Lyrics:
The fat cats fed by the fruits of your labor?
Hordes of foreigners menace our culture – our families!
The current government cannot protect you anymore
and insulted by the mobs
Then the beat us, robbed us
Left us half naked under the burning sun
These people we had lived amongst
Tried to love, tried to serve,
See Oyimbo i yell Kosi Alopa
Kosi Alopa
See Police boy i yell Kosi Alopa
Kosi Alopa
I live by the code that's Maat
Wipping vegan food up in my pot
killed by falling wheel”
“Drivers rage over parking protest”
“People condemn Stalin era massacre”
“Death by advertising on Moscow streets”
“Indonesian
in her eyes
betrayed by the world - and no one cares
hungry and alone in a place unknown
where the fuck is our humanity?
You should have never left
I was a foreigner to you.
There is no place for me amongst you,
You pushed me away.
I will always search for my flock
Of people like me,
Who you don't
it
But heart, soul, and mind aren't always on the same page
Shes a foreigner in the country of my brain
An illegal alien that drives me insane
Late
By who's finally startin to get a bit more and who has still got less
Sometimes a new system gets put in place to fill up the spot left
Rich, white
of a people on our way
Through it all, we gon make it all the way
This the making of The Banned
Dylon Dylon Dylon
We can't stand by like some pylons
While you
spoke it was impossible to understand other fishes with foreign languages
And the best little fishy got some new pins if they killed a couple foreigners
the Foreign
Squad get lit like we foreigners
Goblins walkin down the street
Hobbits knockin by the feet
Homies out here for a bite to eat
We eatin like kings,
Selling place to the foreigners
Nothing gets in their way
Down by the river
Water and networks
Slower and slower and slower
Every day
Turning their
games of soccer
Teach em fighting skills that'll send all of their foes to the doctor
And the smooth talk needed to pull honeys by their lockers
Support
nigga stop fronting
Love with the medicine seal by the bundle
Trap got a play ain't no time cuddle (Ahh)
Cut the bullshit wit a sissor hands
I'm
rob ya
Nativity scene by empty mama
We could make another baby
Jesus Christ forget the drama
Come listen to me
And forget where you be
Dive into my sea
A Victim We Gon Have To Go And Brawl
Cuss Like A Foreigner I’m Gonna Yell Kuso
Aw
Feel The Pain Now
Feeling All Depressed Like A Down Rain Cloud
How You
of our national poet decorated
By the flag of the nation of nationalists degraded
Pride to the country full of despots stimulated
By the avarice races,
Really grinding from the gravel so that’s past tense
She knew I was from Baltimore by accent
Figure she was from Georgia by the how that ass thick
This
Innovate
Cultivate
Third Culture
Picture this,
Just a kid in the homeland
Surrounded by the fam
Feeling lost like a lone man
Mother tongue fluent but they
a queen right by my side
See her cross the room ain’t going home until I try
I only need my night and then she mine like cherry pie
No one I can trust it
Trapped inside my thoughts
Surrounded by my own voice
(X2)
Bon appetite I come to collect
Been on a roll like a Rolex
I don’t need Nike to go get
just turn around
Surrounded by strangers
I'm feeling the danger
A second ago it was all love
Now I'm feeling a Cold War
I'm upside down so I want more
the coroner
On some mad genius s***
They plague us with corona
No matter where you at
They look at us like foreigners
I gotta have my mask on
Moves in
a foreigner
Everyone’s a mourner,
Sooner or later,
Bullet holes on the wall
You’s a painter,
White chalk
Yellow lines,
It’s normal here,
Live in fear,
Red blue,
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