I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look
And pray to be an asian and stand proud, but til then i'm shook
A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash
Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/
Get twisted in ya head
You could say i'm friends with fred
How you feel in your head
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
Her eyes stay low call her asian
He just pass the patron
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
Your being pushed into the dead sea
I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Plagiarized swag, may arrive last
I mean turn up the bass
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