Bambu - Like Us lyrics

Yo, I heard they don't like
Us it's cool we don't
Like them anyways they just "whoomp
Whoomp" they just talk
And talk they just blah blah
Blah they saying the same
Ole thing and they don't even listen to us

It don't matter whether Compton
Or Hunter's Point richmond or Echo Park
Cops can't tell your ass apart so
They gon' tear yo' ass apart
Regardless of however much money
You can clock
Jay-Z and Barack didn't change my block
It don't change how we
Seen on TV's mainstream
God forbid your rock a kufi
You must be on that extreme side of things
That Islamic garment might get you a branded
"Savage killer" in a jungle verses
Murder in the sand
While Michelle's walking ass launch
Attacks on a fad
That could cripple little hipsters
Rocking pink colored rags goddamn
Goddamn, peace to all my people in Iran
Black kufi covering they face
Russian in they hand
Toe to toe with nothing mo' than
"Don't fuck with our folks"
In the Philippians Islam is in
The very same boat
But that CNN show, brown camo down marines
Passing lollipops out while holding M16s
Trust me
I know what they really think about me
A black president will never
Change what American's see

Fuck if they don't like us
They ain't gotta like us
I don't give a, I don't give a
Fuck if they don't like us
It's cool if they don't listen cause
I'm through with the talking just
Know that we give a half a
Fuck if they don't like us

Noooo
They throw our women on the auction block
Hoping you'll go out and cop the
New shit in the parking lot
What the fuck do thongs and
A butt cheek clapping
Gotta do with half the videos
Relation to the rapping?
See maybe I'm just lucky I don't
Have to hang with those hoes
Every sister that I roll wit stay fashionable
Ever sister that I surround
Myself wit don't trick
You might catch 'em at a rally
Spitting game at a pig but
At the end of it all
The oppressor is the target not
The victim in a draw
Dangle money like a carrot and
The hungry gon' bite
Especially when she told her beauty
Is second to the white
Now it's white women collagen and lips
Fake tit's now we overlook a sister cause
A white girl thick uhhhh
That's me scratching my head
I have never, I will never brah
We'd rather be

I don't make rap music for
The sake of making rap
Even when I drop a track
On some rapper type yap
I'm still going at the status
Quo over the slap
I drop a big name rapper like
The Game on every track
And the reason is I don't give
A fuck about no money
If my wife ain't hungry and
My son ain't hungry
While a third of the world
Still hungry off funny style
Uncle Tom jiggabos
Take flicks with your money out
Brag about how you dropped a
Payment on a house on just the top grill in
Your stinking ass mouth
I'll call all of y'all out
Like the sun going down
At your mama screaming at you like
"Get yo' ass in the house"
There is nothing that can justify
The excess of living
While we still flood every last
One of their prisons
Educating our children to compete
With their children
Can't happen till we tell them they're
Better than what you tell 'em