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Show me your cannons, show me your gunpowder
There’s several ways in our culture to gain power
Every box checked, in place, temple towers
Technology to make my enemies cower
Swells of change crash upon the shore in a form
Unfamiliar borne treachery aboard by the scores
Entranced by its shimmer hid the tip of the sword
You don’t see it til u feel it when it rips through the core
Helping hands embracing greedy palms that squeeze in
Grips that leave prints, slits, and seeps in
Lips that speak myths from ships on sea drift, they reap rich
While trading gifts for cheap tricks
They stackin’ chips, we stackin’ stone
And when the chips are down the structures made of stone will stand alone
Iron rusted, dust to dust, and back to bones
Misguided trust in just enough to grab ahold
This was predicted and perceived as just preposterous
Visions depicted prints were carved into the rock as such
To illustrate arrival brought diseases that would slaughter plus
Articulate the struggle in the language of the conquerors
Our diplomacy is far from Euro-centric
We have stories from the east and west ends of the globe
The story unfolds, ke aliʻi Kaʻiana in Macao on his own
Roaming the streets, ihe in hand
Hawaiʻi on his mind ʻahuʻula on his back
They marveled at his grandeur, six feet tall in stature
ʻŌiwi man in foreign lands, their heart is what he captured
Boarded the ship Meare Felice
Sailed to Mindanao, south end of the Philippines
Vancouver, Alaska, and islands Aleutian
Around the world and back again, there is no illusion
Exploration is innate to our existence
We know our home and who we are and nothing’s gonna change it
Moʻokūʻauhau our anchor, empowered to go far
Love for land and people as the compass of our hearts
Show me your cannons, show me your gunpowder
There’s several ways in our culture to gain power
Every box checked, in place, temple towers
Technology to make my enemies cower
ʻO nā akua i ili ʻia ai, ʻo Kūkaʻilimoku a Paʻao
ʻO Kihawahine i hoʻomana ai, mai ko Keōpūolani moʻokūʻauhau
Halihali maila i nā pōhaku, kūkulu, kūkulu, kūkulu i nā heiau
Ua kiʻi mai i nā kiʻi kapu
A naʻi aupuni hoʻi mai ka mole a ka wēlau
I remember the slaughter and unforgettable day
ʻAha Aliʻi, ʻAlapa, Piʻipiʻi, and Keawe
Took the chance, made the advance
Spears rained down like an avalanche
Total annihilation of all the ranks
Forever etched into my memory banks
I swear this will never happen again
Cause I’m using these guns and these foreign white men
We came with our ships, lies, and pollution
Your mission was our land
We call it soul retribution
The book, the gun, the word, the solution
The Thurston & Bingham clans spread illusion
Contagion you using abusing hospitality
Our bodies carry pathogens physically and mentally
Spiritually locked, patriarchal condition
Dismantling our rock walls
Used to make prisons
Man against nature is not in our nature
Your culture we break introducing the savior
Appropriate and whitewash the meaning of the mission
Convert your cultural harmony to division
E pule kākou
Beat your kids to submission, in schools make ‘em listen
While we plotted on your government
Infiltrate our system now your children be running it
Sugarcane & pineapple, the sacred covenant
WRITERS
BRANDON PAJIMOLA, CIERA LASCONIA, GUY NAEHU, KAHALE NAEHU-RAMOS, MARTIN DIXON, NAVID NAJAFI, PAUL KUTZEN, TANYA NAEHU
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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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