Lyrics

Does it come in right here? [Verse 1] Hello, I'm an Indian, it's really nice to meet y'all Hau! Ooga, Ooga! Now should I do a war call I know what you're wondering, where's my headdress Well I forgot it in my teepee with the scalps and fried bread It's right next to my knife and my bloody tomahawk And a picture of my dad's hockey team the Chicago Blackhawks I was really in a hurry cause my horse, it ain't that fast I don't have a car, I'm just your basic blanket ass Plus with no cash, it's kinda hard to buy that gas You know, we're all poor, sleep naked on the grass I didn't finish school, man it was just way too hard Plus I can get though life with just my Indian card It lets me know how much of an Indian I am And who decides that? Quit playing, man. That's uncle Sam Sam and his crew take really good care of my fam They only killed half my tribe and stole our land [Hook] Stereotipik, what you know about me Stereotipik, absent from history Stereotipik, don't pretend to know – Yo America, ya lettin' ya ignorance show Stereotipik, Hollywood stereotyped me Stereotipik, mascots don't honor me Stereotipik, y'all reap what you sow – Yo America, raise up, we lettin' ya know [Verse 2] Oh, hey there, I'm back now Where did I leave off Something about my tribe Hmmm… forgot Must have not been that important since I forgot so easily Oh look, the Washington Redskins are playing on TV They're my favorite out of all these Indian teams Cause of that crazy black guy who dresses up to honor me The Seminoles look cool, but the Chiefs fight anywhere Chicago's got the Illini, what's an Illini? Makes me so proud to see these teams named after me See my people's struggle honored with rivalries A mascot I can wear and you can grow up to be A brave with braids, a new native identity Chief Yahoo underwear, a culture we can all share So paint ya face up till the other teams get scared It's a beautiful thing, recreational genocide America's multi-cultural Native American pride [Hook] [Verse 3] Oh, Hau! Ooga, Ooga! Now hunting story begin I tracking a bear all day and found him up in his den I fought him with my hands, I punched and I kicked Then I killed him with my blow from my mighty war stick I skinned him on the spot and I drink his blood Like dances with wolves, man, that stuff is good Then I wandered in the woods for a couple of days Praying to the trees, chanting like I was in a daze I laid down and had a vision right there in my sleep Dreamed I was a Cherokee and everybody wanted to be like me Jumped up, grabbed an arrow, shot a bird out of the sky You know, me good hunter, I got him right in the eye Saw a deer took off, I ran him down with my knife Talked to him for a while then he vanished from sight And through the whole hunt a white guy played the flute That was strange to me, because he was pretty good [Hook]