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[Heems]The white man can't even go outsideHe'll get a diseaseI'm talking about how like white people can't even go outside into the sunlightWithout contracting a diseaseLike that skin cancerGot their SPF3000sCan't even go out into the sunlight!What good is that?So they stay in their computer shortsOn their computers[Heems]All tan everythingAll brown man, sound man, sit down man, sit down manAll brown skin, young melaninMelle Mel melding malleable my metal shitAll tan man, Mantan MorelandDemand more land, more ends, more landTan John Belushi and Kool GDipping in CoogiTan Chris Farley in Gucci smoking on doobiesTan Three StoogesYour style amateurAll tan botanicalFanatic, saboteurSongtexteWith the Thandie Newton type tan chickYour man sick, I'm known to eat a sandwichLast tan nobleman of the last apocalypseOn the metropolis, an acropolis, poppin' shitOut my esophagus, no, my voice boxDas Racist, we kinda like rap noise popMad rhymes, finna blow up like landminesAll tan everything, shout out to tanlinesAll tan khaki king, last white mogulAll you see is rupees when you GoogleRubies in his doodooEmeralds in his turbanNervous, swervin' in the Suburban in DurbanAll tan mans, they tangent to TanzaniaWith a Mia Farrow looking sparrow to help me re-up[Victor]All tan everything, Charles Chan everythingSan Fran, new millenium minstrel on instrumentalsEating lentils with Yentl and gentilesTextile, tactile, black child, white childWhite owls, Black and Mild, crack vialStat from mild, Geena Davis, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, BeetlejuiceOops! Zoinks! Needle zooks!Danny Devito in RootsBurton comma LevarCome as you areAfro-italo Cuban cigarFollow me, follow me nowToucan SamOne hundred percent human clanY'all kick it like new Van DammeDamn man, I see your crew ran ranKool A-D, Hi-C, Juice ManCool tan, manHyphy, ooh, damn, it's true famRunning with more zebras than the zoo, manLike the blue man group except brown man not blue manYeah figs on a table, call me Mabel Dodge LuhanTwo man in Peggy Noonan's booty with Bruce BannerWhile Ann Coulter rocks out the shit with two handsOooh damnInsane brown posse, soul dudesApollo Ohno's bro homo soul patch is so coolYo fool, break yourself from your Pro ToolsPlus your Fruity LoopsNew dance, do the booty droopOn to the next oneNow do the booty scoopDo the booty upDo the booty-oody-alley-oopScooby-Dooby doo I'm on Bally so my fanny's cuteI'm my own identical cousin, just call me Patty DukeI'm stuntin' like my daddy doThug life right above my Natty Ice tatty too Aus Songtexte Mania