Angry Asian Man (feat. Manifest & DJ Zo)

I was given a gift

Could picture the pain of my people, paint it perfect, depict it as if

It was me trying to get at a citizenship, some wouldn't get on the ship

But I understand them, call you chink, can't understand it

But you recognize hate in their eyes

But they can't see yours, your eyes are slanted

Our parents were fiending for their share of the green

Was it arrogant greed, the american dream

Or the care to succeed as america's cleaners

Apparently we the slaves now, picking their cotton and pressing it flat

Pick it up promptly, ready in half an hour to an hour

Now the question is asked

Credit or cash? We probably better at math or so I've been told

Tried to divide our division in half

In addition to that, they know we got soul

Low and behold, we folding their clothes, language barriers bury us

We drive terribly, curious how we got cast in fast and the furious

The problem being bobby lee is proudly being an uncle tomagachi

Hollywood got him good, wouldn't watch me serving hot

Tea, work a wok, he the perfect chinese

Role model, eyeglasses made out of coke bottles

Taekwando spokes model, sister's an import model

I am not gonna follow

What's wrong with an asian rapping? Everything

People rather see me study medicine

'Stead of picking up a mic, spitting in the booth

Try to pick a fight cause you looking similar to bruce

But I had soul as a lasso, through the backdoor

Had to blast off from the plateau

Went from sitting in the back row to killing rap shows

Leaving assholes baffled, I put us on the map yo

Never mind your remarks imma go hard

Till I'm getting more customers than walmart

And we're not just doctors, watch us

Rock this mic till hiphop just prospers

Get rid of the middleman now wit the internet, better give hundred percent

And credit the veterans never contend wit them

Listen they telling them "mani went in"

I'm breaking the trend, maybe I'm born to be different

What an epiphany, gonna make history now

Who the ones that did this to me now

Throw a diss get a fist to the mouth imma show yall

Please make no noise, I don't mind if you hate my voice, respect me

And it's not just music, props to the man overseas who made old boy

This the new generation of asians

Killing all the stereotypes having a hell of a time

Always thought if you living by the rules and you never

Making moves, then it's better to die

The majority will generalize instead of giving recognition

Solely cause of the shape of our eyes?

Sweeter than grapes on a vine

All you suckas need to see greatness, put the hate to the side

Let me rise