Wisdom of the Ancestors

From the Philippines to Coney Island
On this vaudeville stage me and my bro be wildin'
Come on through right here in my tent
Everything seem cool yet it's utterly violent
Born in this world where difference is scorned
Conjoined and Filipino our identities adorned
They call us freaks, yet they coming back for more
Shoot we selling Black music
You can't buy it in the store
Exploitation, degradation
That's the law of this American nation
Exploitation, degradation
Are you hearing all these words that I'm saying?
(Chris Tucker sample from Rush Hour: Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?)
All this for fun and entertainment
Me and my brother like, "Are you entertained yet?"
Look at our pictures, is it painted or it's tainted?
Audience laughing, but their minds lay vacant
Me and my brother stay patient
Work seven days a week, homie no vacation
Exploitation, degradation
That's the law of this American nation

Uh

Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors

In the midst of all this darkness
We gon always make a way
Navigating all challenges
Come what may
Conjoined body is a symbol of our strength
Bound together by the rhythm
We're defying all the hate
Pinoy roots, yeah it's deep within our soul
Heritage rich, with these stories untold
Look at our lineage
Vibrant and bold
Survived Spain and American
Boy them Filipinos cold!
Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors

Take heed to the score
From Luzon's green mountains
To Visayan sea shores
Born in this world where different is scorned
Cojoined and Filipino, our identities adorned

Wisdom of the ancestors
Wisdom of the ancestors