On My Mind
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail,nah
Eto na, dumating ang panahon
Sa ibabaw ng Mayon, ako na 'yung tatalon
Sabi, "Gagawin ko bukas", bakit 'di na lang ngayon?
(Well, ayon) tinawagan ako ng beat, siya naghamon
Galing nako 'ko sa ilalim, panahon kong bumangon
Sobrang init mga bara, nakakaluto ng letson
Sobrang init mga bara, parang galing sa dragon
'Di masipag sa pag-aral, tawag sa 'kin, patapon
Tawag sa 'kin Dota Boy lang pero lipas na 'yon
Aking city, sobrang pretty, madalas umaambon
Humanda na kayo, parating ang kampeon na si Ocho
Malutong at matamis, parang turon
Madumi ang mga lyrics, parang 'di nagsasabon
May bayag kahit s'an, kahit dito, doon
Yeah, we only goin' up, sisirain ang bubong
Sobrang sick, parang laging may sipon (Shang gang, baby)
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up, because we ain't goin to jail, nah
Big figure, light trigger, splitter
Long resume, pinch hitter and a grave digger
Down like the NASDAQ, steady like it's annual
Quick like a flashback, fight like an animal
See, I've been on my bullshit since ya mama drove a manual
My mama drove a Lexus, her son was a handful
Just way too aggressive, with gold on the necklace
And even as a youth, I'm aimin' at the solar plexus
And now I got my own strap, and I ain't gotta give it back
Pay my own rent, I ain't sleepin' in the trap no more
I ain't gotta rock the mattress on the floor
I ain't gotta grab a kitchen knife when someone at the door
I ain't gotta look for change to buy my blues at the store
'Di kailangan nang umutang, "Pamasahe, por favor"
Mi amor, Manila, kahit 'di halata
Miss na miss na miss na miss na miss na kita
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail,nah
Eto na, dumating ang panahon
Sa ibabaw ng Mayon, ako na 'yung tatalon
Sabi, "Gagawin ko bukas", bakit 'di na lang ngayon?
(Well, ayon) tinawagan ako ng beat, siya naghamon
Galing nako 'ko sa ilalim, panahon kong bumangon
Sobrang init mga bara, nakakaluto ng letson
Sobrang init mga bara, parang galing sa dragon
'Di masipag sa pag-aral, tawag sa 'kin, patapon
Tawag sa 'kin Dota Boy lang pero lipas na 'yon
Aking city, sobrang pretty, madalas umaambon
Humanda na kayo, parating ang kampeon na si Ocho
Malutong at matamis, parang turon
Madumi ang mga lyrics, parang 'di nagsasabon
May bayag kahit s'an, kahit dito, doon
Yeah, we only goin' up, sisirain ang bubong
Sobrang sick, parang laging may sipon (Shang gang, baby)
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up, because we ain't goin to jail, nah
Big figure, light trigger, splitter
Long resume, pinch hitter and a grave digger
Down like the NASDAQ, steady like it's annual
Quick like a flashback, fight like an animal
See, I've been on my bullshit since ya mama drove a manual
My mama drove a Lexus, her son was a handful
Just way too aggressive, with gold on the necklace
And even as a youth, I'm aimin' at the solar plexus
And now I got my own strap, and I ain't gotta give it back
Pay my own rent, I ain't sleepin' in the trap no more
I ain't gotta rock the mattress on the floor
I ain't gotta grab a kitchen knife when someone at the door
I ain't gotta look for change to buy my blues at the store
'Di kailangan nang umutang, "Pamasahe, por favor"
Mi amor, Manila, kahit 'di halata
Miss na miss na miss na miss na miss na kita
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we out on bail
Everybody in the MNL, put your hands up 'cause we ain't goin to jail, nah
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Writer(s): Albert Santos
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