I'm off the cuff like wealthy white people with lawyers

Spoiled

This election year was fear and paranoia

It's guns and immigration, fear of islamic invasions

While I'm still here in fear of caucasians and police stations

My skin'll cause a panic my nose will have 'em frantic

Accent and slang will have officers yelling "show me your hands dammit!"

God dammit if god was for real he wouldn't have made him

He wouldn't have let him fly a flag to signal a occupation

That signal along rebellion turn terrorists into children

Shoot donald trump out a cannon and take your fucking raps with him

You thought I'd skip over you bum rappers, you sub-par

I swear to god Adele got more impactful bars than half you frauds

Tough talking walk up on 'em like "wassup with it?"

Walk out on a bowl from LA and leave 'em real stitches

I make figure-eight configurations 'cross your neck and face

I wish your mom had let you run with scissors at an alarming pace

You go on tours where you don't even meet the headliner

I go out on tour and tour the countryside with coal miners

Indigenous Filipinos who slave for the slave-wage

[?] where they suffer and support organizers who push for change

I go out on tour and integrate with the working type

While you stuck at the merch' table working the headliners merchandise

Haaaaa

Even with hella pockets I am out of pocket

San bernardino, planned parenthood, man that's the same topic

I don't vote

The electoral college is like, a punchline to a whackline

But I'm voting for bernie sanders off of a killer mike cosign

Live in oakland

Just a leg away from funk-town

Be cool or I'll call all my Viet and Cambodian homies right now

Who down to get down

Shout to the homies from Laos

If government promises were raindrops

Cali wouldn't be in a fucking drought

Second amendment rights

Fake the left

Check the right

I want their ass to ban guns because I'm confident with their hands up nice

I'm what white kids use to call a dog eater

Hanging with kids that white kids use to call niggers and beaners

Well this dog-eater come from where the government is bought out

By companies that come from the richest countries just to ball out

Exploit us 'till we livin' over heaps of steaming garbages

Or building huts over rotten poor people's carcasses

I might not have a meal to eat for days

And of course it's frowned upon to by those who exploit us for the tree

You see I'd rather eat a dog than be a greedy piece of shit

Y'all ready to bang on isis but y'all scared to protest the pig

What type of shit is this?

What happened to the gangsters I grew up with?

Who walk inside a pool hall, throw his hood and get to punch it?

Now it's close your eyes and squeeze

That sounds like coward shit to me

That's probably why you're all scared to tow a line against whatever city PD

Fuck it

It's time we make these hop-hop spaces safe for everyone

Where women won't have to come and get sweated by thirsty fucking bums

And my queer comrades can pose to smoke a jay

Whatever identifier you identify with, smoke a jay

Anyhoo I'm bambu and I'm fucking cold

And I'll see you all at one or both of these fucking shows

Bam braaaaa

Oakland what's up