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It Indonesia, China White
haired Thai, big H Delight
Take my shit, we gon' to fight
I'm always dirty, so be actin' right

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

I'm bombing uppercut as my knuckles ignite
More strikes than a teachin' staff's fight for pay
Like cleats wit' spikes I clings to my turf
Get, low like a Smurf might is my birthright

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

Bourgeoisie me now my digits don't compute
Chillin' in a house of ill
But is you wearin' canvasols or purple-pinstripe
of earth and comets: macroeconomics

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

Jail time producin', Lilliputians
This Gulliver, equipped with a fo', fo'
And twelve comrades in a box fo' do'
Skirtin' the strip with a mission to render
And we don't give a if we missin' a fender
Mix it in a blender, you home return to sender
Can't be saved by cokenders or a public

This ain't no macrobiotic colonic
This political lyrical narcotic
much 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 gon' to fight
I'm always dirty, so be actin' right

Ex, ex, ex, ex, ex, exhilaratin', I you of nigga 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 befo' a skirmish

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

Pissin' in your and they 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 in the jungle

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

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

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

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

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

playa-hation
Green paper
Got my ass an
Can I get an

Pam the
you for a funky time
It's kinda
Mat gun, Kelly