Текст песни
Was that you smoking on?
Was that some bookies?
Some kill
Kill Records
Foreign to this land, this culture was never native
Foreign language, miseducated by Caucasians
Misguided, I feel the hatred
Strip me naked like a baby
Feed me, teach me, beat me
Give me your name, when I marry
My wife and kids inherit the same
I might kill a nigga today
I'm just like you pops
You re-design my way of thinking, why you treat me like the opps?
Turn your living room into a dead room
In the blink of a eye, abortion consume the womb
Watch the black man die
The devil inside, I feel him rise
All them lies
He gon' strike you, my God
And I'm just a mortar
Black Mexican, free the border
(Primo) this intelligence
Is heaven sent, it's prominent
The black male stay dominate, no homo
That's a no-go
Adam and Adam, no no
Adam and Eve fa sho, though
You foreign, bro
I don't care about your European (cars)
I don't care about your German
But I bet you I know one thing
You a mothafuckin' foreign
