Bambu - Pull It Back lyrics

Turn around
Keep walkin'
Get off the block
Who you lookin' at?
Brown skin Southeast Asian kids with a problem
200, 300--shoot, that’s a lot of em Ready for the metal pellets
Killed off Magellan’s descendants
Fuck the police
Yeah the funny accent
Said it, let it, get it To the point where police and the 'hoods clash
Give Los Angeles in April 1992 relapse
We can dance right here on Avalon in the flatlands
I don’t give a fuck about a badge; I got quick hands
Take it out to Oakland
Smile mouth open
Gold grillin' chillin,'
All fitted on some broke shit
Roll with the revolution
Take back your block, boy
Black boys, put away your tools and drop the rock, boys
OPD, SFPD, LAPD, NYPD
Hit 'em with a bunch of little pictures
Get 'em running through the rain
No more PD
Oh, it’s the Philippines
Hang the flag upside down
Militia full of sisters
So brothers don’t make that sound
Walk through the jungle
It’s the struggle for true
Put your gat in my lap
Let me load it for you
And pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat
And pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat
San Francisco stand up Throw up the 415
Grab your 'banas and the clappers
Homie take it outside
Right there at the 'cific Center
Right over the market street
Slam those Vans on the hard concrete
Let the world know we doing this for all of our kids
Keep it movin out of 'frisco
Right over the Bay bridge
Right through the O We can roll 'til our legs break
Yeah, we broke
Yeah, we pissed
We do crime all day
Grab your corner liquor store
Get us ready for war
Water jugs for the soldiers
All the food for the poor
I have sworn to defend my countrymen 'til I’m gone
So I walk like a rebel while my blood still warm
(?) say it loud
From New York to New Jerus to my Pinoys in the South
Get down with la causa
Pull the lama out your trousers
All you need is a target
I can show you how to Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat!
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat, brrat!
Yeah, it’s me on the solo tip
Don’t get it twist though
Kiwi might just up pop out the back with a 44
Write that ticket, pig
Be damned if I pay that shit
I’ll be in LAYU in the court with a (?)
You a local PD; I got CIA to worry 'bout
They came knockin' on my door
Like I’m 'posed to be scared now
(Pshh) Better read my file twice before you walk up Decorated government defector light your ass up Phillippines, let us get our country from her
GMA put her whole in a hole in the dirt
Where my comrades work for the dollar bills that you made
Little girls you turn away like there ain’t a sex trade
Brrat, brrat! (?) city, let me hear you one time
I see enemy creepin on us, I sneak up from behind
And pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat!
And pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Pull it back (Squeeze the trigger)
Let it brrat, brrat, brrat!
And burn the flag (Burn the flag)
And burn the flag (Burn the flag)
Burn the flag (Burn the flag)
Burn the flag (Burn the flag)
And burn the flag (Burn the flag)
And burn the flag (Burn the flag)
Burn the flag (Burn the flag)
Burn the flag (Burn the flag)