Rebirth
Snotty Nose Rez Kids Lyrics


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Twelve full moons like white gold, grandfather sky is getting old
Tides come and go and the rivers froze and the weather man said its getting cold
Winters coming, I'm coming home
My ancestors come from the snow
I'm first born and Creator knows don't let me get in my zone
S on my chest, anti-hero I guess
Beads on my neck and my earlobes are stretched
Abnormal, irregular, so unconventional, are we original? Yes
Phone home, I got a bone to pick
I got trust issues I can never fix
I'm true to myself and my promises and when I'm in Rome I do the opposite
Got my voice back with my artifact
Now I'm talking shit with my talking stick
From Pot-latch bans on our own land, where legal pot was provocative
We drumming our drums as usual, we singing our songs as suitable
We dance to it all, so movable
We do it together, its beautiful
I'm breathing heavy, I love it
My palms are sweaty, I love it
My culture's alive, I love it
The art is revived, I love it

Uh, Nate to the bone
Lit like my sage homie I ain't alone
The spirits stay with me to get where I'm goin'
Had my first sweat homie, I was reborn
Pride gets bigger as my hair get long
Two long braids, that's a dedication
Son of a gun, no registration, just like my pops
We about feast, pot latch
Copper shield on fleek, top notch
Stayed true from the jump, Kriss Kross
Dear Turtle Island, this the renaissance
Don't take my kindness for weakness, man that shit too funny my neechie
So tell me, have you ever been at the bottom?
Its muddy my neechie
I'm pissed off for greatness my neechie
Been silent and deadly since my nose was snotty
Besides all my fam, I don't fuck with nobody
Illuminative, no illuminati
Illuminative, no illuminati
Misunderstood, ya'll don't understand
I'm a red man with a method man
Resist, revive, indigenize
We heavy hitters




We don't die, we multiply
Cry me a river

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Snotty Nose Rez Kids' song Rebirth depict a sense of pride and empowerment of the indigenous culture that the artists identify with. The first verse talks about natural occurrences like the twelve moons and changing climate, which show the fleeting nature of life. The singer feels a powerful connection to their ancestral land and is aware of their status as the first-born, talking about being in the zone and having a sense of responsibility. The lyrics show that the singer is an anti-hero figure, someone who is unlike the norm, seen from their abnormal and unconventional way of life, but still holds immense pride in their identity and culture. The verse ends by talking about how they acknowledge their distrust and flaws but remain true to themselves and their promises, even if it goes against societal expectations.


The second verse is about the artist's journey towards becoming a better version of themselves. They talk about being reborn after attending their first sweat, referring to the Native American purification ritual in a sweat lodge. They talk about how they express their identity through their long braids, shield, and love for the culture, something that has been passed down from their father. The lyrics talk about the artists' resilience and strength to withstand the obstacles they face, whether it is the bottom of the mud or people's misunderstanding of them.


Overall, the song Rebirth is a celebration of the resilience, strength and pride of indigenous culture despite the challenges Native Americans faced.


Line by Line Meaning

Twelve full moons like white gold, grandfather sky is getting old
With twelve full moons passed, the sky symbolizes aging.


Tides come and go, and the rivers froze, and the weather man said it's getting cold
The winter season is arriving with cold weather and frozen rivers.


Winters coming, I'm coming home, my ancestors come from the snow
As a descendant of snow-loving ancestors, the singer is returning home with winter approaching.


I'm first-born, and Creator knows don't let me get in my zone
As a first-born, the singer's Creator is aware of their tendencies and warns not to let them get too comfortable or isolated.


S on my chest, anti-hero I guess, beads on my neck, and my earlobes are stretched, abnormal, irregular, so unconventional, are we original? Yes
The singer considers themselves an anti-hero with unique features that are often misunderstood but also original.


Phone home, I got a bone to pick, I got trust issues I can never fix, I'm true to myself and my promises, and when I'm in Rome, I do the opposite
The singer is calling out to someone for an important conversation and acknowledges their trust issues, though they remain true to themselves and sometimes go against social norms.


Got my voice back with my artifact, now I'm talking shit with my talking stick, from Pot-latch bans on our own land, where legal pot was provocative
After recovering a personal artifact, the singer feels empowered and uses it to share their thoughts on past bans on their land and the controversial status of legal marijuana.


We drumming our drums as usual, we singing our songs as suitable, we dance to it all, so movable, we do it together, it's beautiful
The singer and their community continue their traditions of drumming, singing, and dancing together, creating something beautiful and powerful.


I'm breathing heavy, I love it, my palms are sweaty, I love it, my culture's alive, I love it, the art is revived, I love it
The singer is deeply moved and grateful for their active culture and the resurgence of indigenous art forms.


Uh, Nate to the bone, lit like my sage homie I ain't alone, the spirits stay with me to get where I'm going, had my first sweat, homie, I was reborn
The singer feels connected to their spirits, and after their first sweat experience, they have a renewed sense of themselves and their path.


Pride gets bigger as my hair get long, two long braids, that's a dedication, son of a gun, no registration, just like my pops
The singer takes pride in their growing hair and the dedication represented by their two long braids, recognizing similarities with their father and carrying on traditions.


We about feast, pot latch, copper shield on fleek, top notch, stayed true from the jump, Kriss Kross, dear Turtle Island, this the renaissance
The community is preparing for a feast and important ceremony, representing the resurgence of indigenous culture and traditions on Turtle Island.


Don't take my kindness for weakness, man that shit too funny my neechie, so tell me, have you ever been at the bottom? Its muddy my neechie, I'm pissed off for greatness my neechie
The singer warns against assuming they are weak based on their kindness and experiences of adversity, alluding to the struggle of rising up from the bottom.


Been silent and deadly since my nose was snotty, besides all my fam, I don't fuck with nobody, illuminative, no illuminati, misunderstood, y'all don't understand
The singer has always been strong and independent, sticking to their family and rejecting labels that don't fit their tribe, and often misunderstood by others.


I'm a red man with a method man, resist, revive, indigenize, we heavy hitters, we don't die, we multiply, cry me a river
As an indigenous person, the singer has a unique method for survival, and encourages resistance, revival, and indigenization, projecting strength like heavy hitters who cannot be defeated.




Lyrics Β© Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Chris Ju, Darren Metz, Quinton Nyce, Tanya Gillis

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@donovanwarrington4099

12 full moons like white gold
Grandfather sky is getting old
Tides come and go and the rivers froze
And the weather man said its getting cold

Winters coming, I'm coming home
My ancestors come from the snow
I'm first born and Creator knows
Don't let me get in my zone

S on my chest, anti-hero I guess
Beads on my neck and my earlobes are stretched
Abnormal, irregular, so unconventional
Are we original? YES

Phone home, I got a bone to pick
I got trust issues I can never fix
I'm true to myself and my promises
And when I'm in Rome I do the opposite
Got my voice back with my artifacts
Now I'm talking shit with my talking stick
From Potlatch bans on our own land
Where legal pot was provocative

We drumming our drums as usual
We singing our songs as suitable
We dance to it all, so movable
We do it together, its beautiful

I'm breathing heavy, I love it
My palms are sweaty, I love it
My culture's alive, I love it
The art is revived, I love it

Uh, Nate to the bone
Lit like my sage homie I ain't alone
The spirits stay with me to get where I'm goin'
Had my first sweat homie, I was reborn

Pride gets bigger as my hair get long
Two long braids, that's a dedication
Son of a gun, no registration
Just like my pops

We about feast, potlatch
Copper shield on fleek, top notch
Stayed true from the jump, Kriss Kross
Dear Turtle Island, this the renaissance

Don't take my kindness for weakness
Man that shit too funny my neechie
So tell me
Have you ever been at the bottom?
Its muddy my neechie
I'm pissed off for greatness my neechie

Been silent and deadly since my nose was snotty
Besides all my fam, I don't fuck with nobody
Illuminative, no illuminati
Illuminative, no illuminati

Misunderstood, ya'll don't understand
I'm a redman with a method man
Resist, revive, indigenize - we heavy hitters
We don't die, we multiply - cry me a river



All comments from YouTube:

@meaghanbourdeau6983

Hello, I am a 17 year old Sioux, Blackfoot girl born in Ontario. I really wanted to say you guys, and recently similar artists alike, have truly helped me lock in the knowing that I want to bring back the traditions and teachings that the native people in my family tree (grandmother on fathers side and grandfather on mothers side) didn’t get to pass on to any of us because they left the family while my mother and father were still very young. I feel disconnected with them and think what could’ve happen in their lives that made them leave my family. It hurts but I have found comfort and peace in taking on my traditions. I have lots to learn still, my journey is only beginning, all I want to do is live a simple life and raise a good family. Sorry for the rant, you guys are just great and ur songs have made me cry, dance, and sing like I’ve never before; it’s a great feeling I’m sure to be having more as I connect further with my family

@deborahvictoriaedwards5188

Hi Beautiful, I AM CANADIAN, Ojibwe Turtle Clan. A beautiful world we will see, your brother is with God doll. Soon all changes. Love and Light πŸ’–πŸ™πŸ”₯. Bee πŸβš–οΈπŸ’œ

@DavidParedesMata

Thanks you for your words. My story is different but the same. Romani. I'm 34 from Spain and I feel the same way. I'm with you. Keep fighting for a good life.

@feliciaparedes4637

@@DavidParedesMata Hello fellow Paredes ! 😊

@DavidParedesMata

@@feliciaparedes4637 thanks you, Felicia. So glad to meet you😁

@feliciaparedes4637

@@DavidParedesMata It's great to meet you too!! 😊

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@SolitaryCroneWiccan

DON'T TAKE MY KINDNESS FOR WEAKNESS 🀘🏿🀘🏿🀘🏿🀘🏿 WE DON'T DIE, WE MULTIPLY 🀘🏿🀘🏿🀘🏿🀘🏿

@ejoseluis21

My ancestors are Inca and i stand with you!

You wake our souls with your words!

@taylorclements3718

This song is the reason I started writing again and inspired me to learn my language and revive my culture. Thank you for teaching me to be proud. Resist, revive, indigenize!!!!

@johnnydevine11

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