[Intro]
Yeah. What's up Philippines? I'll see y'all real soon man. This dedicated...seven thousand islands in the Pacific ocean. Where my family came from. Philippines, rock rock on. Yeah
[Verse One]
I'm from the Philippinas, where the poverty is lower than most
Building shacks up on stilts on the coast
And if you ain't know about the island you gon' find out now
Where the people get exploited just to find a way out
And the definition of "hustle" is different
Driven to a criminal life to feed a son and a wife
And leave a son and a wife to find a job overseas
And surprisingly the majority is women who leave
To do domestic work
Be a nanny or a nurse
And the stories of s** work puts dents in my verse
Uh
Make me quiet for a second
Get me trying not to think about the bad, forgetting
'Bout the smiles on the brown face
Hide a round face
How the food taste?
No matter what you a guest, you go a full plate
And even when the floods came in we bounced back
On the rock, bounced back
On the rock we rock pinas where you at?