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                          lyrics, Dean Hapeta, 1988
                    
                     Karanga,
                        rangatahi, whakarongo, whakarongo  
                        We're nga tamatoa, so we must light te ahi  
                        Don't get led astray by Babylon, kia mau ki to Maori  
                    There's
                        a lot of people who think they're tough today  
                        But chiefs like Te Rauparaha woulda blown dem away,
                        Cher!  
                        Hone Heke he expressed his disgust by  
                        cutting down the flagpole, huh  
                        Pakeha killed Maori inna Matawhero 
                        So Te Kooti exacted it in
                        a slaughter. 
                         
                        Yes, the Maori battalion inna World War Two  
                        Staunch on the battlefield they had many clues  
                        Like Moana
                          Ngarimu on hill 209,  
                        Victoria Cross so true so strong  
                        Yes the Maori was a bad warrior  
                        Strike fear in the hearts of the Babylon soldier  
                        Yeah its true, yeah its true, that's why I'm talking to
                        you  
                        Kia kaha, kia kaha two one two two  
                    E
                        Tu 
                        Stand Proud  
                        Kia Kaha  
                        Say It Loud  
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                  Te
                        reo Maori Lyrics, Dean Hapeta, 2002
                    
                     Karanga,
                        rangatahi, whakarongo, whakarongo  
                        Ko nga tamatoa matou, ka tahu te ahi  
                        Kaua e nukurautia, kia mau ki to Maori  
                    Te
                        meho o te mana i te tokomaha  
                        Kei Te Rauparaha te toa me te kaha, Ana!  
                        Hone Heke, topea te pou haki  
                        Na te whakapairua o te mahi Ingarihi  
                        He mea kohuru i te tauiwi.  
                        Ka whakahoki-patu mai i Te Kooti. 
                         
                        Te Hokowhitu-Maori i nga pakanga nui 
                        Pumau te whawhai kotahi  
                        Moana Ngarimu,  
                        rua-kore-iwa  
                        Au maro, te nguha, te ngana  
                        Horetiti! horetata! Ka mau te wehi, he rangatira!  
                        Ko Papurona, tere omanga  
                        Rangatu tupuna, mauriora  
                    E
                        Tu  
                        Maranga  
                        Kia Kaha  
                        Rangatira  
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                     The
                        man who tried to kill him was Von Tempsky  
                        But he became a victim of his own folly 
                        Cause Titokowaru
                        was too smart you see,  
                        Guerilla warfare, huh, Maori  
                        The British raided a Pa they thought it'd be a victory  
                        But Kawiti fooled the enemy  
                        The British raided the Pa yeah but they got shot down  
                        Cause Kawiti had a plan and it was sound, break down  
                    Te
                        Rangihaeata believes in holding land  
                        Against the foe, yo, the British man  
                        To him land's essential to the mana of the chief  
                        And in the Hutt there were some hardcore feats 
                        In 1846 in the Hutt Valley I said  
                        Fighting broke out between the British and the Maori  
                        And more than one settler on disputed land  
                        Was killed when the Maori fought the British Plan 
                         
                        Cause white rule and injustice go hand in hand  
                        So against that is where we stand  
                        Don't forget those who've fought before  
                        Our
                          struggle continues more and more  
                        Yeah it's a struggle, it's a struggle  
                        The system's got us in a muddle  
                        So strive to get outta this puddle. 
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                     I
                        haere kimi-mate a Von Tempsky  
                        Koia te he koia te ngohi  
                        Ko Titokowaru he toa nunui  
                        Te whawhai mohio o te Maori Hi!  
                        Ka whakaeke hoia ki te pa  
                        Whakaaro nei ratou, te toa  
                        Ko te whakaeke ratou ka mate ka hinga  
                        Ko Kawiti tatai tikanga  
                    Ko
                        Te Rangihaeata mau te whenua  
                        Te atetenga ki te hoia  
                        Ko te whenua, he pu, te rangatira  
                        I Awakairangi i tahaetia he taonga  
                        I te tau tahi-waru-wha-ono  
                        He pakanga na tenei mahi kino  
                        I hinga Maori i hinga Pakeha 
                         
                        Ko ta tauiwi homanga, ne  
                        Te ture Pakeha e mahi i te he  
                        Ko matou e patu nei te koretake  
                        Kaua e wareware ou tupuna  
                        Te nonoke e haere tonu ake na Ae!  
                        He mea i karanga, he tino take  
                        Ka whawhai tonu matou, ake! ake! ake!  
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                  Well
                      I always put my mind to the rhyme  
                      Don't wear no gold chains cause we ain't that kind  
                      Don't neva rap and say I think I'm cool  
                      Just preach the truth with us that's a rule  
                      Yeah, rising inflation to me is a crime  
                      And sport
                        is politics so don't mess with my mind  
                      They falsely own our land so they really don't  
                      We've been ripped off man so shut up I won't 
                    You
                        gotta learn
                          the history to know where ya truly are  
                        Learn it somehow this ignorance has gone too far  
                        Have self determination in what ya gonna do  
                        Kia kaha, kia mau ki to Maori  
                        Don't let no-one stand on you. 
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                     E
                        pumahara nei taku kupu  
                        Kare kau te moni te kaupapa  
                        Kare taku korero he pakiwaha  
                        Ka kii te pono ana te tikanga  
                        Ko Papurona me tana homanga te he 
                        Nga kaitorangapu he mate  
                        Kua tango o tatou whenua, e haere tonu  
                        Ko te korero nei ka paku  
                    Me
                        mohio te hitori kia matau ai to tu  
                        Akohia! waiho te makuware  
                        Kia manawanui ki te nonoke nei  
                        Kia kaha kia mau ki to Maori  
                        Kaua e tuku te whawhai nei.  
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            A
                Maori warrior claims new territory 
                by Kerry Buchanan 
                   
                Unesco
                Courier  
                July-August 2000. 
            
              
                 "Nigger!"
                    The biker's insult blindsided the eight-year-old boy,
                    shattering his vision of both Maori and pakeha (white)
                    society in Aotearoa, the original name of New Zealand. The
                    verbal attack sharpened the boy's awareness of his society's
                    colour lines. Afterwards, he couldn't stand the sight of his
                    fellow Maori cast as the peaceful but subordinate native.  
                Nor
                    could he look up to indigenous gangs in his working-class
                    neighbourhood of Upper Hutt, outside the capital Wellington.
                    Turning to white society, he felt oppression. So the boy
                    began to look inward, to imagine a "new breed" -proud of his
                    Maori past and committed to a radical break with the legacy
                    of colonial domination.  
                Today,
                    at the age of 34, Dean Hapeta will refer to himself as "one
                    bad nigger" in reference to his hardcore politics as a
                    rapper. Here lies Hapeta's strength and, for some, his
                    weakness: the ability to weave Maori culture, language and
                    political demands - from land and fishing rights to economic
                    equality - within the style and context of black American
                    hip-hop.  
                Indeed
                    Hapeta and his group Upper Hutt Posse (UHP) have influenced
                    a generation of hip-hop bands and fans across the country.
                    Before these "warriors" stormed the stage, Maori music was
                    generally marginalised like an exotic trinket of the past
                    used in the "ritual" of entertaining tourists.By
                    rapping in their language and incorporating the sounds,
                    values and history of their people, Hapeta and like-minded
                    artists shatter stereotypes of what it means to be Maori.  
                Hapeta's
                    political consciousness did not flow from the "cultural
                    awakening" of the 1970s when the Maori middle-class
                    rediscovered its roots. He followed the learning curve of
                    the streets, his whakapapa ("the place where one belongs").
                    Tuned into the liberation music of Bob Marley, Jamaica's
                    legendary reggae musician, the songs of resistance rang true
                    in his disadvantaged neighbourhood, where police
                    confrontations were a rite of passage... MORE 
               
             
            
                Dean
                Hapeta  
            
              
                Dean
                    Hapeta, (a.k.a Te Kupu, a.k.a D Word) has been producing
                    socio-politically charged rap, poetry, music and video since
                    1985. 
                1966
                    - born in Upper Hutt, Wellington, of Ngati Huia, Ngati
                    Raukawa, Ngati Toa, Te Ati Awa and Pakeha descent. 
                1985
                    - The Upper Hutt Posse, his four piece reggae group is
                    started. They later play rap. 
                     
                    1988 - he wrote and then released E Tu, the first
                    rap recording to be released in Aotearoa.  
                     
                    1989 - Upper Hutt Posse debut album, Against The Flow,
                    released 
                
                    1990 - Upper Hutt Posse travelled to Australia, and then to
                    the USA as guests of the Nation Of Islam. This made the
                    group, which was already surrounded in controversy because
                    of its outspoken political stances, even more notorious. 
                
                    1993 -Upper Hutt Posse played at the first Polynesian Music
                    festival in Rarotonga. 
                1996
                    to 1998 - Hapeta studied Maori Law and Philosophy at Te
                    Wananga O Raukawa. 
                     
                    1996 - He performed "outernationally" in Canada at the Music
                    West Conference, and then travelled to the US, surprising a
                    few unsuspecting audiences with Maori language spoken word
                    performances.  
                1977-
                    spoken word performances at Womad in Auckland and Sydney. 
                
                    1998 - Dean built a home recording studio and emerged a year
                    later with his solo album. that is distributed through his
                    company Kia Kaha Productions.  
                2003
                    - the fourth Upper Hutt Posse album - Te Reo Maori
                      Remixes - received a "Tui" at the NZ Music Awards for
                    Best Mana Maori Album. HAPETA'S
                          WEBSITE  
               
             
            
               Hip Hop
                  Haka
            
            
              
                Hip
                    hop music (also referred to as rap or rap music) is a style
                    of popular music. It is made up of two main components:
                    rapping (MC-ing) and DJ-ing (audio mixing and scratching).
                    Along with breakdancing and graffiti (tagging), these are
                    the four elements of hip hop, a cultural movement which
                    began among African Americans and Latinos in New York City
                    in the early 1970s. One
                    form, gangsta rap, caused controversy over nihilistic,
                    self-indulgent lyrics which promoted violence, promiscuity,
                    drug use and hatred of women.  
                However
                    Hapeta's rap is more "haka rap," a challenge to young Maori
                    to stand up for their communal rights and fight
                    exploitation, whether by capitalists or drug dealers. As
                    Hapeta has matured, his perfomance has abandoned the
                    adolescent imitation of Black American speech ("dem
                        had many clues" has become 
                      "they had many clues") and his delivery has become
                      more powerful, expressing his confident warrior strength.
                     
               
              
             
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