Kauta (feat. MĀ & WYNONA)

The mess The grind The forger The never home for the wife And daughter The too busy being right Mf fucker The old school dust loving Headquarters Headmaster with the head attitude Tighten your grip When them murrays acting rude Straighten your tie Once your done seeing too When your whip scars lie Firmly through You've bruised Two many generations at school A place u sought to when they had no rules The correct pronunciation is spoon They had no money For clothes books or food So you stretched it out Covered up the bases We will never forget Your education Was a racist My grand parents and parents had to face it Let alone go home And never ever say shit Now say Why. Take a seat You're nannie's are talking I know it's boring But baby it's important Or be in the kitchen Doing the dishes Switch positions Cos the real talkings In the motherfucking KAUTA (2x) Always awake at the crack of dawn Scrawny lil shits tough feet And thick locks Burdened by the richness Of skin that they got So they Did what you said And tried to clean it off And it wasn't just the pigment That became the problem The land The language History and their spawns did now affected till we figured out the cause Whose up ? (I'm next) This ones for the generations here that made me This ones for my Tupuna that yeah made me This ones for the generations here that made me This ones for my Tupuna that yeah made me. Take a seat You're nannie's are talking I know it's boring But baby it's important Or be in the kitchen Doing the dishes Switch positions Cos the real talkings In the motherfucking KAUTA