Ima brown man,
Execute the brown plan,
Climbin up the mountain,
Where they go to kill the black man,

On this brown land,
Fear is all around fam,
Tearin’ us apart,
So they can keep us from the fountain,

Grew up thinkin’ that my skin tone was inferior,
Society was teachin’ me I had a flawed exterior,
Gettin’ older got bolder of what my culture meant,
North Africa the heaven sent, inventor of the alphabet,
Inventor of the wheel and geometry of your compass set,
Without us you could even say that you would be illiterate,
Original,
Boat people from the colonies,
You know you came from overseas,
Just like my parents came with me,

Hmm,

That means you and I are even though,
Equal playing field, blood as red as it can go,
But you lift your nose, look at me like I’m below,
Born here but still taken as an immigrant by xenophobes

Yeah,

I’m an immigrant,
Feelin’ different,
But I look around,
Everyone is different,

Headed up to the pinnacle,
Makin’ em take another route,
I’m educated, came to get it,
Adding to our country’s fruit.

I’m a dark donald trump on the real though,
Anyone whose poor will take priority in my fold,
That’s where I’m from, grew up in a real slum,
Even if you’re brown like me,
The summit’s where we belong.

Ima brown man,
Execute the brown plan,
Climbin' up the mountain,
Where they execute the black man,

On this brown land,
Fear is all around fam,
Tearin’ us apart,
So they can keep us from the fountain,

Sometimes I really feel like I’m here for a greater path and I see more than I can add of the others trapped in a cast but it is all moving so fast and my brain is on the warpath and the music is all I have to try shake up the upper half, woh,

When bigots see me I want them to seek a back door, which atrocity are they now gunna answer for, which remnant of a thousand broken cultures left to rot and fester, mortle pester, broken up forevermore,

No,

White Australia’s an oxymoron,
White Australia’s a goal for morons,
White Australia’s a concept made by racists who can’t understand the Ancient history they live on,

and now we’re all together so my people rapping with me

From Africa through to Sicily,
Adelaide through to Kalgoorlie,
West Sydney to Pacific streets,
Mt Druitt through to St Mary’s,
The Dharug through to Yamatji,

Shout out to Indigenous,
Caretakers of this brilliant,
Land to which their spiritual,
Connection is imperious,

We cannot take for granted,
Their ownership and resilience,
We need to show respect to those,
Whose earth we borrow;
immigrants.


Ima brown man,
Execute the brown plan,
Climbin up the mountain,
Where they execute the black man,

On this brown land,
Fear is all around fam,
Tearin’ us apart,
So they can keep us from the fountain,


If you’ve never known racism,
Don’t you dare speak to me on it,
It’s a feeling that you can’t compare,
The anger? can’t control it,

Acknowledgement is what I seek,
You can’t dely the culprits,
Are rife in our communities,
And even on the Pulpits,

You see it on the streets and,
Just as much up in the office,
The floor of white washed Parliament,
And in the Redfern gutters,

It’s up to us, the key is fear,
They’ll use it to destroy us,
I love you all,
Regardless of the Telegraph’s
Distortion,

And if we realise the lies are the tries of the corporate,
Throw em all together in a bucket by the toilet,
Disavow the media of influence and foil it,
Go back to the Straya of acceptance and enjoyment,

Educate the xenophobes, they come from all corners,
I’ve heard my own people show the ignorance of boulders,
We’ve gotta do better,
If we don’t, they’ll close our borders,
And the beauty of a land of colour,
Dissipates and smoulders.