DJ Solo - Paki Rambo lyrics

[Verse 1] I bust quick in a s*ut's thick orange foundation I'm a foreign damnation at your borderline waiting Horrified Satan with an angel to punch Cause all these cookie cutter f**ers be faking the funk Yeah, uh, so many babies yapping Talking bout a revolution like they Tracy Chapman b**hing like a motherf**er, making the game whack Complaining how I'm fake and how I'm taking my race back Or forward - depends on how you look at it Rude boy status, so bad, but damn I'm good at it I should have been king, cause I open your minds My revelation brings truth, deliver hope for the blind I make a terrorist tear a wrist, prepare for his funeral And I'm way beyond your government's or parent's approval The most hated, but I know there's no greater Power junkie on a binge and damn I'm so faded [Hook x2] P to the A to the K to the I PAKI RAMBO! R to the A to the M, B, O PAKI RAMBO! [Verse 2] Talk greezy, motherf**er, get a jab in the jaw Cause I ain't known to f** around like a blasphemy law Come around to your town, son, I conquer with efficient timing And y'all should know that mushroom clouds ain't got a silver lining You f**ing fail cause I do the thang badder This is first person, Duke Nukem, shooter game swagger Boomerang rappers getting thrown to the dogs I'm only nice when I'm getting dome or boning a broad Feel the fury of God, with the sound of my war cry Silly motherf**ers, keep doubting, you all die Descendant of Genghis, I'm the master, Khan A real chauvinistic pig, you can ask your moms [Hook x1] P to the A to the K to the I PAKI RAMBO! R to the A to the M, B, O PAKI RAMBO! [Bridge] It's the P to the A to the K to the I Armed to the teeth til the day that I die R to the A to the M B O Paki Rambo in the place, what the f** y'all know! It's the P to the A to the K to the I Armed to the teeth til the day that I die R to the A to the M B O Paki Rambo in the place [Verse 3] I'm the Paki Rambo, Aldo, Apache Commando Sambo, kick another rap to your sample Tango with d**h, I'm a k**er with mad soul La**o your neck, put my foot in your a**hole Ambush your camp, my inglorious crew Straight ba*tards, brawny and stronger than you Take cla**es, learn how we got em on wax Hit the base with a bag full of Taliban scalps You can call it off fast, as you laying in your pissy sheets Chilling up in Cali, all the way up in the Middle East Adilla Deep, putting in my work on these city streets Panic as we pulling up your skirt like a WikiLeak [Hook x2] P to the A to the K to the I PAKI RAMBO! R to the A to the M, B, O PAKI RAMBO!