cold chinese food - masala dosa lyrics
chilling in my uncles’ sukkah
making tofu suuqar
shout out the somali’s in the corner smoking hookah
in the dunya with medulla oblongata reading books the
expansion of the mind reads the cancer of the time
in it’s prime the sh+t we rhyme the waves be sine and then we grind!
driving to the show, mic one two then check the line
hit the sky, go on tour, bring the vibes to bangalore
eat masala dosa then we dip and close the door
cause too many from before showed up out the wood, it’s sore
people only wanna care you doing well, well that’s the world!
but bean curd tastes amazing bro, so i’ll go to tokyo!
catch me at the harlem club, we make the crowd go crazy, bruh
with illa right beside me, make the beat bump, knocking dude!
there’s a poster on the street “headlining: cold chinese food!”
don’t try me fool! i’ll murk you on the mic
but it must be on the next one, need to go and catch a flight!
from johannesburg, to the world!
from johannesburg, to the world! (yup!)
eat masala dosa then we dip and close the door!
from johannesburg, to the world!
worldwide worldwide, worldwide worldwide!
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