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Black Krishna - Why Can't I Find Aishwarya Rai?
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Black Krishna - Why Can't I Find Aishwarya Rai?
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Black Krishna
Black Krishna
Confessions Of An Aging B-Boy
Sat Jan 07, 2006
HipHop : Alternative Hip Hop
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Where my desilicious dimes at? ;)
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Why Can't I Find Aishwarya Rai?


- Beat (Instrumental)
- Courtesy of Executive Beatz
- http://dierecordz.com/


(chorus)

Where oh where,
Is my coarse brown hair?
Why can't I find,
Aishwarya Rai?

(x4)


Check my TV,
Never used to see me,
Never used to be free,
To live without, envy,

Live without my family tree,
Representin' for me,
Representin' desi's,
We represent?

Crazy!

Representin' for the brown,
No frown, when we clown,
Peter Sellers, Pink Panther, was-
How we got down,

How we got to live,
In the hearts and the minds,
A stealth race is coming,
And we ain't far behind,

We ain't runnin' blind,
Just check the foundation,
The Short Circuit flick?
Fisher Steven's nation?

Flying low-pro,
Going slow, under radar,
Time to go-pro,
Solo, in a fast car,

Fastest to the bar,
We lawyers, and doctors,
In university,
We shocking, ya proctors,

It's like we got it locked, the-
Cocks of the walk, the-
Rocks and the stocks, the-
Nerds and the jocks!

The-

Block's getting hot,
As we paint the block brown,

And-

Brampton's the place-
Where we all settle down!

So no need to hide,
No media-apartheid,
Pride is worldwide,
Turban's a war cry,

The urban war cry,
Streets are South-Asian,
Amazing situation,
The desi invasion...


(chorus)

Where oh where,
Is my coarse brown hair?
Why can't I find,
Aishwarya Rai?

(x4)


Damn...

Sometimes...

Sometimes...

Sometimes...

I'm smoking bomb weed,
Watching Gandhi, like I'm Nas,
My brain cramps,
I see 8-armed girls, need sports bras!

Nature's laws, say a billion,
Ain't just for children,
So if the Kama Sutra, suitcha,
Then you know we be willin'!

3-times we came first,
At Miss Universe,
So, Three's Company's "Chrissie",
Was hauled away, in a hearse,

Blondes was my thirst,
Had blue-eyes on the prize,
Before the "Bun-and-Thigh Master",
Had my eyes on her thighs!

Had wide open-eyes,
But couldn't see my wife,
Had cable-TV,
But couldn't see, my life,

Ate Mickey-D's,
In no hurry for the curry,
Brown rearview mirror,
And my vision's getting blurry,

From Scarborough to Surrey,
Now we rushin' the stage,
A Bhagavad beat-down,
Now we turnin' the page,

We comin' of age,
Set free, on TV,
So, to quote the O.G.,
Be the change you wanna see...

O.G.?

O.G.?

Not "gangsta"...

That's Gandhi!


(spoken interlude)


(chorus)

Where oh where,
Is my coarse brown hair?
Why can't I find,
Aishwarya Rai?

(x6)


-Black Krishna