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Chorus: boots (repeat 2x)It ain't indonesia, china whitePurple-haired thai, big h delightTake my shit we gon' have to fightI'm always rollin' dirty so be actin' right[boots]I'm bombing uppercut swipes as my knuckles ignireMore strikes than a teachin' staff's fight for pay hikesLike cleats wit' spikes I clings to my turf tightGet, low like a smurf might earth is my birthrightYou salivate at the sound of the bellI come sick and make your lymph nodes swekkNickel-plated teeth and tongue as well so you can tellWhen I'm shootin' off my mouth the politicians start to bailWhen I shoot, fuhrman scoot I'm yellin', gimme all the loot!Bourgeoise pimpin' me now my digits don't computeChillin' in a house of ill reputeBut is you wearin' canvasols or purple-pinstripe suits? Fact of earth and comets: macroeconomicsYak until you vomit, or come up on a lickSweat oozin' my skin just to get another fin'Changed my name to valerie so I can get wicSavage storm troopers be less than seduciveJailtime producin', silly lilliputians!This gulliver, come equipped with a fo'-fo'And twelve comrades in a box chev' fo' do'Skirtin' down the strip with a mission to renderAnd we don't give a fuck if we missin a fenderMix it in a blender, you ain't home return to senderCan't be saved by cokenders or a public defenderThis ain't no macrobiotic chemical colonicThis politicalsymphoniclyricalnarcoticSomethin' much mo' potent that we plottedCome and get some, if you ain't got itChorus[boots]Ex-ex-ex-ex-ex-exhilirating!I accuse you of nigga-hating!And exploitating for profit making.. don't cop a pleaCause I'm b-double-o-t, from the c-o-u the pI feel my epedermis at it's firmest just befo' a skirmishIf you want green like kermit keep it heated like a thermosAspired to be famous, puttin fire in their anusMade the rulin' class hate us more than child sup-port paymentsTo rosemary's baby, shick-a-shick-shady!!Pissin' in your gumbo and they tell you, it's all gravy!See you can't trust a big grip and a smileAnd I slang rocks - but palestinian styleNow there's a rumble in the jungle never mumble though I humbleCouple rappers took a tumble but my folks still want to rumbleWho's pimpin', your bundle? I'm _fly_ like, seth brundleIf you're snitchin' to columbo we gon' drop you like a fumbleNow what you make is point-oh-one percent of what the boss makeAnd what the boss take is keepin' us from livin' greatIf this ain't straight you think you wanna sit down and negotiateYou better have a crew to help you shutdown his estateDon't get frustrated, discombobulatedDon't stand and debate it, get a mob and take it!Til then it's food stamps, vouchers, mildew-smellin' couchesOverturned garbage cans wit' no oscar the grouchesMakin' money sellin plastic pouchesAs mystikal would say, my flo' is covered wit' roaches!Absotively, posolutely, can't do without itThe shipment is delivered, come and get it if you bout it!Chorus[bridge]Systematic playa-hationGreen paper complicationsGot my ass an educationCan I get an application? ? [boots]Pam the funkstress* pam cuts n scratches prince: thank you for a funky time.. *[boots]It's kinda funky..Mat machine-gun kelly!