Ek Shaneesh (Das Racist)

Yeah, la-la la-la la la, la la, la, la la, la la I'm from Queens, man Ain't shit to do but cook Watching Tony Bourdain Plus I copped his book Plus I copped his look That means T-shirts and jeans Catch me in my borough chasing breezes with queens Squeezes with dreams Do you? I'm a do me Catch me in my borough burning L's reading Rumi Flipping pies, reading fries I'm advising kabhir smoking hash Making cash, spinning Sufis Drinking beer, 40 kufi rock a sheer Sporting Uzis in the clear Drinking beer, drinking beer, probably drinking some more beer Yeah, beers for years Chucking Shaka Zulu types Spears for years Jakaya Kikwete "Machete, machete! " Ek shaneesh, Cheech Eddie Said speaks, sheesh (Yeah, that's what Ed said) People always follow like Deadheads Swallowing red meds Swallowing blues, too Various hues, dude Downtown Brown like Yoo-Hoo Watch it like YouTube Watch it like YouTube Watch it like YouTube Watch it like YouTube Whites and pinks Tyson and Spinks Yeah, whites and pinks Yeah, Fazul Abdullah Mohammed I am a pickup truck, I am America I am America, I am a pickup truck I am American, I am America La la la la la la la la la la Good vibes PMA Yeah, believe that Listening to Three Stacks, reading Gaya Spivak Listening to KMD and feeling weird about Naipaul Fly or style warz, war style warsaw Listening to jams with they pops about dem bhati boys Listening to Can while I'm reading Arundhati Roy Yeah, yeah, my pops drove a cab home Now I drop guap just to bop in the cab, homes This is Sam Selvon Llamas, comas Catch me watching hella telenovela dramas With dizzying effects and bright colors Roll around town with a bright crew of brothers Everyone knows Guantanamo is for lovers Next four joints could be Television covers Some Richard Hell Rell shit, yeah, I'm real confused Oh, you rap too, dude? Yeah, I'm real enthused La la la la la la la la la la I feel pretty I feel pretty pretty I feel pretty silly I feel pretty weird, really I feel better now Coogi sweater now Gucci sweater now Coochie wetter now Who you calling a dandy? Our love is like candy The rich pour brandy What do the poor pour? Why we at the candy store for? Why we at the Mandy Moore tour? Band du jour or brand du jour Or the land before time The wartime Andy Warhol, the war crime Nancy Drew, nancy who? Nancy Reagan in a fancy pants suit Dancing bear in cahoots with the man who shot ya Who shot ya? Who shot ya? Who shot ya? Who shot you? Who shot you? La la la la la la la la la la