1. |
Jeepney
04:51
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Ladies and gentlemen boys and girls around the radius
I got you locked on noise to stimulate your stimulus
walk with us on a journey, an epic, ya dig?
so make some noise if you're ready for this!
we are the Boondock Squad of 415 Califaztlan
by the way of Pilipinas, ang aming bayan
inner-city Katipunero music for your ear
third-world melody to get your state of mind aware
guerillapinofied mentality leatherneck cuttas
minority of minorities the other of the others
jeepney riders mastered hip-hop and rock n roll
hold on tight we bout to get outta control
(3x- The Boondock’s ready to rock)
we know the world’s been waiting
They hate us cuz we’re brown skillful and we’re talented
intelligent and charming focused and we’re confident
that if we work it we can get all that you have
the underdogs have come to take it all back
secret government agencies tryna get us slain
music industry corporations tryna cover our game
blue-collar poverty's tryna keep us the same
still we're super fly ladies wanna know our names!
you know the jeepney never ever stops runnin
so hop up off if you don’t like where it’s goin
or share the energy is everybody feelin me?
you’re itchin to rock, well make some noise I got the remedy!
(3x- The Boondock’s ready to rock)
the world’s been waiting for a minute
The jeepney crosses all the borders scopin minutemen
with an engine that social justice is fuelin
ride with the marginalized working-class citizens
as our labor and our culture’s capitalized on yet again
we’re overcomin hierarchies and monarchies
over imperial colonies we want release
cultivate the cheese, the heart attack to the beast
no tactic will make my mouth freeze
give em a tic tac, quit the propaganda please
your words are stinkin up the air we breath
no terrorism just funkyfied rhythm for ya feet
the symphony of the streets
(3x- The Boondock’s ready to rock)
yes, the world can't wait
Bridge
(3x- The Boondock’s ready to rock)
now we’re here stop waiting.
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2. |
Renegades' Anthem
03:38
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Movin buildin within many livin in your inner city
is a population a red alert to this nation
whose names are in category of insurgents in a hurry
to destroy the generations of freedom and liberation
they don’t want us to exist so they label us terrorists
cuz when we rep a set of peace, the system is stuck
we’re quick to raise our fists against military enlist
and we speak about what’s up they say we know too much
organized collectivity not for crime but community
made history with this picture: gangs of an opposite nature
don’t call us gangsta yet but realize it’s gangsta shit
if you get hit risked your life for the hood that you organize in
hit by your own streets, crime rates that never fail
or hit by someone else, bullets from dictators’ spells
we turn the chrome from rims to revolutionary guns
to blast back acts of love as revolutionary ones
Renegades in the bay in the streets of the Sco / Who, who, who, who are you?
to Oakland fasho, we fight for Oscar Grant and civil rights / who, who, who, who are we?
where you at my soldiers? put your hands in the air! / recognize us
they aint prepared, we’re taking back our streets right about this time / renegades
This is the renegades’ anthem with hearts and souls as a tandem
I will tattle this tail, put a fist in the air
if you feelin me here…
you see we’re superdope though we’re always broke and broken
by our families who lose all their hope when you open
your mind to ideals of change and progress
cuz it might not equal financial success
whatever I’ma do it be a teacher leader social worker
more than a performer keeping the streets in order
tackling what faces me, life’s a battle it’s a given
ride or die, I been ridin that’s the reason why I’m livin
you can stare me in the eye, you might think I’m fearless
but I’m not, fear makes me stronger that’s the only difference
no need for inferences yes the hood got my back
real G’s freedom writers organizers where you at?
I rep The Boondocks what chu know about that?
Renegades til the third world struggle is won / Who, who, who, who are you?
til we take back our land, no more war in the Middle East / who, who, who, who are we?
where you at my soldiers!? put your hands in the air! / recognize us
they aint prepared, we’re taking back our streets right about this time / renegades
Bridge
Renegades cuz Obama’s change can’t be enough / Who, who, who, who are you?
we the people need to make it happen a day at a time / who, who, who, who are we?
where you at my soldiers!? put your hands in the air! / recognize us
they aint prepared, we’re taking back our streets right about this time / renegades
who, who, who, who are you?
who, who, who, who are we?
huh-ha-ha recognize us
we are the Boondock Squad.
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3. |
Phoenix
04:58
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I spent a lifetime in my lab tryna move you
to get you off your feet and mesmerize you like a voodoo
I’ve grown into a guru that channels spirits in these turbulent times
cuz people want to dance, so I provide the vibe
but sometimes I let the world take its course
lay back to reflect, dear god what kind of force
brought me to this path? I’m in the aftermath
of death which means I’m livin the life at last
If you could only see the place I came from
you know I’ve gone far and I’m far from done
we’re battling for the rights of our people
my family’s stayin on its toes to be stable
I’m tryna find fulfillment of life in my hustle
pushing through internal and external hurdles
everyone’s tryna judge, no one has the right except for God
I’m learning my lessons to make it right and it’s hard
Hook:
It’s, the- gamble of life
we can’t predict, the- outcome of the battle
still we struggle, forward- and leave it to God
if I succeed- proceed to next level
if I fail- like a phoenix I rise
uh, I rise up, uh, I rise up
uh, I rise up, uh, I rise up
trust, like a phoenix reborn
I’m like that one sperm that made it to the oocyte
birthed classics with hip-hop from the millions who fight
to create life but MC’s forgot before creating you gotta learn
from your life, don’t skip your needed turn
to sacrifice before you go looking for blessings
there were days so dark it felt like my life was ending
but it’s the beginning, a homie said “trust your struggle”
so I trust I’ll get somewhere every time I tussle trouble
my father’s sudden death taught me to love my fams
being broke taught me to make more of what I have
immigration taught me never to feel less than human
(2004) we lived in Motel 6 in a one-room shack then
streets almost got me killed, I almost joined a gang
but I hustled for scholarships while the others slanged
I got university-bound while most my homies drop out
when I’m done I’ll go back with hopes to help you out
Hook
I’d like to take this time to acknowledge me
making music was reaching for the skies it seemed
so with this album my folks touch the galaxy
we’ll take it beyond with or without the cream
nowadays art is sadly a privilege, not a right
but I got a chance, can’t waste a single bar on the mic
every line is inspired by my people and my life
not that fake gangsta shit I aint tryna be like
see I ain’t gotta be gangsta to be ballin
these insecurities are the reasons why minorities are fallin
we’re stuck like we’re men in the box
like you’re only considered men when you smoke weed and hold glocks
and we call each other bitches and hoes
because the coward inside is too scared to be considered one of those
so read between the lines them lies
because really the most feared the most gangsta is an educated mind
Hook
Bridge
Hook.
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4. |
Digital Vice
03:29
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I’ve been watchin you, watchin your perfect design
you’ve raised me as a child, you’re always on my mind
you’ve been my role model while my parents are gone
and that’s most of my life, why don’t you leave me alone!
I did everything you told me, the advice you advertised
deadly as cocaine yet deceiving with your own lies
I spent most of my life on the couch being your slave
pop culture got us chained, your throne’s the stage
like medieval times you have an army trying to check us
solicit us to debt your ignorant plague swept us
propaganda on demand invisible digital vice
got me hooked on media like the drug of my life
Hook:
I’m just tryna stimulate,
to liberate and find my way
but why do I find you
infront of me?
and I know that you are fake
but why do I make the mistake
of tuning into you
infront of me?
In this generation of the Playstation we would play
our Final Fantasy than live reality today
we’d rather own a warstaff not knowing outside’s
the real World of Warcraft playing wars on lonely nights
every single title date we wait it’s insane
line up for whole days to spend on latest videogames
and I couldn’t face a book so I’m on the Facebook
see how everybody look surfing and the life it took
people migrating existence to cyberspace
simulating things to do what’s happened to this age?
we’re all Left 4 Dead 2 find a way to survive
the zombie-makin technology won’t make me subscribe
Hook
Break it down
(2x- put your hands to the sky, everybody feel me
I won’t play no fake role, my life’s its own movie
entertaining us to death, standards in the music
The Boondock Squad is makin tracks just the way we choose it)
I’m just tryna stimulate,
to liberate and find my way
and I do not want you
to limit me
and I know that you are fake
I can’t afford the same mistake
of turning into you.
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5. |
When Monkeys Make Music
06:12
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I’ve been feelin like an alien like my green card says
Hollywood TV got no one lookin like myself
so don’t trip if you see UFO’s flyin around
that unified Filipino originator sound
we’ve been kept in the boondocks for a minute
forgot about us? I know we’re unexpected
but understand that you fools had it comin
southeast Asian immigrants retaliate gunnin
in all directions with bass guitar percussion speech
forget about the music, I got lessons to teach
think twice before you laugh at immigrants with accents
just cuz you don’t get it we speak more languages
and we’re considerate of your monolingual ass
we speak your tongue in our homes just cuz you’re first class?
why don’t you learn about us for once, we’re more
that the janitors and housekeepers you use us for
I used to have no confidence but now it’s evident
I’m one of the most vocal, my flow is excellent
cuz my people, we’re raised in oppression
that’s why we have to the masters of expression
Hook:
The invasion is sweepin everybody’s block
(the invasion is sweepin everybody’s block)
the tipping point has come spreadin like an epidemic
(the tipping point has come spreadin like an epidemic)
you called us monkeys when you first went to the boondocks
(you called us monkeys when you first went to the boondocks)
well this is what happens when monkeys make music
[4x- this is what happens when monkeys make music
(shake your scalps til there’s no hair left)]
I’m done following your image time to follow mine
embed in your minds the lines of an MC unsigned
the messages to my lyrics already consummating
as you made it to this point listening to what I’m saying
you called me fob when I was fresh off the Boeing plane
called my accent funny but when I speak they know my name
I was a mute observer new to the environment
now I’m the last hope of birth like the Children of Men
I’m hip-hop’s real Ice-T my rhymes are bottomless
my lyrics too much proof for alcoholics anonymous
the proof of illness is here signed sealed approved
my mark on history graffiti to your ear so you
have to embrace it my poems are in the alleys
of your domes can’t erase it in subways of your memories
though sometimes hip-hop’s misunderstood
misinterpretation of hieroglyphics in the hood
instead of being conscious in their lyrics and flow
privileged kids consciously misspell words to sound ghetto
but my people, we die from oppression
that’s why we have to the masters of expression
Hook
I got the soul don’t confuse me with Alicia Keys
but I’m movin the earth with songs in a minority
financially limited but we remain limitless
I’m the dream the reality denied to exist
here I am cutting this belly from its feast
ok you’re a beast but what’s a beast to a wildebeest?
nothing, nothing, you aint scarin nothing
I’m the ultimate beast goin apeshit cuzzin
my rap’s bananas and I’ll make you swallow it
I aim for your heart blast expand like a hollow tip
Aiwana B. Free, they’ve been callin me since slavery
conquering microphones they know not to fuck with me
cuz when I sharpen my art skills haters got no chance
I’m dangerously learning graffiti turntablism and dance
we’ve played in the sidelines felt the need to apologize
for who we are but I do otherwise to exercise
my tongue like a shaolin monk training under the sun
can’t wait for saviors to come we are the prodigal sons
cuz my people we gotta break through oppression
that’s why we have to the masters of expression
Hook
There aint no reason to feel alienated
we are the aliens from the Boondocks
why don’t you come out and play?
Legal or illegal aliens boost the economy
washed white to bend in fields and prepared for sodomy
labeled anti-democratic plunderous leeches
but now it’s our invasion and you’ll be a witness
execute the plan!
You see I’m not anti-democratic
I’m pro-justice
I’m not about plunder
I’m about the truth.
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6. |
Smell the Sunshine
03:37
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So beautiful, life’s beautiful
even from the gutter it’s so colorful
like clay I have, molded my self
to a monster with a core full of wealth
don’t tell me that, God’s strange to me
when I’m made of God she took care of me
I’m the cutest lil fucker in the planet
and I’ma floss it even if you hate it or you love it now
when life gives you lemons
peel em for martinis and slice em for margaritas
give the world a drunken haze and preach your propaganda
Hook:
Coming of age
this is the dawn of our time
the grapes of wrath
we bleed vintage wine
we’ve come of age
this is the dawn of our time
lift your head to the sky
smell the sunshine
Yesterday no one thought that
I would make it this far in life
from many wars I have fought at
gaining scars and learned to be wise
glad to know that I’m still here
and, this is how I live my life
I change herstory for a livin
may these chants soon decolonize
the mind
(2x- take it back, what we lost, never give up what is ours)
Hook
(2x- Let’s bring the world to a blaze)
light it up
blaze it up
Hook
(2x- Let’s bring the world to a blaze)
light it up, blaze it up
inhale, and exhale
and pass it around, and pass it around.
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7. |
Never Let You Go
04:13
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It’s true you never know what you got til it’s gone
it’s like goin through a journey and missin home
or droppin pennies ending up a few cents short
or missing high school, wish you woulda played sports
there’s always somethin we take for granted and forget
when time comes it’s needed we will never get it back
to your friends and family, you gotta stay true
there’s no one else to understand you or save you
I got a brother we were deeper than kin skin melanin
similarity we thought identically
what was within us were winners
a tag team championship title untouched
but I left him out thinking I could take the crown
by myself I found me a new crowd
I didn’t know my new friends would only last like trends
I got left out wishin I still had my best friend
Hook:
Lovin you is lovin life
I don’t wanna let you go
I wanna tell you now before
you will never get to know
don’t wanna leave with
regrets
don’t wanna say another
next time
On a long stressful day I stood on the bus lonely
til a sista from behind told me that she know me
asked me to sit beside her so we chopped it up
she told me what was up, told me that she was stuck
in the same place I fell into myself, the pain
of immigrants like us who won’t see their home again
didn’t notice that I was sitting beside a queen
her beauty was in the eyes, confidence and self-esteem
I never told her once in all the times we kicked it
that she’s like a gift to me matter fact she’s so gifted
shined a sun as my sky’s radiant sunflower
but started kickin it with older men when sunlight’s over
the life of the party, smokin, sippin Bacardi
sharing blood sharing toxins now she’s poison ivy
my fear of not telling’s got me asking “what if’s?”
that’s why I say what I feel now and won’t ever slip
Hook
To my people
if you truly love your folks and you know how much they mean to you
show them you know, don’t let em go
so do me this favor y'all
Pull your true friends, and give em a hug
pull your family, and give em a hug
pull your significant other and give em a hug
now everybody make some noise, show some love!
Pull your true friends, and give em a hug
pull your family, and give em a hug
pull your significant other and give em a kiss
now everybody make some noise, show some love!
Hook
Lovin you
lovin me
I swear I’m never gonna be the same
movin on and still I hear your name.
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8. |
Paradise
04:51
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I dedicate this to miss
the baddest female on the block there’s no denying this
and yet she does so good
cuz God made her blessed and she’s doing what she could
I start the morning and I meet her with a greeting
can’t take too much time she’s off to make a living
a simple talk and her smile would make my day
got me thinkin bout her since, she’s fly that way
little by little she seeps into my thoughts
like a seed that grows into a clay pot
the soil is my emotions, the pot’s my heart
she got grip on it, as she reaches for the stars
workin for a degree tryna make life complete
balancing her health physically and mentally
tryna find herself for spiritual fulfillment
she might lookin for a man, well maybe I can help then
Hook:
Oh, she’s
that woman (I call her paradise)
she deserves another song and a poem
and a dedication yeah
what, about
this woman (I call her paradise)
I put in work just so I could be with her
for my vacations
she gives me passion makes my life more exciting
in this world of black and white, she’s the color to my writings
she can paint my love and hate a combination just enough
to keep me happy from longing, even if I act tough
she makes me strong or even vulnerable
got a way to affect me she got the right chemicals
she’s a challenge and I don’t know if she knows this
she’s more beautiful everyday, gotta tell her that I notice
like miss, I may not be the most eligible dude
prolly not the sharpest knife in the kitchen for you
but I guarantee there won’t be dull moments it’s like
it’s not the car I drive it’s what I do with a bus ride
my gifts might not be the most expensive in price
but they’re priceless and full of meaning inside
I usually don’t do this but for her I’d dress nice
she moves me, and makes me change my wrongs to right, now
Hook
Bridge
Girl, I like the way you sparkle
without the make up or designer clothes, they won’t stop you
from, walking proud of who you are
cuz no flashing lights could ever outshine a true star
[2x- say “she’s that woman” (she’s that woman)]
[2x- say “I call her paradise” (I call her paradise)]
say “respect your women” (respect your women)
say “listen to your women” (listen to your women)
say “love your women” (love your women)
and always treat her right, right? (right!)
Hook.
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9. |
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So many faces so many stories
similar voices different choices
some are blessed with the greatest gifts
others make up with will-power and grit
some from a bloodline considered royal
most from the earth with heads held humble
some barely eat, walk without shoes
endure to gain when there’s nothing to lose
some are native while others travel
and some have done it because they have to
some respect and listen so they know
some only hear the words they impose
some have friends, while most have foes
most have some, while some have most
Hook:
Every color and every hue
is represented by me and you
take a slide, in the slope
take a look in the kaleidoscope
spinnin round, make it twirl
in this kaleidoscope world
Some follow expectations stereotypes
others refuse to let it define their lives
some say it’s black and white but it’s complex
some friends will help you and back stab you next
our differences some celebrate
others won’t take it and segregate
some can’t tolerate and chose to kill
some justify genocide as God’s will
some have problems magnified
on petty drama cuz the problem’s inside
some do fight while others run
can you talk peace and have a gun?
some have friends, while most have foes
most have some, while some have most
Hook
You see, some are blind or choose not to see
others can see but are scared of what’s to be
some who saw died leaving books
they got killed cuz they asked us to look
some are afraid to face their mistakes
others are brave cuz they want to make change
some wanna change but they don’t know to what
some know exactly but are others down with that?
some look human while others are
some take journeys to know who they are
some say poems and some do sing
others sing through their guitar strings
some have friends, while most have foes
most have some, while some have most
Hook
Rest in peace rest in power
to Francis M, the master rapper/
kaleidoscope world
in this kaleidoscope world
kaleidoscope world.
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10. |
Likha
06:24
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Patawad dahil matagal na tayong di nagkita
di mo ko matagpuan pero sayo ang aking diwa
ang ating wika’y sinasalita ko kahit minsan lang
nabubuhay ka sa akin at hindi ko hinahalang
ang kabataan kong kasama ka aking mahal
kapag kapiling ka, sa akin ay banal
araw-araw ako’y nagsisikap para sa panahon
ng aking pagbalik, pero sa ngayon
ako’y hinaharap ng kahirapan sa lupa na
parehong dahilan sa iyong pagkasira
masalungat ang, ating kapalaran
sumusulong kahit di tiyak, ang kinabukasan
ako’y may tiwala sa lakas na iyong sinilang
dahil kapangyarihan natin ay hindi mabilang
matagal na tayong nagdudugo sa pagtatrabaho
ngayon na ang oras para magpakilala tayo
Hook:
Ako’y iyong likha
alam mo pa ba?
marami na sa ating
nawawala
kahit saan man
hinahanap ka
sayo hangang huling hinga
ang puso at tula
may sarili akong mga problema pero alam ko
ang nararanasan ko’y maliit sa niraranas mo
hinahanga ko ang iyong pagtiyaga
ito siguro ang nagpapabuhay sa kanila
mga bayaning naglubos ng dugo para sa masa
at mga kadugong may hanapbuhay sa ibang bansa
napaunawaan ko ang halagang hinandog sa amin
kahit siksikan sa tirahan at kaunti ang hangin
humihinga parin nakangiti at tumutuloy
sa aming mga gawain mainit pa ang apoy
sa aming damdamin, kahit ibang Fil-Am alam
na kailangan rin nilang bumalik at gumalang
kaya ako’y naghusay tumula sa Ingles
pinatulis ang dila at ginawa kong makinis
at nanatili sa husay ko sa Tagalog para lang
ma-ugnay ko ang lahat ng ating karanasan
Hook
Mga litrato na hawak ko, dito naalala
ang halaga ng lupa na sa aking pinamana
ang mutya ng bansa, nasa puso nila
nasa isa’t isang tao na iba ang halaga
hindi tungkol sa pera pero sa kalagayan
ng anak ama ina pati na rin ng bayan
may galang sa matanda, babae mga anak
ang unang tungkulin ay pagbigyan ng tamang sangkap
na sapat sa minamahal para wala nang hirap
iyon ang panahon, ng mga tao ko doon
pagtingin sa litrato, ito na lang ay alaala
kultura at kasaysayan nawawalawala
paghabol sa pera, ay nagpapuno sa lungson
mga pana’t sibat ng rebolusyonaryo’y pudpod
dahil nawala sila sa isip at pangungurakot
ang inabot ng makasalanan pero huwag matakot
(2x- lalaban parin tayo, itaas ang kamao
itaas ang kamao, itaas ang kamao)
Hook.
Likha Translation: Creation
Forgive me, it’s been a long time since we’ve met
you haven’t been able to find me but my spirit is yours
I still speak our language even for a little bit
you’re alive in me
and I’m not barricading off
the childhood I spent with you, my love
your presence to me is Godly
every day, I strive for the moment of my return
but for now
I’m faced with difficulties in the land
of the same cause that brought your destruction
our fate is persistent
struggling forward even if tomorrow is not promised
I believe in the strength that you birthed
because our capabilities can’t be quantified
we have bled from our labor for so long
now is the time for us to be known
Hook:
I’m your creation
do you still know me?
there’s so many of us
that are lost
everywhere I am
looking for you
yours until the last breath
is the heart and the poem
I have my own problems but I know
what I’m going through is little to what you’re going through
I admire your perseverance
it’s probably what’s given them life
the heroes who have spilled blood for the masses
and those akin who found life in other places
I acknowledge the wealth introduced to us
even when living in close quarters with barely air to breath
we're still taking those breaths with smiles on our faces
continuing our work
our inner fire remains hot
even Fil-Ams and those who left know
that they need to come back and pay respects
that’s why I practiced my poetry in English
sharpened my tongue and smoothed it out
and maintained my ability in Tagalog
just so I could share all of our history
Hook
These pictures that I hold remind me
of the value of the land I inherited
the gem of the country, is in their hearts
it’s in every single person who cares
not for the money but the welfare
of the child, father, mother and the people
with respect to the elders, women and children
the first obligation is to blend the right recipe
that sustains our loved ones away from suffering
that was how my people were back then
when I look at these pictures, they are now only memories
our culture and our history is missing
the desperate chase for the money flooded the city
the bows and arrows of our revolutionaries have become dull
because they’ve disappeared from our memory
and corruption is what the fallen have led to
but don’t be afraid
(2x- we will still fight, put your fist up
put your fist up, put your fist up)
Hook.
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Boondock Squad San Francisco, California
hip-hop & rock from the Boondocks to the Bay
jxtheo | vocals
Mhyck | guitar
Judybelle | bass
JSE | drums
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