Bambu - Oakland Freestyle lyrics

I'm off the cuff like wealthy
White people with lawyers spoiled
This election year was fear and paranoia
It's guns and immigration
Fear of islamic invasions
While I'm still here in fear
Of caucasians and police stations
My skin'll cause a panic my
Nose will have 'em frantic
Accent and slang will have officers yelling
"show me your hands dammit!"
God dammit if god was for real
He wouldn't have made him
He wouldn't have let him fly a
Flag to signal a occupation
That signal along rebellion turn
Terrorists into children
Shoot donald trump out a cannon and
Take your fucking raps with him
You thought I'd skip over you bum rappers
You sub par i swear to god Adele got more
Impactful bars than half you frauds
Tough talking walk up on 'em
Like "wassup with it?"
Walk out on a bowl from LA
And leave 'em real stitches
I make figure-eight configurations 'cross
Your neck and face
I wish your mom had let you run
With scissors at an alarming pace
You go on tours where you
Don't even meet the headliner
I go out on tour and tour
The countryside with coal miners

Indigenous Filipinos who slave
For the slave-wage
Where they suffer and support organizers
Who push for change i go out on tour and
Integrate with the working type
While you stuck at the merch'
Table working the headliners merchandise
Haaaaa
Even with hella pockets I am out of pocket
San bernardino, planned parenthood
Man that's the same topic i don't vote
The electoral college is like
A punchline to a whackline
But, I'm voting for bernie sanders off
Of a killer mike cosign live in oakland
Just a leg away from funk-town
Be cool or I'll call all my
Viet and Cambodian homies right now
Who down to get down
Shout to the homies from Laos
If government promises were raindrops
Cali wouldn't be in a fucking drought
Second amendment rights fake the left
Check the right
I want their ass to ban guns because
I'm confident with their hands up nice
I'm what white kids use to call a dog eater
Hanging with kids that white kids use
To call niggers and beaners
Well this dog-eater come from where
The government is bought out
By companies that come from the richest
Countries just to ball out

Exploit us 'till we livin' over
Heaps of steaming garbages
Or building huts over rotten
Poor people's carcasses
I might not have a meal to eat for days
And of course it's frowned upon to by
Those who exploit us for the tree
You see I'd rather eat a dog than
Be a greedy piece of shit
Y'all ready to bang on isis but
Y'all scared to protest the pig
What type of shit is this?

What happened to the gangsters
I grew up with? Who walk inside a pool hall
Throw his hood and get to punch it?
Now it's close your eyes and squeeze
That sounds like coward shit to me
That's probably why you're all scared to tow
A line against whatever city PD fuck it
It's time we make these hop-hop
Spaces safe for everyone
Where women won't have to come and
Get sweated by thirsty fucking bums
And my queer comrades can pose to smoke a jay
Whatever identifier you identify with
Smoke a jay
Anyhoo I'm bambu and I'm fucking cold
And I'll see you all at one
Or both of these fucking shows bam braaaaa
Oakland what's up