The Foreigner

Time waits for no man

He ain't believe til his ace boon took the stand

Shook the DA hand, that's that honor amongst thieves

My enemy's enemies are always well received

Served hors d'oeuvres, tricks up sleeves, the hoochie grins

But it ain't no compromise, I'm Ho Chi Minh

Ruthless, MC Ren

Small caliber close range, General Nguyen

February 1st, '68

The best laid plans of mice and men

Flip the coin, call it fate

Froze like a pipehead on a crack stem when bodines hit the gate

Night Riders in Reconstruction, Gentrification

Crack has got suction, righteous among the nations

Hebrews bailed him out, co-d's hit the state pen

Stayin' with my ex-girl but we just friends

Got a **** on a strict regimen

Blowin' sour L's in pissy stairwells

She caught me comin' home from work like "Oh hell no!

You gots to go!"

Fair enough, but if so we might as well fuck

Sleepless in Seattle, don't make sense

Like two **** crackin' jokes with no beat and wanna call it a battle

Takes all kinds I suppose

Think big, young Cecil Rhodes

You dig the flows? Come to these shows with your best dro

Unleaded diesel petrol

Facin' a parliament of rooks, I got a murder of crows

Slayed the broad that night, murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Call it a battle

Enemies are always well received

Hors d'oeuvres, tricks up sleeves, the hoochie grins

But it ain't no compromise

Ho Chi Minh

Ruthless

In the swamp

In the swamp neck deep, vigorish high, Jimmy the Greek

Eagles by three makes it a tie

Woe unto he who believe a word these boaz speak

Crammed in the OTB with the rest of the creeps

Fear reeks, by noon the Polacks is three sheets

Land sharks three deep for percentages

Compounded by the week

Eyes blank like plainclothes police

Tell 'em to pick they own cotton

This is professional football, we don't run the option

Barry Sanders, who gives a fuck if **** blockin'

Top of the kiwi, white as John Stockton

We need this one to beat the spread

They keep guns to heat the lead

Beat the odds or eat your meds

The force of the blast tore him to shreds

Cee-lo! When them atoms crack

Bet on black rain, radioactive hurricane

The abyss beckons, I'm bettin' the farm subsidy

Comfortably talkin' big like they ain't touchin' me

Sobered up, tryna skip town

Double dutch, masters full of brown bamboozle

Stop by her job like it's business as usual

But, um, can I hold somethin' til payday?

Can't do nothin' for you man like Flavor Flav

Got problems of my own

Like it's business as usual

Known as the foreigner, alien rap

Known as the foreigner, foreigner

Known as the foreigner, illegal alien rap

Known as the foreigner, known as the foreigner

Rap, illegal alien rap