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your old droog - ukraine lyrics

[verse 1]
he said go back where you came from, can’t go where i came from
as a kid we escaped, and man that sh+t ain’t no game that’s fun
outsider since day one, been that since way young
used to squirm in the seat when teachers called out my name, son
bells on my name rung, [?]
might just roll up, like, “hold up, was you saying sumn?”
don’t reach for your waist stuntin’, my droogy, i ain’t dumb
only thing you heard [?] was a paint gun
only whip your skrt in the lots an arcade one
the ones where you race ’em all, f+ck a straight [?]
my voice alone left lames stunned, they called heart attacks
my [?] rare like artifacts, surprisingly i’m the tame one
this thing ’bout to pop off, never ran with a [?]
tradin’ my culture for four wings and some hot sauce
what happened to [?]? what happened to [?]?
spare you the details, these tales i could tell plenty

[chorus]
we used to rock stripes, used to rock airs
no matter how fire the fit, didn’t fit in anywhere
droogs used to ride bikes, cut school, play the stares for years
i felt stuck, wasn’t going nowhere
on the outside i seemed tough, inside i was scared
in a room full of people, feel like the only one there
had to stop givin’ a f+ck, really not care
live life with no fear, i’m good everywhere, legal alien
[verse 2]
and ain’t no english man in new york, i really am from new york
how else are you supposed to sound when you talk?
after all those years smokin’ vanilla dutches, newports
you thought i was lookin’ for the rapper how i asked for too short
the used to gawk at me like some unsightly creature
blacks and ricans weren’t eager to greet him
the white kids didn’t like me neither
what makes you think the rap game would be any different?
plus every mention of jews had to do with penny+pinchin’
a preview of what they tried [?] (don’t finish here)
one minute you’re large, next minute you’re miniature
they not inclined to co+sign sh+t they don’t get a percentage of
just gotta remember what the f+ck you got in it for, bruh
took me back to esl, i was mad as h+ll
said you a russian was like that word had a smell
now i wear that sh+t like cologne, [?] known as the yod+father
that’s mikha’el corleone
i see you tryna get that street cred, [?]
i too used to be a loser, every future was a [?]
even had a pair of [?]

- your old droog lyrics

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