Lootin In London

O-oh, o-oh, oh, oh Little H.R. in a Minor Threat
With a bad brain, and wants everything
Georgetown Punk, forget what you are
I'm a black cat shreddin' in a U-Haul
Used to be scared of death, I was scared to death
Of being just kept just 'cuz I wore pair of checks (Nikes)
Now I'm makin' real moves 'cuz we started young
Going to rap battles - with guitars and drums
Homie I am from where you need to be
Human rights are sung from the Green in me
I'm a top-notch art kid with rock chops
Yeezy ain't really put me on to no Fosgot
Oh, oh
Hooligans coming
Rude boy
Lootin' in London
Ain't no one * ****** with me
Ain't no one ******* with me
Black Meadows, I'm a brother still
Got no rims, support my color well
Covered in Green, just like Congo
You can't just find me anywhere on Tourian so
I make rock music, yeah even through
My skin black, real black - Eddie Winslow
Since Nintendo I've been spittin' flows
Headbangin' to Nirvana, now I'm rippin' clothes
Not a hippie, no, I'm a District heathen
I can relate to Cali ***** **s in the Brooklyn figures
You be so strong, I mess you with another
Listen to one song, and think you know a color
O-oh, o-oh, oh, oh