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bambu - acab lyrics

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aw, yeah, sure, i um…
it’s a free country and i ain’t got the right
but i got a badge
what do you got?

welcome to the bambu says
f-ck your show
instigating hollywood phonies like “f-ck you, bro!”

get a couple shots of jäger
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 (?)

in the tradition of that cl-ssic la rap
all the gentrifiers came and made half of la whack

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

(?)
and it’s night night, mama

capitalize the s
capitalize the a
sole -ss-ssin 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

manhunt is underway in southern california
and the los angeles police department is under siege
ten thousand law enforcement officers are conducting
border war searches for one of their own

you heard about fugitive ex-cop police officer
who shot an unarmed man
it has set off a wave of violence in oakland

puffin on the roach until it burns down to the crutch
i give a f-ck about the people so much

i don’t give a f-ck about a hotel for dogs (nah)
prison guards (nah)
underground rap nerd dawgs, man, h-ll 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 b-st-rds, throw a bouncer in the mosh pit
eat a elbow, eat a kick
eat sh-t, get up and talk sh-t

sole -ss-ssin so we never run from
i know (?) done marathons, but he scr-ppin’ 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 sh-t that i have learned

from the wars on my teens
did a tour overseas
visit countries with the marines
shot anything that we seen

capital s, capital a
sole -ss-ssin 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

- bambu lyrics

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