vanished from sight
And through the whole hunt a white guy played the flute
That was strange to me, because he was pretty good
[Hook]