Welcome to the Bambu says
Fuck your show
Instigating Hollywood phonies like "Fuck you, bro!"
Get a couple shots of Jager
In this bar hop time
And try and punch a hole through the face of the first frat boy I find
And yes, I mind when mine is violated
Try and follow mine
And face the opposite of what they did to innocent Tray
A vigilante they say?
I say it's time we rewind
And line the block up with the blacka blacka
(?)
In the tradition of that classic LA rap
All the gentrifiers came and made half of LA wack
Strife with mine
Got me the will to die
And I will take a baton to my face just to tow the line
See knowledge, speak knowledge
In the dimmest of light
We bring knowledge out the dark
We don't believe in the hype
Sino magsabi na si Bam ay di tumama?
Sige i-push niyo aking kasamas
And it's night night, mama
Capitalize the S
Capitalize the A
Soul Assassin from the city
Where the peewees don't play
It's not one bad apple out destroying the bunch
When the counter cops' murderin's like a thousand plus
I know it's ACAB LAPD
SA MC screamin FTP
ACAB LAPD
SA MC screamin FTP
Puffin on the roach until it burns down to the crutch
I give a fuck about the people so much
I don't give a fuck about a hotel for dogs (nah)
Prison guards (nah)
Underground rap nerd dawgs, man, hell nah
I carry a big gun, get it done like Tim Dunn
Walk in and break the whole room down like Tim Gun
All cops are bastards, throw a bouncer in the mosh pit
Eat a elbow, eat a kick
Eat shit, get up and talk shit
Soul Assassin so we never run from
I know (?) done marathons, but he scrappin' when they come
Son of a gun who ain't afraid the sun will get me burnt
Son of a gun gettin' turnt 'round the shit that I have learned
From the wars in my teens
Did a tour overseas
Visit countries with the marines
Shot anything that we seen
Capital S, capital A
Soul Assassin from the city where my sisters don't play
I know it's ACAB LAPD
SA MC screamin' FTP
ACAB LAPD
SA MC screamin' FTP
