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Road To The Hills

Whose headed to the Black Hills Powwow?🔥 Lyrics🎤: [Intro] Pack the car, sage the dash, hit the road before the sun, From the rez to Rapid City — that powwow callin’, everyone. Drum in the trunk, beadwork glowin’, auntie bumpin’ her playlist, We laughin’, prayin’, and smilin’ — man, you can feel how sacred this trip is. ⸻ [Hook] Rollin’ down that highway, heart full of pride, Flutes in the beat, ancestors in the ride, Smudge on the mirror, wind in my braids, Black Hills ahead, that’s where we praise. 808 heartbeat, feel that drum alive, City or rez — we all arrive, From the backroads dust to the neon nights, We all Native, and we all shine bright. ⸻ [Verse 1] Cousins in the back yellin’, “Turn that up!” Got sage in the cup, not Henny — that’s love. Flags on the dash, old songs on repeat, Grandma’s voice hummin’ through the backseat. See the hills rise up through the windshield haze, Phone blowin’ up — “Yo, where you stay?” Vendors gettin’ ready, drums tuned tight, You can feel that powwow comin’ to life. ⸻ [Hook] Rollin’ down that highway, heart full of pride, Flutes in the beat, ancestors in the ride, Smudge on the mirror, wind in my braids, Black Hills ahead, that’s where we praise. 808 heartbeat, feel that drum alive, City or rez — we all arrive, From the backroads dust to the neon nights, We all Native, and we all shine bright. ⸻ [Verse 2] Hit the gas, that sunset glow, Beadwork flashin’ like the stars in the show. Lil cousins dancin’, auntie yellin’ “Go!” Uncle say, “This the year we take home gold.” Skoden stickers, frybread smoke, Good vibes only — no hate, no joke. Rez car shinin’ with the handprint touch, We proud of who we are — can’t fake that much. ⸻ [Bridge] Yeah, this more than a powwow, It’s a homecoming vow, Drums callin’ us now, We still here — still loud. ⸻ [Final Hook] Rollin’ down that highway, heart full of pride, Flutes in the beat, ancestors in the ride, Smudge on the mirror, wind in my braids, Black Hills ahead, that’s where we praise. 808 heartbeat, feel that drum alive, City or rez — we all arrive, From the backroads dust to the neon nights, We all Native, and we all shine bright. AI generated musi usng lyrics composed by myself.