Tag: Mom Dukes

Das Racist – Sit Down, Man Lyrics

[Verse 1: Heems] I’m from Cop Killer, never killed a cop though More the type to burn a spliff and eat a bag of nachos More the type to read a novel, maybe bout Navajos On a sunny day I’m on the block in a poncho Venomous, extra sick, tell me how my bars feel Talk shit, tell me how the floor of the bar feel Young cocoa butter, I’m fresh as new car smell Cynical lasagna loving cat, call me Garfield Graffiti goes legit streets spray tags for soup cans I paint Marine Green Newport packs, now who down? Three brown, the slim thang I need a brand new van To tour so they can make enough funds to send a Sudan Spraying copyright symbols on yoga mats until I’m high enough To type a bunch of rhyming words to tell you how I’m fly and stuff Writing racial rants, Craigslis...