Black Korea

Every time I wanna go get a f**kin' brew

I gotta go down to the store with the two

Oriental one penny countin' motherf**kers

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, b*tch, I got a job

"Look, you little Chinese motherf**ker

I ain't tryin' to steal none of yo' shit, leave me alone!"

("Mother f**k 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**k you!"