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Nobody Knows (Official Music Video) - Mel the Angry Native

“Nobody Knows” is a raw, unfiltered expression of indigenous resistance, survival, and identity from the perspective of the CHamoru people. Drawing from centuries of colonial trauma, military occupation, cultural erasure, and systemic neglect, the lyrics channel the collective pain and pride of a people whose voices have long been marginalized. LYRICS: We the best kept secret in the west pacific Wrecking mics w/out rights just to get specific White man stole the land but he won’t admit it Centuries of history come check my limit We was raised around death we don’t notice the stench Got us fighting for your flag so we can hold us some cents First people, first team, got us riding the bench 500 years a colony the shit is intense We braved the open ocean with our dreams in the stars Now we killing off each other in the streets and in bars The government don’t care they funding research on mars if we do this to each other what we gonna do to yours? They desecrate the water and our sacred sites Subjugate our daughters gotta make it right Confiscate our freedom gonna take the fight I don’t hesitate to advocate for native rights Nobody knows what it’s like for us, except us don’t assimilate much cuz they don’t accept us brought Jesus and diseases and in God we trust Selling liberty and justice but it’s really just us We lead the pack with the facts in the worst statistics They make stacks off my back so my rap’s explicit I got gratitude and attitude but something’s gotta give Why are we good enough to die but not good enough to live? They be dangling the money got you dancing like a monkey (now) We can’t afford to live go ask your neighborhood junkie Maybe they just tricked us into giving up our home But a people or a culture ain’t a thing that you can own I know just how they played us with their government and laws Made it legal to discriminate- the territory clause educated native can’t fuck with my intelligence We bigger than you thought better double check your measurements Volcanic, gotdammit go and get my belt/ The island look like paradise and feel like hell/ We are not American we just can’t tell “Cuz they made us hate ourselves and love they wealth” Nobody knows what it’s like for us, except us don’t assimilate much cuz they don’t accept us brought Jesus and diseases and in God we trust Selling liberty and justice but it’s really just us Nobody knows Bodies of oceans rose Over truths domed With a toll of souls Take a native land run that exploitation Break a native man lower expectation/ Spain then Japan American-canization Heathen when I’m breathin ya I’m godforsaken Low self image, low standard of living Make us feel big for what little they giving Dependent on the drugs and food that they ship in Contaminate the water that our babies are sipping Send us off to die - it’s for god and country Selling genocide yeah they tryna fuck me And my people brown people go and check Gil Baza parts of my island still look like Gaza They can buy bombs but they can’t buy healthcare Everybody’s mom still living on welfare Can’t make it here, so we making it elsewhere you can get rich but you can’t get wealth there. CREDITS: Director/Editor: Niel Darren Romero Admin/Finance: Erani Zuñiga Producer/Grip: Jeddou Antonio Producer: Melvin Won Pat-Borja Key Grip/Gaffer: Kyle Dela Peña Grip/Costume Designer: Hanz Mercado Grip/Production Assistant/BTS: Angelo Moises Production Assistant/Costume Designer: Gilayna Santos Follow us on our socials www.instagram.com/projectinspire www.facebook.com/projectinspire.co www.twitter.com/projectinspirex visit our website www.projectinspire.co contact us at [email protected]