The Bar (Prometheus Brown and Bambu) - Barkada [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

It's the B-A-R
The B-A-R
It’s the B-A-R
Title track

[Prometheus Brown]
It’s the B-A-R again bottles on the floor again
Bottles on the floor again story of our origin
Brothers from another like, brothers from another who
Performed right before us in the cities we were touring in
Me and Bam, we been fam for like forever
And the only thing that ever come between us will be Oregon
I make rays, you just orbitin'
I left a tip while you orderin'

[Bambu]
Not your ordinary rap. Homie you still stuck on that?
Barkada brother skin color like a blunt rap
Dumb raps sprinkle them with facts
Like the unemployment rate bubble hit a thumbtack, pop that
Cop that. Walk into a bottle full of Jameson
Toast to all you slaving for wages that ain’t equatin' to
Food shelter or whatever you need to stay warm
Wavin' at Miss Parker, feelin' Nia Long

[Prometheus Brown]
I'm sick of raping from actors who hustle backwards
Them cats have been acting funny, they fantasy never happens
Like Manny and Money scrappin’ while Bob Arum is laughing
I’m calm like an assassin, I’m on one of my bad ones
I’m gone. I got the keys to the car—
Designated underrated—I stated this before
Got faded lot before, still do, but before 2
Hedberg laughing at my own joke, you who?

[Bambu]
I seen a wino eating grapes
Dude you gotta wait
Workaholic with the raps
Adam, Anders, and Blake
Singing fighting cock songs
Killin’ a sake bomb
‘till me and Geo at the bar like walkers with Michonne
Merle, Daryl, and T-Dog. That’s the shit that we on
Professionals protecting our kids call me Léon
Suckers gettin’ beat on. I’d rather get beat off
In a rental getting sweated by a pig, girl [?]

[Prometheus Brown]
Thought I was gone, but I merely evolved
On my Galvatron with the hammer on. Fuck you cowards on?
Seen these rookies tryin' to sprint to start a marathon
Higher than Jessica Hagedorn on that Matterhorn
Toking out a bong [?] I be
Cannonball Adderly if he was poppin’ Adderall
But I’m relaxed like I got my house sandals on
Turn the lights out, turn the candles on
Anybody who wears a jabberwocky mask on
Pat Morita wax on, wax off
Geo-san training on a beach alone
People say I preach, but I am not a preacher though
I think I’m Genesis. Jesse Custer
Red eyes when I speak the word of god, fucker
This for the kids with the parents working overtime
And for the Fillipino kids who gon’ travel time


[Bambu]
Doc Brown fuck around and rap over a break
Top down in my Chevy trying to hit that 88
Doc Brown skating with the top down, hop in
We don't need no roads where we're goin’
Known for making crowds yell “RRRAAAA”. Rashida holler back
Its The Bar still barkada wildin on the track
Pomade in my hair I’m trying to grow my shit back
Du rags in the crib trying to lay my shit back
House shoes at the liquor store. Me and Mr. Park
Reminiscing about the riots while scratching my lotto card, BAR
You should go ahead and find one
Fuck it, here’s a free one
Respect what you could die from
Real talk Stephen Hawking rocking walking shoes
Popping up and talking hella reckless in interviews
Get a clue if you're still a bit confused of what to do it, bro
Pro Brown and Bambu hit a town near you
Barkada