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Stolen Homelands Rebranded And Erased Yo, I’m sick of the lies, sick of the spin, Tired of y’all talkin’ like the truth’s just a joke. Sayin’ Palestine ain’t real, what a sin, But I see through the gaslight, thick as your grin. Same script, same trick, different land, Erase whole nations with the swipe of a hand. Mohawk blood deep in my DNA strand, Dutch roots too, but this is Turtle Island I'm standing on. You call it America? Nah, that’s theft, Took Turtle Island, left genocide and death. Wrote your books, gave our names no breath, Now you act like we ghosts — nah, we still here, What you did to my ancestors? Ain’t new, same fear You spreading’ to Palestine right now, clear. You Erase the map, then gaslight the memory—same playbook, just a different century, You deny the land, then rewrite the pain—same colonizer game." "From Turtle Island to Gaza’s flame, you silence truth and shift the blame." "You bury nations under doubt, but history still calls you out." We still here, and we ain’t goin’ nowhere, You stole our land but not our air. Try to erase us? We still declare: We real like Palestine, this pain we share! We still here, and we ain’t goin’ nowhere, Truth don’t die just 'cause you don’t care. History bleeds, but we still bear The scars and the pride, yo, we still here! Israel droppin’ bombs, settler schemes, Sayin’ “no such place, as Palestine” killin’ children’s dreams. I’ve seen this before, it’s a colonial disease, Same white lies, same red beams. You did it to my people on Turtle Island, Now you call it America and act like we never existed. Wiped your bloody hands and pretended we vanished. Say Mohawks ain’t real? You sound like y’all, Trying to Say’ we never walked these land first. Sayin’ we built nothin’, just trees and calls? Nah, we built this land, bricks and all. Taught y’all crops, taught y’all peace, You paid us back with blood and disease. Now you teach your kids we cease? We’re the roots of this nation, not your lease. We still here, and we ain't goin' nowhere, You stole our land but not our air. Try to erase us? We still declare: We real like Palestine, this pain we share! We still here, and we ain’t goin’ nowhere, Truth don’t die just 'cause you don’t care. History bleeds, but we still bear The scars and the pride, yo, we still here! You rename towns, erase the sound, Of languages buried deep in the ground. But names got power, truth comes round, We rise from the silence, pound for pound. Flyin’ flags on stolen dirt, Actin’ like the truth don’t hurt. Lies don’t heal, and truth will burst — We’re the fire in the soil, the voice of the earth. You took our homes. You took our names. You took our lives. But not our flames. We are not myths. We are not gone. We are the land. We are the song. Just like they are. Just like Palestine. Still breathin’. Still resistin’. Still here. "Stolen Homelands Rebranded And Erased" is my unapologetic call-out to the colonizers of today and yesterday. I’m calling out Americans and people of Israel—both modern citizens—because the history of theft, occupation, and erasure didn’t end centuries ago. Americans love to brag about freedom, rights, and democracy, but those “rights” were stolen from my Mohawk ancestors and the original peoples of Turtle Island, and the occupation of our lands continues to this day. The same goes for Israel, whose state was built on the ongoing occupation of Palestine. This track draws a direct line between these stolen lands, the erasure of history, and the resilience of indigenous and oppressed peoples who refuse to be erased. Aggressive, fast-paced rap drives this song, built on thunderous 808s, slamming drum machine kicks, rattling hi-hats, and epic synth stabs. Hooks explode with shouted call-and-response intensity, while verses hit hard with relentless wordplay, cutting truth, and nonstop energy. From Turtle Island to Palestine, this song exposes the colonizers, calls out their lies, and declares that we are still here, still resisting, still refusing to be erased. #FastRap #AggressiveRap #GangsterRap #MenacingRap #StraightUpRap #MohawkRap #EastCoastRap #ColonialTruth #Thunderous808s #SlammingDrums #RattlingHiHats #EpicSynthStabs #CallAndResponse #HardVerses #NonstopIntensity #IndigenousPride #Palestine #TurtleIsland #StolenLands #TruthRap #RootsRap #AggressiveHooks #DJScratchBreaks #RelentlessFlow #ColonizerCallout #HistoryUncovered #StillHere @DonaldJTrumpforPresident fuck you and all Americans who think this is the land of the free or support Israel