Letra de Bamboo
Needing a beat, in these trees I trust
I do what I must to make a speaker bust
I'm a caterpillar but imagine iller
I do what I must to make a speaker bust
I'm a caterpillar but imagine iller
Picture me going bananas next to a mad gorilla
And no that ain't a diss to Shade & Royce
Matter of fact I praise them boys
HANDS UP! Make some noise
Sticking with me like there ain't a choice
Get it? Stickin’? Cause I'm talking about bamboo
I can do what I can't do when I'm stuck in a room craftin' mad tunes
The time has come, now the track is here, the rap is clear
Variety of hip hop mixed in, add some pop
The album's dropped, cannot stop, going for rap of the year!
Master the craft any chance I get, even if I got to beat on
Bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo
Raised to believe my words are weapons so I guess I'm blastin'
At you, at you, at you, at you, at you, at you
Got to give my boys props
A once in a lifetime experience
A silver lining with this vibe
Maybe, just maybe you're hearing this
Unique sound!
Heads nodding to each pound!
Of the tree and the drumsticks
A safe assumption I can make of the public
(Wait, wait)
You’re thinking that I won’t snap?
(A-Game) For this supreme collab
This been a long time coming or was it?
When I can just turn nothing to something
Free of gang signs, use same rhymes, still take pride
Cause I’ve been number one since it became prime
So I’m making music for the troubled era
This summer’s getting fired up, I double dare ya!
To sit and listen for a minute
To rock to beat that the people be kickin'
And maybe, just maybe there might be a solution
To the problematic future you’re puttin' the youth in
N.W.A.’s track 8 debut play
Put into place any man with a crude face
Can’t stop the raps from expressing myself
Platinum plaques that’ll head to my shelf
Diligent, at a level that you’ll never get
A citizen who can listen in and turn it all to an instrument
Picking the rhythm, speech finishing in triplets
Beat I'mma killin' and not pleading that I'm innocent
Woo!
And no that ain't a diss to Shade & Royce
Matter of fact I praise them boys
HANDS UP! Make some noise
Sticking with me like there ain't a choice
Get it? Stickin’? Cause I'm talking about bamboo
I can do what I can't do when I'm stuck in a room craftin' mad tunes
The time has come, now the track is here, the rap is clear
Variety of hip hop mixed in, add some pop
The album's dropped, cannot stop, going for rap of the year!
Master the craft any chance I get, even if I got to beat on
Bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo
Raised to believe my words are weapons so I guess I'm blastin'
At you, at you, at you, at you, at you, at you
Got to give my boys props
A once in a lifetime experience
A silver lining with this vibe
Maybe, just maybe you're hearing this
Unique sound!
Heads nodding to each pound!
Of the tree and the drumsticks
A safe assumption I can make of the public
(Wait, wait)
You’re thinking that I won’t snap?
(A-Game) For this supreme collab
This been a long time coming or was it?
When I can just turn nothing to something
Free of gang signs, use same rhymes, still take pride
Cause I’ve been number one since it became prime
So I’m making music for the troubled era
This summer’s getting fired up, I double dare ya!
To sit and listen for a minute
To rock to beat that the people be kickin'
And maybe, just maybe there might be a solution
To the problematic future you’re puttin' the youth in
N.W.A.’s track 8 debut play
Put into place any man with a crude face
Can’t stop the raps from expressing myself
Platinum plaques that’ll head to my shelf
Diligent, at a level that you’ll never get
A citizen who can listen in and turn it all to an instrument
Picking the rhythm, speech finishing in triplets
Beat I'mma killin' and not pleading that I'm innocent
Woo!
