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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.