Intro
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, waddup y`all? Snacky Chan in the hit house
Nam saying? Yeah I remember y`all I remember y`all
used to make fun of me right. Used to make fun of my slanted eyes, my chubby yellow thighs, thought I had a small penis and sh*t right? But I`m about to smack you in the face with the wooden log my chaj mahaj like this
Verse 1
With no participation, y`all ain`t part of my nation
put your hands up in the sky if you love bin asian
I see a vision in the mirror, God`s greatest creation
My sister`s the target of caucasian infatuation
I`m a ninja, injure ya God body
for the thousandth time No I don`t know Karate
I`m a master emcee, tear up your ceremony
learned to rhyme in B.C. before shit got corny
I heard jams in the park, (Wiki wiki) Jam on it
stage dive into the crowd with my favorite Sony
Rocked shows for G.I. Joes and Cobra Commander
kicked a rhyme with Optimus Prime and battled Bruce Banner
Green Lantern was my manager, it`s so funny
Wasn`t hard for my man to just show me the money
He-man my bodyguard, She-Ra was my groupie
I told Dad to chill he tried to eat my dog Snoopy
보신탕 설렁탕 soup
the kind that white people`s like `No thanks dude.`
Yo, I`m nasty raspy, opposite of classy
grimy ass fake ice watch I`m looking flashy
I`m all over the place, random propaganda
hidden meanings in between the seams of stanza
A sea of yellow seeds has now flooded your nation
Put your hands back in the sky if you love being Asian
Chorus
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy
Verse 2
My mom`s couldn`t speak or read that well
pledged allegiance to the flag took ESL
Hyundai Excels no fancy whips
arguments over money during family trips
Misfits raised in an alley lurking
unofficial orphan parents always working
Father fart and burp in public places
illegal aliens smuggled in space ships
Man I`m fresh off the boat, F.O.B.
Granddaddy passed away I`m a S.O.B.
Son of a bastard and adopted mother
separated in the war they never found each other
Yo, one older brother like a booger got picked on
I couldn`t pass one Karate class cuz I kicked wrong
Kick sick flows like lyrics with 6 toes
Man I`ll crack you up like I`m Margaret Cho
Chorus
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy
Verse 3
I`m that gray matter, between black and white
I`m the kind you can`t define right
I`m the kid that you don`t respect
no brother to chin check
the last chump that said `chink` under the breath
I`m the kind that sit alone with no simile
and I doubt you feelin me until it`s in loving memory
of Roy Kim, broken as I write this,
priceless piece, picture an identity lifeless
Slice the right wrist, I`m still scarred
from your stereotypical image of Odd Job
in Goldfinger, hey yo the hurt still linger
like every wave politicians made displayed a middle finger
Kindle the fire, ignite the riot
Yo my people got no power cuz you too damn quiet
I`m ready to blow spots, I`m ready to blow shots
to the brain of John McCain put him back in a box
Chorus
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy
They just love my sister, hate my brother, despise my father
had the nerve to make fun of my mother
Racism is a bitch I`ma slap her silly
All the women sold out to Bob, Mike, and Billy