Bambú - Welcome To The Party lyrics

[Verse 1] It go rrrang, oh man Welcome to the party Bolo and an AK Holy when I prey on those prey on those who pray for better wages AK rrrang-rrrang Came from the same bloodline as Andrés General Apoy in a tactical vest Ready for whatever type of sh** we catch next Never been afraid of no badge, bruh Two police - that's a match up I just came to make it all even Because the field's uneven and we're living in the last, bruh A rebel of a devil in a dodger hat They're k**ing our people we go hard for that 1-8-9-8 until we're finished with that Don't let her pretty face fool you She's going to hit you with that! [Hook] Rrrang-rrrang oh man Power to the people (repeat x3) Bambu where the f** you find these crazy Filipinos I come from the same bloodline as g**ners and crooks The same bloodline as those who took up the frontline with all the Huks And Katipunan una yun sa pag barrelan kalen man I am Bam Down to fight, pare, ilan - bring them on What you thought this was a little okie doke A little woopty woop? Cool story, bro This ain't no motherf**ing joking this is overthrow the recognition the ignition ain't in your control And I already know I'm better than the bulk of these rats So I don't spend a bunch of time trying to convince you of that my rap pap pap pap put a hole in your brain Throw in a little bit of wisdom Fill it back up again It's like rrrang, oh man Welcome to the party I can't call nobody when these banks is trying to rob me f** it light a match f** it throw a match f** it let it burn f** it, homie, brrrrrrraaaat... [hook] I heard they're getting down down in Mindanao Rifles in the street is their hand me down's Shower me in rubble when it crumble down Yellin' "shut the f** up Bam they listenin' now!" In desperation they'll do anything to keep with the crown While we burning down the castle make a thunderous sound bang bang! They do what we're doing to survive Making money off of lives whether suffering or dying They shoot children in our hood. They police us on the block And the system's for the cops, so they ain't tripping when we shot I got that Los Angeles slang talk California thorough from the old block Oldies in your uncle rex's CRX while he was turnt off of shabs at your aunt's spot Grimlock, I'm dumb rock Hip hop wita little bit of click pop My clique got a bunch crooks in it, homie, f** with it Remember click pop?! And let it burn - fire fire we don't need no water Mi molotov - fire fire we don't need no water Let it burn - fire fire we don't need no water