Floating drifting on the seas.
Meeting foreign girls who only speak Chinese.
Places I’ve been, have beautiful women.
African, Latin, Caucasian, and Asian.

Earth spins three, six, five, days a year.
Sixty seconds in a minute to catch your ear.
Give me another two, and I’ll change your world view.
Teach you something new about places to go to.
What are you, Chinese or Taiwanese?
The rocks in your ears are making the air freeze.
You work out, cuz you fitting right in them jeans.
Roberto Cavali, and those Prata shoes are mean.
Who I be, Mr. Poizonous, Tyger V.
World-Wide MC, painter as a hobby.
You like that, I like that your ass is fat.
Firm but soft enough to take empact.
From my one eyed, super-sized serpent surprise.
That’ll leave your back aching long before sunrise.
Say goodnight to your girls, and I’ll grab the coats.
Twenty minutes to the room and that’s all she wrote.

Floating drifting on the seas.
Meeting foreign girls who only speak Chinese.
Places I’ve been, have beautiful women.
African, Latin, Caucasian, and Asian.

I lived in Japan the place Okinowa.
A year and a half went by like an hour.
Would visit my man, lived in Ishikowa.
He used to sing PE fight the power.
His neighbors name was Tomoko Saito.
Girl from Tokyo, liked to smoke hydro.
She told me call her for whatever I need.
Could hook a brother up with sex, drugs or weed.
She sold me twenty and let me smoke for free.
Then asked how I compete with cats younger than me.
I said seriously, that can’t be a question.
Vinums a stock, bill gates should invest in.
I’m older wiser, and hungrier than ever.
Cats are falling off while I’m getting better.
I’ll take your name, make a song for each letter.
I’m sick like that man, with the chainsaw and leather.

Floating drifting on the seas.
Meeting foreign girls who only speak Chinese.
Places I’ve been, have beautiful women.
African, Latin, Caucasian, and Asian.

Flipping words over tracks, like acrobatics.
These industry herbs eat trash, like maggots.
To many colors, to much beef between gangs.
I tear through a beat, with my poisonous fangs.
Cats claim to move cane, but really its soap.
Getting high with the guy whose supplying the dope.
If they can’t cope, you give ‘em a buck fifty.
Leave ‘em in a box, in a suit pressed crispy.
Got a chinese chick, with tattooed lips.
Pussy tighter than a drum, with a pistol grip.
Make money and split, the beef games for suckers.
Juvenile brothers disrespecting each other.
They looking for shine, but cant handle the glare.
I was born in the sun and transported here.
Humble cat with raps, no glamour and glitz.
Getting head from a chick with Pam Anderson tits.

Floating drifting on the seas.
Meeting foreign girls who only speak Chinese.
Places I’ve been, have beautiful women.
African, Latin, Caucasian, and Asian.