Black Korea

Every time I wanna go get a fuckin' brew

I gotta go down to the store with the two

Oriental one penny countin' motherfuckers

That make a **** mad enough to cause a little ruckus

Thinkin' every brother in the world's out to take

So they watch every damn move that I make

They hope I don't pull out a gat and try to rob

They funky little store, but, bitch, I got a job

Look, you little Chinese motherfucker

I ain't tryin' to steal none of this shit

Leave me alone! (Mother fuck you)

(Yo, yo, check it out)

So don't follow me up and down your market

Or your little chop suey ass'll be a target

Of a nationwide boycott

Juice with the people, that's what the boy got

So pay respect to the Black fist

Or we'll burn your store right down to a crisp

And then we'll see ya

'Cause you can't turn the ghetto into Black Korea

Mother fuck you