Bambú - Like Us lyrics

[Intro: Kid talking] 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 [Verse One] It don't matter whether Compton or Hunter's Point Richmond or Echo Park Cops can't tell your a** apart so they gon' tear yo' a** 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 k**er" in a jungle verses murder in the sand While Michelle's walking a** 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 f** with our folks" In the Philippians Islam is in the very same boat But that CNN show, brown camo down marines Pa**ing 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 [Hook] f** if they don't like us They ain't gotta like us I don't give a, I don't give a f** 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 f** if they don't like us [Verse Two] Noooo They throw our women on the auction block Hoping you'll go out and cop the new sh** in the parking lot What the f** do thongs and a bu*t 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 tits 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... [Hook] [Verse Three] 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 f** 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 a** mouth I'll call all of y'all out like the sun going down At your mama screaming at you like, "Get yo' a** 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 [Hook]