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melee (rapper) - palagi rachel (skit) lyrics

(welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, to something poetry)
ay?
(next up we have an underground legend)
f+ck, poetry?
(his name is mel+ melee)
you said you booked me a f+ckin gig
(from, stoke, new zealand)
poetry?!
(give it up for melee guys!)
the f+ck is
aw f+ck, you’re fired
na na na come on, come on g, it’ll be so good man, you’ll get up there, you’ll blow their minds, swear to god, you’re gonna be so fire g, just do it bro please, yeah yeah yeah!
f+ck alright, yo alright, i’ll f+kin do it
i’m not f+cking paying you for this one
you don’t pay me anyway!
true
alright f+ck, here goes nothing
don’t do that, f+ck me, what the f+ck, sh+t uh
hey, um, i’m melee
and this poem’s called palagi rachel
uh, palagi rachel, the centre of my world
mum’s waiting for me to settle and meet a brown girl
plus her dad not to fond of the interracial
but trust me, i’m in love with palagi rachel
i’m in love with all that she does to me
i can even put up with all those caucastrophies
i can even look beyond them small lips
face and palms when she tried moving her hips
kinda sus how she’s always had a brown mans
my sheets all covered in her fake tan
always going on about how she wants brown sons
probably won’t bring this one home to meet mums
hard sometimes just to know what to feed her
my ass struggles to fit in her nissan tiida
when it comes to cooking, rachel’s challenged
stop putting raisins in your potato salad
rachel, the girl of my dreams
palagi rachel got me whipped up like double cream
just wanna make her happy
if i squint my eyes, she kinda look like hillary barry
if i squint my eyes, i’m really crying
i can tell when palagi rachel’s lying
she said she’s never been with another mans
but that wasn’t my corned beef, in the frying pan
palagi rachel
(yeah melee, f+ck yeah! that’s my boy, that’s my boy! go get him! yeah, give it up for melee!)

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