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 nigga 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 yo' shit, leave me alone!" "Mother f*ck 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 the 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 f*ck you!"