3 AM in Waterloo Lyrics

Middle fingers to your sentiments I'm out here fighting for my freedom

I bet some people ain't gonna like whats hitting their ear drums

Never been a patriot, never had good enough reason

That's why I escaped you would think I was commiting treason

Kingdom come! I'll be spitting the heat

I need a foreign gyal who be always on fleek

Need to disinfect the proximity its about to be peak

Yeah I'm a Cerberus but the system got me hooked by a leash

Said the leash is weak Imma break through like a circuit breaker

Alhamdulillah! Full plate on my dinner table

Alhamdulillah! For all my brothers at the winners table

I'd love to be a leader but they'd treat me like I'm Noriega

Don't care bout most people these days, I'm just a money maker

If you talking cash, I'm scoring like I play for Lakers

They say I'm shallow but I'm hollow with my 40 acres

Of empty space. I'm a titan like I'm Eren Yaegar

You know you cappin' when you say my shit is wack

They like "Why you ain't got a baddie by your side with a WAP?"

I turn cold to the gyaldem everytime I try

Because my skin might be Paki but my heart is black

Speaking of which, they say "I'm fake, this is cultural appropriation"

I am this way because of rapid, constant, relocation

People tellin' me who im supposed to be like they know me

I'm superior to them, ironically, with my education

Surrounded by intellect. Cuz thats my designation

I work with 20/20 vision, that's some observation

Followed by delegation, that followed by immigration

So hold your defacation, I'm reaching my destination

She like "where we gonna dine?" I said "Hakkasan"

She like "where you from?" I said "Pakistan"

But I wouldn't sacrifice my life for it, so listen here

You the one, make my ting rise again like the renaissance

Now I ain't out here playin' no wedding songs

She a baddie gonna make my ting explode like the Taliban

We be talking hella stupid I think she pissed

Wait... Sorry for the aubergine emoji on the instagram

All of this shit made me shed several Kilograms

Nah, "coming to getcha" like the boogeyman

She leaves then she comes back like a boomerang

Cuz I supply her with the goods like the middleman

I'm swimming in this pool of mixed ethnicities

Keep using terms like coconut. What's next? veggie peas?

Kicked out Verdansk, Sent to the gulag. Bitch please...

One bullet in the chamber's all I need, you won't humble me

Whats the point of being the ethnic majority

If you still feel alienated, need to sort your priorities

I'm above the petty discrimination like culture and race

Call me the enemy of the state and throw me to the authorities