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I'm not your average asian, simply amazin
Had to deal with more scrubs than Donald Faison
Heavy artillery with my caissons
while you whack mcs only spray maceing
tie yo shoe lace and get up cause you gotta be trippin
my pair of shoes too big fo you, what're you fittin
Try to take what's mine? Man What're you grippin
Bro I reap what I sew, What're you knittin
I Can't understand your lyrics, What're you spittin
I mean the flows all there but the meaning's missin
You're a fake Juelz Santana with your stanzas
Cause You always hand Deaf Jams that nobody wants to listen
Where are the good rappers, man I can't tell
Probably St. Elsewhere, Howie Mandel
Blew em away with my canons George Handel
I leave MCs like that 80's show cancelled
You're lines are expired so you can't sell
Go back to your desire for Hot sexy tan males
Yourjedi mind tricks you didn't plan well
so who you foolin that ain't a jedi braid that's a rattail
I win win win so I can't fail
you're hanging by the thread of your baggy jeans panttails
so let go befo you get trampled
And left in the dust Antwaan Randle
El nino, I ain't hispanic i'm filipino
I spew money(Spumoni)from my pockets more than Dinno
More Than indian casino games of Keno
When people ask me how I roll, I be like
you gangsta rappers stop rappin with yer dirty words
i'm replacing urbanites, i'm from the "Sub"-urbs
I'm goin through the wire, I'm making heads turn
jaws always spittin fire, That's why i've got sideburns
Your mind turns all over the place
outta yo head and in front of your face
i'm racer x so get outta the race
Why don't you get made like sam spade and just fade, without a trace
Will you whack MC's ever quit playin games
I'm asking nguyen(when) more than vietnamese last names
can you spare me a pair of lyrical underwear
Cause My fruit of the loom is way tighter than your hanes
Cause my dick is alan thicke, but i ain't Canadian
And you'd be insane to handle my growing pains
I'm Ashamed you've Been accepted like Bartleby Gains
When you're as good as the actors on Snakes on a plane
So switch lanes and go a bit slower
comprable to the speed of my john deere mower
speakin of which, I lady gaga ya girl when I mow her
You want me to poker face? Why should I? I barely know her!
So quit it with all your get rich quick schemes
Cause you're outta style like a bitch in ripped jeans
you can't rid me when you wake up at 8:15
Cause no nelly, i ain't just a dream, I be like
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