Bambú - As We Prey lyrics

[Intro] Uh… the only thing is that... uh With all this…uh… With all this… uh… political thing happening right now I don't know how far we can go more But we must have to pose Because as far as there is a small political space If we are not going to move ourselves And ask that we are conscious Who is going to do it for us? If not now, when? (Brrraa) [Verse 1: Bambu] Women and ghetto men, watchers on the Tower Turn that music a little Louder Just give me about an Hour I'll give you back word to tell ya'll The devil tries supression Pressure immigrants to leave Pa**ing laws just to arrest us Now they're telling me to switch it [?] say I'm dated, wait a Minute Homie, why the f** these youngin's Imitating? I hear youngin's out here making '95 rap Tapes I am vintage '95 I did my demo on Tape But I ain't here for that, this summer's all Murderized Reporting live and direct from Inglewood Ca-lifor-n-i-a ayy! It's hella evident, the devil been here Ever since Designing how to set the institutions up to benefit from parents Hard labor 20 hours a Day Dropping bombs on a country for better rates on a Trade Now we prey Praying with a gun against your Brain Ain't no magic in the sky to put the pieces in Play (ayy!) [Verse 2: Bambu] Women, ghettomen however you Identify Long as you are down to down catch a [?] Not signing on dotted Lines Keeping all the music Mine Never had a person wasn't black or brown be down With mine Others went the whiter Route Got the bigger check and Bounced While I am too abrasive for the palettes Of the greedy f** the independents, lying like they Get it But they're gonna push that college party rap for higher Tickets While I'm charging less than Twenty Sellouts there are Plenty And there's gonna be a bunch of brown faces like a Penny In fact, I'd rather rock for twenty of Ours Than a thousand white kids who think I rap too Hard That make us prey [Hook] Hoping couple dollars come my way From the opening bells straight up and destined for jails So now we prey We the prey So now we prey [Hook] (with Rocky Rivera) x2 Hoping couple dollars come my way From the opening bells straight up and destined for jails Son now we prey We the prey [Verse 3: Bambu] Through the scope of black music I am Down The son of immigrants who the Philippines Sayin' Educated from the bottom by a standardized Test Battered by a life of [?] Next Acquisition by a auto industry is in my Chest When exhaust was more than momma chasing overtime Checks One apartment, two siblings, and my grandparents and I And I've been the prime prey for the devil all my Life From a worker, to a student, educator in the Music A jaded veteran ptsd-ing through the Bullsh** I'm a poppa, who'd rather have integrity in Mine Cus most these motherf**ers can't Rhyme From the days of watching momma chase the Bus And seeing me in Cuffs Now teaching young son to keep his checking hand Up How to act when they show up and try to say “he look Suspicious” All the sh** you probably never have to teach the white Children Now we prey Hoping couple dollars come my way “Oh I didn't know you still rap. Ain't you from back in the Day?” I'm still prey We the prey [Hook] Hoping couple dollars come my way From the opening bells straight up and destined for jails So now we prey From the prey (x2) Don't trip that's just Bambu de Pistola Bambu de Pistola That's just Bambu de Pistola [Outro] A little exploration in the Race Tryng to navigate a industry with Filipino face This isn't praying to a God This is prey under the Phillippine Army Under Lumad We are prey