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[Kool Keith:] Yeah... Fuck this whole shit, all the indian look And everybody dressed like they from Pakistan Th-th-th-they, dressed like they from Pakistan Th-th-th-they, dressed like they from Pakistan Fuck this whole shit, all the indian look And everybody dressed like they from Pakistan Th-th-th-they, dressed like they from Pakistan Th-th-th-they, dressed like they from Pakistan Suckers! Pack yo' shit Pack yo' shit, pack, pack-pack yo' shit All you motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green Muh'fuckers are weak Pack yo' shit - motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green Pack yo' shit - Al Green, Al Green All you motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green Muh'fuckers are weak Pack yo' shit, pack yo' shit - motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green Pack yo'.. pack yo' shit Suckers! Suckers! Suckers! Suckers! Muh'fuckers, grabbin a guitar SongtexteLike they Tracy Chapman or some shit Suckers, pack yo' shit From St. Louis to the Maine Don't fight the feeble shit, the feeble split Check yo' shit Fee-fee-fee, fee-fee-feeble Muh'fuckers, grabbin a guitar Like they Tracy Chapman or some shit P-pa-pa-pa-pa-pack yo' shit [x5] Check yo' shit Suckers, yeah... P-pa-pa-pa-pa-pack yo' shit [x2] When I come through, that's right like a tractor trailer You get off the ship and walk to motherfuckin 42nd street like a motherfuckin sailor All you motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green All you motherfuckers tryin to be Al Green Muh'fuckers are weak Aus Songtexte Mania