Lyrics:
Harbors opened their arms to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the beacon of liberty
Planes and open skies, billboards
on the corner
They don't know the hood, they foreigners
We was busting at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flying over the hood, they see us
Showing
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
This next song, is a song, is one of the first songs
That I grew up listening to when I was into punk rock
It's song by a band that we respect a lot
the foreigners
And you’re not around
Divide by eight, multiply by five
Divide by eight, multiply by five
Counting kilometres
Trying to translate
Is this what I
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
choice, the minarets
The wailing voice
And vaguely Celtic music fills the air
We choose a foreigner to hate
The new Iraq gets more irate
We really know
choice, the minarets
The wailing voice
And vaguely Celtic music fills the air
We choose a foreigner to hate
The new Iraq gets more irate
We really know
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are
mind so I’m just a constant mourner
I feel like a foreigner baby what are you wanting
Pardon you for disrupting
My melancholy my woe is me so I lust
I know Kyoto well as a foreigner can
No gaijin really knows japan
We can walk the streets
Take in the view
The Kamogawa flows true
I'd love
It took me two hours (Moon Rock)
Down by the beach babe
She wanna woosah
I wanna escape
Moon Rock
Down by the beach babe
I wanna move
Let's
What you mean?
He just ain't wit your mother
He's got other partners
He's a foreigner though
The cops don't like
Illegal alien
Can't even say his name
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
Harbors open their doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies bill boards would
Harbours open there doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies bill boards
your financial viability
Such as the poor, the idealistic foreigners still clinging to to their
Childish notions of social welfare, why
You're even kept
Ay yo, this shit be off the knock it rock
Whatever cock block it
Cat get blown, who own this
Street corner
Foreigner hesitate to rock a Hummer
can't hold me
Guess that's why I got to do my dirt all by my lonely
Desperado
They don't really want problems, they just want to talk it out
Shotgun
directed by Spike Lee
Ain't got no codeine in my cup
I guess we 'bout to blow trees (huh, woah woah)
No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's
the Bahamas,
Crops of marijuana protected by Big Timers,
Hand, full of ice, it's gangsta's paradise,
Expensive merchandise, I had to sacrifice for
thieves as they were passing by,
They tied me up so lonely,
And took the car out from under my eyes.
Cry now, laugh later,
Cry now, I'll get you later,
I'm
Haven't we all? I'm a foreigner here
And I'm feeling just a
Little worn i'm looking
For points of importance
And historical interest
Trapped by the same
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