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🎵 “WE’RE STILL HERE” – A Native Hip-Hop Anthem of Survival, Memory & Unbroken Lineage

Wind on the plains… distant hoofbeats… the echo of ancestors who refused to disappear.
“WE’RE STILL HERE” is a raw, defiant fusion of Native hip-hop, tribal chanting, and atmospheric flute that carries generations of stories in every line.

This piece honors the children, the mothers, the water protectors, the ones who walked through frost and fire so we could stand here today—unbroken, unquiet, unmistakably alive.

From the cracked wagon trails to today’s city streets, this song is a reminder and a declaration:
🔥 We do not vanish. We rise.
🔥 We remember. We continue.
🔥 We’re still here.

✨ About the Song

“WE’RE STILL HERE” blends:

Hip-hop storytelling rooted in historical truth

Layered tribal chants and traditional flute textures

Modern cinematic sound design

Spoken-word ancestry acknowledgements

Every verse carries artifacts—beads, stones, breath, drumbeats—woven with the reality of erased histories, broken treaties, stolen lands, and the resilience that survived them all.

This is not a museum piece.
This is a heartbeat.
A reclaiming.
A reminder that the earth remembers every step we keep.

⚡ Featured Lyrics

“Dust don’t bury us—
it polishes our names.”
“You tried to drown our drum in silence deep,
but the earth remembers.”
“Ashé. Hózhó. Mitákuye oyás’iŋ.
We are all related. We are still living.”

🌎 For the Relatives

This song is dedicated to:

The ancestors who carried the stories forward

The children who were never forgotten

The language keepers, water protectors, and culture holders

Every Native person who has ever felt unseen, unheard, or erased

You are the proof.
You are the continuation.

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🪶 Closing Words

Hoofbeats fade.
Wind carries what we cannot forget.
And still, through every storm and every silence—
WE’RE STILL HERE.
Wado / Thank you for listening.