Channel 26 from TELEVISION [REBOOTED] by K.Oh!

CHANNEL 26

Hallelujah - thank god for these latin boys.
Throw your hands up, let me hear you make some noise.
Nasty Nez got them beats that’ll move your feets
And you know it’s Knock(ed) Out once you hear the golden voice.
C’mon, bro. Time to wake up on this.
Put your friends on like a pair of pantalones.
Yeah. Who the shit? (Mighty K.Oh!)
We don’t give a fuck about huh? (What you say, yo!)
Damn, right. B. P. W. do it’s own thang.
We’re like ball sacks, homie - we go’n hang.
So bring the trouble if you wanna…
But i’d rather chill by the beach while I’m sippin’ a Corona
… Laid back, but we not punks.
We got foos that’ll shoot ya’, pop trunks..
Fit you in ‘em and dump you where no one knows
While they singing my song, homie, and it goes…

(CHORUS)
This one here’s for my people, mi gente!
Cada día los cargo en la mente.
Suelten grito como Vicente.
Que se oiga de atra asta enfrente.
Esta si es pa’ mi gente, my peoples!
When united, a bigger threat that we pose.
Keep ‘em cowards staring out them peep holes.
Once we leave hear ‘em all yelling out…

Hallelujah! I ain’t fucking with them latin boys.
Uh-uh, maybe dumb but not crazy.
Appreciate ya’ ‘cause we don’t like problemos,
Especially when mugh’fuckers don’t know why they hate ya’.
But fuck ‘em, dick I feed ‘em ‘cause i don’t need ‘em
I won’t join ‘em if i can beat em…
And I be having no illusions. Think you #1?
That’s cool, I let you live out your delusions.
But when I come through, start digging in your pockets
‘Cause all’a my songs keep on taking off like rockets.
Don’t be wide-eyed, keep ‘em in they sockets.
You know I gave your ass a fair warning motherfucker.
… but nah, you brushed off B. P. W.
Laughed it off probably when i tried to show you love.
But that’s okay, it’s your loss it ain’t mine, I’ll be fine
Bitch, got the whole city behind me ‘cause…

(CHORUS)
This one here’s for my people, mi gente!
Cada día los cargo en la mente.
Suelten grito como Vicente.
Que se oiga de atra asta enfrente.
Esta si es pa’ mi gente, my peoples!
When united, a bigger threat that we pose.
Keep ‘em cowards staring out them peep holes.
Once we leave hear ‘em all yelling out…

Hallelujah! We ain’t messing with them latin boys.
Hell no, not them nutty San Diegans.
Uh-huh, yup. That’s a smart move partner.
Beat down’s something i doubt you wanna get caught in a.
Test my patience… *punch* once I’ve had it.
So watch your mouth like your eyes looking at it;
But I ain’t trying to front, though, I’m not gangster…
But I’m not bitch either, I will be there…
Live and in color, all up in your face, homie
With an uppercut that’ll send you outer space, homie.
Knock your teeth out, pick ‘em up like, “these mines.”
While you circle ‘round the planet close to ‘bout 3 times.
Drop back down… *BOOM!* make a crater.
S’what you get for being a fucking hater.
Make you fear for your life like a solder
And this jam here, thought I told ya’, foo…

(CHORUS)
This one here’s for my people, mi gente!
Cada día los cargo en la mente.
Suelten grito como Vicente.
Que se oiga de atra asta enfrente.
Esta si es pa’ mi gente, my peoples!
When united, a bigger threat that we pose.
Keep ‘em cowards staring out them peep holes.
Once we leave hear ‘em all yelling out…

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