Bambú - Los Angeles Times lyrics

[Verse 1: Bambu] He would ride the bus at 3am from off of work And walk a mile around a hoodie, put his crime on candle work He was the type of cat who listened to the lyrics and the drums Used to freestyle on the bus, he had his hands didn't need gun Didn't bang, but he's protected 'cuz he been there all his life Didn't bang, but the whole set would have his back, you know the type Typical night, he'd tag up on the side a public building Just to feel a little power in a country trying to k** him Bout a, block from being home, he seen the piggies Ditch the can and dip, they flashed the lights, he knew the drillie The routine, for any team that deemed a life threat See the paint on index finger, that's enough to get him stretched Not to mention, they connect him to the set 'cuz his address So, they hit him with that ganging junction sh** And his defense was kinda weak, so they stuck him in a cell for 3 months Now a felon after sentence, he get out he's still stuck Every application question, just a question till the box that say 'Felon get to checking' Now he's stuck without a job, now he poor and he alone Need a fix to stop bones from feeling old and brittle Just a little hit, so he stoned till he gone To stop his bones from feeling all these smoker little stone To stop his bones from feeling all these smoker little stone To stop his bones from feeling all these smoker little stone, until he gone [Hook: Dye] How can this be my reality? Where do I run when she comes after me? How can this be my reality? Where do I run when she comes after me? [Verse 2: Reverie] She didn't really have a choice but to fit in Eating from the tree, even though she knows it's forbidden The kids in her school got her into smoking weed I, watched her transform and lose her true identity The melody she used to sing, promised a future with the stars But, nowadays I see her posted on the boulevard She fell hard to the knees though, s**ing dick for she knows Misery loves company, and follows her wherever she goes We know that deep inside lies a lonely teenager With parents that hate her, and don't understand her behavior But Daddy they raped her, every night since she grew titties So f**ing a grown up for h**n, that really ain't no biggie Pity, 'cuz she's so pretty, she used to shine like the Sun All her pain comes to an end once the high has begun One day, the pain will subside, and I'll hold her close Pray for her every night, w-w-w-w-what, Overdose [Hook: Dye] How can this be my reality? Where do I run when she comes after me? How can this be my reality? Where do I run when she comes after me?