oh great spirit whose voice i hear in the winds whose breath gives life to the world - hear me i come to you as one of your many children i am small and weak i need your strength and your wisdom may i walk in beauty make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset make my hands respect the things that you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice make me wise - so that i may know the things that you have taught your children the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock make me strong not to be superior to my brothers but to be able to fight my greatest enemy - myself make me everready to come to you with straight eyes so that when life fades - as the fading sunset my spirit will come to you without shame Written by Chief Yellow Lark 1800's

Composed by WARPARTY- Rex Smallboy, Cynthia Smallboy, Karmen Omeosoo and Tom Crier Music by Tom Crier Intro – Tom Crier A wise man ones said that if I can send a message to all people it would be to lift each other up. Verse one – Karmen Omeosoo Lesson’s learned Strip’s earned The capability’s are endless I put my life into the message live or die to send this My fear took a long walk I had no time And in reality that applies to crime Or life of rhyme And in this life I find snakes and rat’s they wear good cammo Some will smile at you grill while at your back they pointing ammo It seem you can’t trust a soul even bloodline Deep intention’s of mistrust severed deep family ties Verse Two – Tom Crier And I question why The theme my life took in it’s turn Young burn scarred and my soul rest and my mind’s urn Friendship’s I’ve earned And young love lost in turn Sitting my thinker like chapter’s written and churned My journeys test Just about got the best of me From rez days to putting work in this breath lent to me Most heat And defeat and fall at the hourly flow But that’s never a way a young’n want it to go Verse Three – Rex Smalboy My life has come to a crossroad’s Because I’ve crossed those Type of people that have lost those thing’s in there mind That help them to see deep within the reason I believe in reality cause it never lied A continuous battle running away from the dark side I Feel my heart cry I Feel my heart fly away as I let it go up to the creator And that’s the message The message that I send Verse Four- Cynthia Smallboy Who’s got my back Some they say that’s where they at Respect it all garbage Indian givers’ take it back Talking so much trash stank reeking out your mouth Always thought you was my dog never thought you’d bow out Drama reigns like the plague leaving brothers assed out Lord the days they getting rough Grant me peace without clout Forget the latest news ; there’s people drowning in their issues is you a friend or foe Now a days you never know (Chorus) In these times All my natives the struggle is hard but you gotta steer though In these times Got my fam acting different but what the hell are we to do In these times Stuck in the center the pressure the pain to maintain is to prevail In these times Gotta stay strong no matter who wants you to fail ( in these times) Verse Five – Karmen Omeosoo Now all that matters in my life is the rhythms And the trust that my son won’t ever see a prison I’ll help him go to school and get that education And ease off that native in pressure situations And trust I won’t let no one take that from me Your four eyes better have four cannons before you try forsake me My life a mystery complex full of struggles Seen too much by twenty-two Can’t imagine when that number doubles Verse Six – Tom Crier Rez hearts pump trouble though my veins I waned off the path Back to the spot I’m at again Life’s the same I just make my way though the jungle I face day to day And fend off the pain Cause even in the sun filled days it’s stormy weather I fiend for the day me and trust can live together These letters from my soul My young mind feels old Time struggle holds Young stompin to fold Verse Seven – Rex Smallboy A journey within the music Traveling faster than the speed of luxuries I can’t really afford The more I try the harder it seems To become a harder road to travel in a Straight line Why can’t I just take mine and sit down? I get down at times when I think things could be a whole lot better Learning my limitations Never forgetting That I’m setting ground For you to stand on These are things I planned on Doing a long time ago Verse Eight – Cynthia Smallboy No theatrics on the brain don no spite upon my vest Despite life’s tests I stay a cut above the rest hitting cues in pools of hate Cuz I did It my way Searching for a better day can make your brown eyes blue And in these times what’s a woman suppose to do Oh ode to ventilate avid mind’s ado This here’s about me nothing here about you Know no matter what is lost you stand to gain I.Q Chorus x 2 Spoken message – Rex Smallboy It’s not that hard We got to let go of this jealousy …. In these times. Copyright WARPARTY

WARPARTY Feeling Reserved Remix Composed by WARPARTY – Rex Smallboy, Cynthia Smallboy, Karmen Omeosoo and Ryan Small. Music by Tom Crier. All off Plains Cree decent. Verse One – Rex Smallboy My reservation As I look into your eyes I realize that were living out the Whitman’s lies There was no compromise just deceit as I face the defeat that was put here long before me At times I find it hard to accept I ask god is this a test is this really all we have left cuz my sons life is just getting started and life is seeming harder just to try stay above the water I remember the days of way back when we had no gang fights; we had no crack pipes and brothers got along in the families What the hell went wrong with the families My reservation Verse Two – Karmen Omeosoo I’m feeling the pain The strain on my mental weighs heavy Genocide makes me live my native life deadly I hope you get me if you don’t let it marinate The mind-state of my people, we try to set that strait We never brought residential schools to this place We never brought alcoholic fluid to our taste We would never go and try change you What you did to my descendants changed the elder’s lives too And all the Time you knew, now we feeling reserved Living disturbed, living a life huh we never deserved The native way of thinking ain’t the way of the old Its time to look toward the future let our story unfold (Chorus) I’m feeling reserved Man that’s how I’m living I gotta do with this mic I was given X 2 To try to get by, no word of a lie We gotta try to restore pride Verse Three – Ryan Small Reservations only No need to wait for seating Natives continue bleeding The circle just keeps repeating This feeling filling a void Exploit a people changing It’s why I turn the tables like time Turning the page going against the grain and Engaged in health through out the day and No way it’s simple or plain Need to maintain through these pains Taking these short ends making encores and Acrylic abortion it all costs so all the real could gain applause Reserves relentless yo it’s what I gotta contend with Sundance the rez demented genuine arson of lessons From beneath the ground sentence to blessed with four elements This mic this light this rez this life I represent my residents Verse Four – Cynthia Smallboy Sweet Grace how music lets my mind take flight Rez life my life living a wake of sleepless nights Be my eyes color blind catch a glimps of babies sight Realize there’s more to see than all this rock around me Grant this girl a beat and let my soul run free Amidst the plague of war there ain’t no way I’d rather be One love for my people U. N I. T. E Instead of feeling reserved my reserve feel me (Chorus) x 3