Clash of the Clans

[Verse 1: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Minay tees when we step up in the building
Know we keep it chugging from the city to the villy
Dawg I be ready, call it thrilly in manilly
Homie let's get down for the crown so we can see really whats up
What up? I'm minay to a tee
I'll die for my team kna'mean, yeah
Like a needle to a fiend
I use the pen to chase a dream
And these haters still try to intervene
We kick it like Draymond Green
Bruce Springsteen, boy I'm tougher than the rest
All about making cream but I’m far from the pest
I take a shot without a vest
And I speak in native tongue like A Tribe Called Quest
Take a look at my crew, they all brown as shit
We the beavers, eagles, ravens, and them blackfish
We about to get stupid, my minays about to lose it
And you know we just do it like the Nike swish

[Chorus: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Yo, fellas bring ya hands to the flo'
Beat it with a purpose like a drum circle
Ladies, show em what'cha mama gave ya
We just came to party 'cause we naughty by our nature
Ay, this the clash of the clans
Keep it to the flo' if you know how to dance
Keep your hands in the form when you're down in the stance
Who ya best man? This the clash of the clans

[Verse 2: Young D & Yung Trybez]
I never try hard, I'ma die hard
We the suicide squad this about to get bizarre
And the beats in my bones, got me feeling kinda odd
I'm the god of my clan, where's my round of applause?
Man, hell nah! a young'un be eccentric
Squad is a mix of the vanilla and the Nesquik boys
I'm talking about the type that don't know when to quit shit
It's too lit, we throw it up like too much liquor hit
And I ain't about to choke, I'm good under pressure
Devils club around my neck but the rope is leather
And it don't get no better, I ain't rock 2 chains
Hell nah cousin, I'd rather rock two braids (two braids!)
Black braid down my back
With a crest on my vest and a feather to my chest
Man it represents my brother, but I’d rather have my brother back

[Bridge: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Murdered and the missing
Boy tell me where my sisters at?
Whats up with the injustice?
I never understood that
Whats up with our resilience?
That's what we never lack
Homie, why so serious?
It's a warrior thing man
We misunderstood Indians
That's why we do our dance!
Welcome to the Pow Wow where we never bow down
Singing loud and proud like our ancestors now
That's the sound of predecessors talking over the suppressors (shh)
Man, holla if you hear us!

[Verse 2: Young D & Yung Trybez]
My pleasure, ay
Now here's where it all began
Raven stole the sun, what's the big bang?
That's my cousin fam, I'm a beaver but damn
He a sly little bugger, is he really a friend?
Mama, there go that man
That hails off the land from the killer whale clan
That’s why I dip and close my hands every time I dance
While them eagle boys spread they wings when we jam
Where my wolves at? Are we getting down tonight?
Can I run with the pack? I think I just might
And we dancing with the wolves
For the strength of the pack is the wolf
And the strength of the wolf is the pack
Nocturnal lifestyle, that's word to my owls
Lurking on the dark side while the wolves howl
Can I get a bear witness, while I'm on my grizzly
It ain't over till I finish
We about to get busy
Is you with me? Let's get it jumping like a frog do
Is what my people say when they can dance, sing and drum too
I love it! Reppin' where I'm from, dude
We don't do it 'cause we have to, we do it 'cause we want to!
And when we compete
Know its all love here
Where the land ain't free
This a family affair
The big chief about to speak
Everybody's all ears
Rise up to your feet
And bow your head for the prayer

[Prayer]

[Pre-Chorus: Young D]
Now fellas bring ya hands to the flo'
Ladies, show em what'cha mama gave ya
Beat it with a purpose like a drum circle
We only here to party 'cause we naughty by our nature
Ay, this the clash of the clans
How we put it down at the clash of the clans
Who ya best man? Bring 'em down to dance

[Chorus: Young D & Yung Trybez]
Yo, fellas bring ya hands to the flo'
Beat it with a purpose like a drum circle
Ladies, show em what'cha mama gave ya
We just came to party 'cause we naughty by our nature
Ay, this the clash of the clans
Keep it to the flo' if you know how to dance
Keep your hands in the form when you're down in the stance
Who ya best man? This the clash of the clans