Selena - Das Racist, Heems

Michael Douglas, a million dollars!

Twin Towers, Colin Powers

Shouts to Joan Sasso, Abigail Vazquez

Shout to Sallie Mae, shout out to FAFSA

Shouts to Alpha Dog, Cash is Napster, man

Leo Donato DiCaprio Catch Me If You Can

Shouts to white rappers, black astronauts

Only two questions you should ask, allow one

«Who's the kid?»

Two: «Who's the kid?»

Both times the answer stay Kool AD

That’s my rap name, slave name’s Vazquez

Mommy hecka pretty, and her brain game nasty

Salami sandwich brown-baggin' it

Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah

BLAOW!

Bidi bidi bidi bamba

Rest in peace to Selena!

Catch me in a cool place doin' a fun thing

I’mma quit rapping real soon, «Get your fun in!»

Get a little guap, other ways to get funds then

Get on my Danzig, scream Edvard Munch shit

No matter what I do, I’mma eat it up, munchin'

People talkin' 'bout, «Heems I heard you got punched in.»

Worry 'bout how I’mma eat it up dog, luncheons

Celine Dion with a booty, now I’m baggin' Bündchen's

Gisele’s we eat good food, that’s dumplings

Everyone that meet me think that I’m something

Whether it’s a dumb thing, or something they can run with

Flows Usain Bolt, yeah they run things

It’s nothing, I do this cause it’s easy

It pays well, pumpkin

Be a «bit of fun» fling, but it’s getting kinda boring

I am too awesome

I am the walrus

Victor

Yeah, I’m the walrus too, dude

Couldn’t walk a mile in my walrus shoes, dude, true?

Yes, I’m the fuckin' best!

Best rapper alive, I swear to God, man

Bad as I wanna be, Rodman

Move a little, watch the guap in a pop band

Get it in, get it out, op Man

See me in Miami, 20 Cubans in a Dodge van

Do it for a large fam, DeBarge fam

Said it before, I don’t care, I’mma star, man

David Bowie Starman

John Comforter -- oh, fuck, I didn’t know how to say John Carpenter -- starman!

Seminal work, Stanley Brakhage, Dog Star Man

Where we at, San Diego?

Carmen

Suckers is butt, they need Charmin'

Toilet paper, take the, microphone

And do, a buncha… stupid shit

Shut up

Suck my dick

YEAH!

SHABBA SHABBA SHABBA RAAAAAAANKS

YEAH

SHABBA

You dudes talkin' 'bout you rap

And you probably does

I’m blind to you haters

Call me Collie Buddz

And believe me the herb always come 'round

Them smart brown boys back with that dumb sound

Call it Hipster Rap

Homie, this is Queens Rap

Hear it in my voice every time the kid Heems rap

The golden child, from Colden’s Wild

Cherry Ave

Where they scold 'em wild

My grandma just moved out

She knows this child that gets guap and fly high

His flows is wild

He went from ESL to YSL

Cause we excel, we fly as hell

Flushing to Bellerose Queens, where the crooks live

CT for four years, to wile out read books then

Took to bars from Brooklyn

Wild out in Bushwick

Come around talk smart, get your shit tooken