White Rice

Nak ikaw
You better check yourself, before you wreck your self
Baka you might hurt yourself

(Music)

Cause hip-hop is my house homie
(Going)
Closing on the escrow
I'm "burning up the phonics" like I'm bombing on the metro
No need for bread I be getting fed when I don the headphones
So etch a Biggie quote on my headstone
Here lies: "Sicker Than Ya Average"
Cause "a" death: being fresh, pall bearers do a two step
(Yeah)
My procession be kicking like Liu Kang
Hands in the air: be doing a Wu-Tang
(Wu-Tang)
Cause I'm misunderstood
A Filipino bred in a mostly white hood
(Wait)
A "Filipino bread?" that's pan de sal
Let it "sink in" a second: let the pun dissolve
Now let the "pun sit"
I'm cooking up ya "noodle"
Pituitary, medulla, I want the kit caboodle
My brain assimilating. I try to imitate em
I didn't want to be different, I tried to entertain em
Now I just ignore them Nike and Jordan
I can't afford them
"Can't quite connect" no network detected
Wi-fi protected: password rejected
Suburbian kid in the west end
All alone spreading all the depression he kept in
There's only one thing he truly connects with
Hip-hop.
His very first lover, best friend

(Kain) White rice is my soul food
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Breathe in)
Word to the beat
Before you judge by the cover, learn how to read

(Kain) White rice is my soul food
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Breathe in)
Word to the beat
Before you judge by the cover, learn how to read

I used to rap on a USB headset
Used to battle cats during lunch time
I used to breakdance wrecking em in "six steps"
Used to tag, but I only bombed one time
One two three, elementary to elegant
Chemically perfected in four to nine elements
And then it all developed: passion a full measure
But momma ain't accepting it
Trying to apply pressure like a hemorrhage
And tried to "press em" to walk the path of a doctor
Make the cash, be a father and let the family prosper
But what the heavenly Father started to author
Is something I couldn't possibly "box"
Ain't talking "Rocky"
But this art on my "heart is large"
(Cardiomegaly)
The beat with the rhythm and bars
(Starting the recipe)
When everyone around might taunt and abandon
Hip-hop has always been my constant companion
I would jam with El-P to Aesop
Canibus, Jedi Mind Tricks, the bass drop
Tough or upbeat: Big Pun to Chuck D
Slug always taught me "God could love ugly"
Wu-Tang, Co-Flow, Immortal Technique
Feel like Nujabes the only one who gets me
CYNE, Shing02
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Yeah)

White rice is my soul food
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Breathe in)
Word to the beat
Before you judge by the cover, learn how to read

(Kain) White rice is my soul food
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Now breathe in)
Word to the beat
Before you judge by the cover, learn how to read

Yes, yes ya'll.
And it don't stop
To the sinigang.
And it don't stop
To the diniguan.
And it don't stop
I get my dinner on when I get the flows off
Yes, yes ya'll.
And it don't stop
To the sinigang.
And it don't stop
To the diniguan.
And it don't stop
This my homie take your shoes off
(Kain)

(Music)

(Kain) White rice is my soul food
Take a deep breath if hip-hop's your O2
(Now breathe in)
Word to the beat
Before you judge by the cover, learn how to read

I step up to a mic you look at me like I'm a novelty
Like watch this little Asian kid, I hardly let it bother me
I know it could be worse, the situation far from critical
But if I didn't have em I could probably be invisible
Beyond the individual, a story heavy laid
And I convey it in the only way I know it could relate
With not a trace of validation
What's the use of being famous
If my passion is mistaken for a misappropriation

I'm just saying
What's the use of being famous
If my passion is mistaken for a misappropriation
That's white rice