hiphop
rap
immortal technique
asian
jedi mind tricks
conspiracy theory
quietlike
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Lyrics
Yo, What? What? Quietlike, Mic Rocka. Where My Asians at? [4x].
[Quietlike/Mic Rocka]I'm just tellin yall to hush. I'm Just rockin the mic. Who tha hell are these two? Mic Rocka. Quietlike. And we doggin' this track. Asian haters step back. Didn't hear me first time? Quietlike repeat that.
[verse 1]Quietlike: Once again on the mic, ill be tearin it up, and im joined by Mic rocka screamin "what tha f*** ?!" Cuz we're two filipino'z representin on this track. its the asian anthem. Asian haters step back. All about Flipsyde, yo its time to ride. Misconception on my high, I was born slant eyed. Dont even try and test me, and keep on pushin my nerves, i thought i told ya before. Actions Speak Louder Than words. The words i spit on lyrics, when i drop this sh** . Rhymin words on a verse, with a filipino twist. Who is this? The One. Tha Quiet L-I-K-E. One of the few Mcs, not about 'bling bling'. About rockin tha spot, not flauntin what i got. I keep tellin yall ta hush, stop runnin your mouth. A pyromaniac, cuz this track is hot-blazin'. Im on fire Like Mike, only difference is I'm Asian. [chours] No Im not high. Slant eyed, simply cuz im asian, settin roofs on fire, cuz these flows are hot blazin. Cross us once don't forgive, Never reconcile, givin alla yall a taste of this filipino style. 2x
[Verse 2 Mic Rocka]
My slanted eyes'll make you think im high as sh** , but Im not, I havent even smoked it yet. So hold your breath cuz smokers breath is worse than smokin. The excess will get you high and drivin dozy. Ima smack em worse than AZN when it comes to rappin. Them f** asses, hope those b*** es heard me laughin, and swearin at em. In tagalouge, cuz damnit i got sick of yall. The "Got Rice Dis" was the last on my list. And while we're at it, F*** them damn No Limit f** s. Ill bling bling that ass back to New Orleans and let em have it. Cuz damnit Im tha Mic Rock on top of the selection with Quietlike spittin at you with smith and wessins. Im a blessin' and half your squad and sh** to me, cuz lyrically, you aint nuttin but a b*** to me. So do me this, and keep it simple. Cuz your rhymes are so pointless. You're like a broke No. 2 pencil. [chorus]
[Verse 3 Quietlike]
Where you at? Philippines. To be more specific, Im comin from the island, of the western pacific. And if your talkin sh** , Ima bring tha boys. Where my Filipinoz at? Pinays and Pinoys. And we all got boys. And we just dont stop. Its a culture clash, Flipsyde and hip-hop. Where f's are p's, everybody's family. Everybody's droppin flows on karokee machines. Nobody's shoes are seen, all the bullets are hollow. communication base - English and tagalouge. Get ya mind right. Realize what your facin' everybody represent. Its tha Asian Nation.
[chorus]