Released on August 4, 2017

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Intro:

Was that you smoking on???

Was that some bookies?

Some kill

Kill Records

Verse (1)

Foreign to this land

This culture was never native/

Foreign language

Miss educated by Caucasians/

Miss guided

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 Nigg* 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 gonna 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 Tho/

U foreign bro/

Hook (1)

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 motha fuckin foreign