Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Knock, knock, knock, they like, "Who the fuck is you?"
We them goonies, baby, please let us through
Different walks of life, different set of rules
Different point of views, we ain't like you
Y'all the same, they want somethin' new
I'm just sayin' dog, you do you
Where they find you at? Whoa, Timbuktu
We the lost tribe, who the fuck is you?
[Verse 2]
Ayo
Don't judge a book by its cover, oh my, oh my God
That's the story of my fuckin' life
I'm draped in camo, just like my mohawk
Peep my warrior walk with my grand pappy's tomahawk
Patched up native tuxedo, the red Craig Sager, rest in power
On my Gambino, childish behavior
Rez as fuck, that's to a T, times that by three
Pain killer, holy
Does my hood make you uncomfortable?
Rather you than me
Oh, geez
Heart on my sleeve, trust the gut, Merkules
Double fistin', Beercules
Liftin' spirits, Hercules
[Verse 3]
All I can be is myself
Can't be nobody else
Only Creator can judge me
The rest can fuck themselves, boy
I hate to burst your little bubble, baby
But Halloween is the only time you wanna be me
Never lost like Lavar, best believe me brotha
Knock, knock, trick or treaty, motherfucker
[Verse 4]
Knock, knock, knock, they like, "Who the fuck is you?"
We them goonies, baby, please let us through
Different walks of life, different set of rules
Different point of views, we ain't like you
Y'all the same, they want somethin' new
I'm just sayin', dog, you do you
Where they find you at? Whoa, Timbuktu
We the lost tribe, who the fuck is you?
[Verse 5]
All my life, I've been an underdog
Out numbered in a nation under God
Outcast, at least I got my dogs barkin' up the wrong tree
With my outspoken outlaws
Snotty Nose, we them renegades
Rez kids, diabolical traits
Primitive livin', where nothing's forgiven
I'm drivin by fate, get out of my way
[Verse 6]
Young savage, man of the year
We got nates at the gate with some ever-sick beards
They seem cool, but their accent is weird
They rollin' with freaks, or so it appears
Dear white folk, you got nothin' to fear
I look pretty nice when I look in the mirror
I look even better when drinking a beer
It's love in the air, when my goonies are near
[Verse 7]
I'm a little too bright, but my future is clear
I've been makin' these hits, I've been grindin' this year
It's been wearin' you down, it's been grindin' your gears
Open the gates, 'cause the goonies are here
All my life, I've been an outcast
Is that how long it's really supposed to last, shit?
Kimmortal, pass the matches
We gon' burn this bitch down if they don't answer
[Verse 8]
Knock, knock, knock, they like, "Who the fuck is you?"
We them goonies, baby, please let us through
Different walks of life, different set of rules
Different point of views, we ain't like you
Y'all the same, they want somethin' new
I'm just sayin', dog, you do you
Where they find you at? Whoa, Timbuktu
We the lost tribe, who the fuck is you?
[Verse 9]
I'm an uninvited guest from an archipelago
I'm the hyphen in the middle, got you askin' where is home
My commitment to the movement is the only thing I own
Seven, one oh seven islands, cause imbedded in my bones
Fist is steady like a rock
Not just just talk, better know we'll never stop
Fuck a rat race to the top, we seek liberty and not corporate blocks
I don't fit into their binary, so they don't know how to treat me
I'm no Maria Clara, I'm not fluent in Tagalog
But my ancestors, they still hear me
Pray for my community
Connected to infinity
Unity like three, three, three
[Verse 10]
My sis say it's meant to be
Wake 'em up with my artistry
So I doodle in margins till all my people are marchin'
So if we at the back, it's 'cause most of this shit whack
Replicating these systems on these colonial maps
So if you feelin' lost, baby, that's a good sign
Snotty Nose and Kimmortal got you a portal to shine
[Verse 11]
Knock, knock, knock, they like, "Who the fuck is you?"
We them goonies, baby, please let us through
Different walks of life, different set of rules
Different point of views, we ain't like you
Y'all the same, they want somethin' new
I'm just sayin', dog, you do you
Where they find you at? Whoa, Timbuktu
We the lost tribe, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck is you?
Written by: Chris Ju, Darren Metz, Kim Villagante, Quinton Nyce
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