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on mad trees
By the ocean/sun Pekinese and palm trees
M city is the land of the free 

Welcome to Monrovia
It's an itty bitty city/place where the girl dem

I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
We don't play
We don't play
By the rules
By the rules
No no no we

deep in my soul that boy authentic
Yeah
Pour some liq up in them shot glasses
You know we going up
Shoutout my Italian family members, them my foreigners

kin
And i don't believe in friends
Unless it's dead presidents
If nobody by my side
I know my mother and brothers got me
When people feel the pressure

I've been tired I'm scared I'm running out of my inner fire
Writing this song while surrounded by my peers
In a school attire
My body's here
But my

is to not speak until spoken to
And when she doth speak, she is called lousy and uncouth
Being a woman is feeling like a foreigner in bodies you've

Juggin' & counting & stacking it
Dusse my cup
Bands in a rover I'm rolling a shooter I'm feeling lit
Hop out the V
I'm counting up bands by the minute I

nothing
Always into something
Nez say he want the best
Weight of the Rez
I need it off my chest
Why we broke
Washing up with bars of soap
Youngins dying by

what's up
The media acts like the owo church was hit by a bomb
We don't know who is responsible, dude, it's a church
Even foreigners in Timbuktu knew who

It starts with the head multiplies by living dead arms
Stretches out from dirt popping sockets pulling hair next thing

Lying up on a stretcher

don't need to campaign
I'm on a journey devil can't retard me
Flyer like plane speeding like a Bugatti
Moving by the spirit glory to glory
Never back down

Foreigner, in the hall of the gods
Teach me war
Blessed violence
 
Attrition
Taught to bleed without fear
Unburdened by the promise of pain

Trying to be everything for everybody else
I put all of my books neatly back up on the shelf
Constant knives at my back
Eagle watching eyes
Foreigner

makers
You gon get bars straight from this
Foreigners phone like jail breaker
I get rid of your bars like bail bondsman
Since you don't wanna sit in

she lays out by the sand
Feeding on light from light years ago
But she's not yours to discover
She's no shore for your boats

We no longer believe we

the country mixing
Purest herbs with signature Drinks by the water
Views on a beach on a foreigner
Feeling wonderful until it's all a blur
Couldn't copy her

ya child is back.
The prowl intact.
Just tryna get a dollar.
And I fuck with daisy cause she living by the dollop.
Time to make something shake

Would you like to be treated that way?
Imagine you are the foreigner searching for hope somewhere else
Cause your home is destroyed by the ones who

said didn't pan out 
Pan the camera to me I'm the man 
No block work baby we smoke by the strand now 
You ain't standing ten toes better stand down

We on one
Yeah we on one
The only one look to the sun
We on one
I'm still on one
By his grace we already won
I'm on one yeah I'm running it back

life in Setagaya
New resident ain't no other foreigner flyer
Im dripped in business attire, moving like some race tires
Moving like the public enemy they

for your heart
When I see your eyes 
I feel you by my side 

Sometimes I feel like a foreigner
Sometimes I feel like i'm living here 
And I stay here

or die
The blood of Jesus Christ his son cleanseth us from all sin
And it's wonderful to know that all your sins are covered by the blood of Christ
Rap it

Flyin' g-class like da jet uh
Mercedes minivan slidin
Come get killed by a rich family
Do da dash in a Nissan Altima
Never drove a Camry
Pennywise but dis