paroles de chanson My Korea's Over - Rucka Rucka Ali feat. DJ Not Nice

DJ Not nice, back from the Dry Cleaners
(Awww Shit)
Rucka Rucka Ali, big American rapper
We ′da realeast ninjas left in the game
You no never here shit like 'dis
We bring the bitches to the yard for barbecue eggroll
Oh hello, remember me?
Number one Korean, dead chinee
Now I′m a ghost
That's all folks
No more children in bed with me
I take train to Payongyongyang and
I fall asleep and die from AIDS
Now I go shopping with Steve Jobs
And do Bin Laden's dry cleaning
My Korea′s over
(That′s it for me)
Can't bomb Asia no more
(Or Hawaii)
I can′t get a boner
(It's hard for me)
Say herro
(To my little bastard son)
Say herro
(To Kim Ching-Chang Un)
I like dog
Dog is nice
Specially with shrimp fried rice
I like poodle with some noodle
Make sure is Kooter is neutered
I sorry pitbull bit you
Here some sweet and sour shih tzu
Look how my people cry to me
(Ah boohoo hoo, we want food)
Aw you so hungry
You want eggroll?
Don′t blame me
I voted Pedro
There's enough food for me
You could order some Chinese
It looks like
My Korea′s over
(That's it for me)
Can't bomb Asia no more
(Or Hawaii)
Why does black guy take your
(Your stuff from me)
Say herro
(To my little bastard son)
Say herro
(To Kim Ching-Chang Un)
Goodbye, my fellow Koreans
Think of me when you poop and pee-in
Hey Philippines, fuck both of you
Now I kick it with Confucius
Smoke some crack
And slap a few tits
Soon my son
Will drop the bomb
On Vietnam
Oh, look; its gone
I′m just try′na blow up China
Take a steak
Rape a vagina
South Korea is about to see a
Ground Zero meets Hiroshima
My Korea's over
(That′s it for me)
Can't bomb Asia no more
(Or Hawaii)
I like banging homos
(It′s fun for me)
Say herro
(To my little bastard son)
Say herro
(To Kim Ching-Chang Un
I
May be dead
But the dream of a free China Town lives
(Forever)
I died
From AIDS
And I probably got it
From some children
See, my son?
You must be good leader
American black president
Can't even read
Probably
(Don′t shoot me)
PEARL HARBOR
My Korea's over
(That's it for me)
Can′t bomb Asia no more
(Or Hawaii)
I can′t get a boner
(It's hard for me)
Say herro
(To my little bastard son)
Say herro
(To Kim Ching-Chang Un)
My Korea′s over
(That's it for me)
Can′t bomb Asia no more
(Or Hawaii)
I like Asian Joe Bros
Say herro
(To my little bastard son)
Say herro
(To Kim Ching-Chang Un)
Oh, hello Michael Jackson
I no see you
Since we do
Sleep over
With Gary Coleman
Lets go watch
Home Alone Tokyo
We get sushi
Remember my son?
Un?
You babysit him
Now he dear leader
Of Korea
La-La-La-La-La-Little Faggot Son
Goodbye, Sarah Palin
I never forget that night