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It ain't Indonesia, China
haired Thai, big H Delight
Take my shit, we gon' have to
I'm always rollin' dirty, so be actin'

It ain't Indonesia, China
Purple Thai, big H Delight
my shit, we gon' have to fight
I'm rollin' dirty, so be actin' right

I'm bombing swipes as my knuckles ignite
More than a teachin' staff's fight for pay hikes
Like cleats wit' spikes I to my turf tight
Get, low like a Smurf might earth is my

You salivate at the of the bell
I come sick and make your nodes swekk
Nickel-plated and tongue as well so you can tell
When I'm shootin' off my the politicians start to bail
When I shoot, scoot I'm yellin', "Gimme all the loot"

Bourgeoisie pimpin' me now my digits don't
Chillin' in a of ill repute
But is you wearin' canvasols or purple-pinstripe
Fact of earth and macroeconomics

Yack, you vomit or come up on a lick
Sweat oozin' my skin just to get another
Changed my name to so I can get WIC
Savage Storm be less than seducive

Jail time producin', silly
Gulliver, come equipped with a fo', fo'
And comrades in a box Chev' fo' do'
Skirtin' down the with a mission to render
And we don't a fuck if we missin' a fender
Mix it in a blender, you ain't home to sender
Can't be saved by cokenders or a defender

This ain't no macrobiotic chemical
This political symphonic lyrical
Somethin' mo' potent that we plotted
Come and get if you ain't got it

It ain't Indonesia, China
haired Thai, big H Delight
Take my shit, we have to fight
I'm always dirty, so be actin' right

Ex, ex, ex, ex, ex, exhilaratin', I accuse you of hatin'
And exploitatin' for making, don't cop a plea
I'm B double O T from the C O U the P
I feel my epidermis at it's firmest just a skirmish

If you want green like Kermit keep it like a Thermos
Aspired to be famous, fire in their anus
Made the rulin' class hate us than child sup-port payments
To Rosemary's baby, a shick shady

Pissin' in your gumbo and tell you, "It's all gravy"
See you trust a big grip and a smile
And I slang rocks but style
Now there's a rumble in the

Never mumble I humble
Couple rappers took a tumble but my folks still want to
Who's pimpin', your I'm fly like, Seth Brundle
If you're snitchin' to Columbo we drop you like a fumble

Now what you is point oh one
Percent of what the boss
And what the take is keepin' us from livin' great
If ain't straight you think you
Wanna sit down and

You better have a crew to you shutdown his estate
Don't get frustrated,
Don't stand and debate it, get a mob and it
'Til then it's food stamps, vouchers, couches

Overturned cans wit' no Oscar the Grouches
Makin' money plastic pouches as Mystikal would say
"My is covered wit' roaches", absotively, posolutely
Can't do without it, the is delivered
and get it if you bout it

It ain't Indonesia, White
haired Thai, big H Delight
Take my shit, we gon' have to
I'm rollin' dirty, so be actin' right

Systematic
Green paper
Got my ass an
Can I get an

Pam the
Thank you for a time
It's kinda
Mat machine gun,