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Stereotype

Contributed by jayced on Tuesday, 14th February 2006 @ 01:37:31 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Sounds blaring and my windows shacking
I look out side its this tall guy that looks kind of Asian
So I was like this cant be, cuz they all below 5ft
So I let him just be
But then I heard Dont you wish yo girlfriend was hot like me
Then I was like hell naw
He must think he at mall
I understood his speakers power
But Damn
But its like 8:00 am I aint even had a shower
So I rolled out and gave him that signal to turn it down
So he was like whats up my nigga
I was like whats good my Asian
I guess it was cool since he was a minority
Thats when I knew this ***** would make some good poetry
So he gave me play, then resumed to press play
I gave him the signal again
So Im like, I aint gon be a *****
So whats yo stereotype?
He stood up and was like we all know karate and I cant fight
We all are below 5 ft
Dogs, rat, and cat are all we eat
I can smell like all of them if I get wet
My name is either Ching , Hoi, or Lee
We cant drive we got slanted eyes and we cant see
Our favorite beverage must be tea
My sister is busy running the nail salon
Then I spoke up, Im like well, Im either a criminal or a ex con
See we either are beanies, do-rag or turban
We got super athletics ability but really no intelligence
Then he was like you guys got it made I can tell ya
You get all the chicks because you got big genitalia
Im like well, you got me there
Can you turn yo sounds down
And your song of choice is feeling the air
So he was like Im half Asian and a third Caucasian
I can jump off a bridge and count to $1 million by division and multiplication
So, Im like thats all good but whats you stereotype?
He like I just told you Im short plus I like rice
So I just walked away from the conversation
Even though I aint get my point across its all good
Then I thought back and all I really wanted to know was it Boss, Sony or Kenwood




Copyright © jayced ... [ 2006-02-14 13:37:31]
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