from america to that africa
mma necklace ya and I'll laugh at ya
i will burn ya skin and i will beat ya shin
and i'll do it once, then I'll do it again
motherfuckers actin like he's faded, once contemplated gold-plated teef, instead he sold his xbox for a quarter ounce a keef
trade the beef for the jerky I'm lurking in shadows murky, a refugee from that Turkey im only trying to learn see
your cultures and your ways are above me, where I'm from they shove me, no one there to love me, no one there to hug me
so we walk the streets, make the women wear those sheets, we all lonely with defeat so we choose to bring the heat
causing drama, I trade a carpet for a llama and I go and trade that llama for a bit of marijuana
thats the day in the life of a foreigner. fuck off once you're next stop's the coroner.
