笨小笨Csf (Chicago Suburban Filipino)歌词由Kuya Cruz演唱，出自专辑《Csf (Chicago Suburban Filipino)》，下面是《Csf (Chicago Suburban Filipino)》完整版歌词！
Csf (Chicago Suburban Filipino)歌词完整版
I’m in Chicago studios with other rappers
Little asian me learning bout the streets after
10 years of being their engineer, it matters
The story that they tell, you’ll feel, it ain’t just data
Or stats , and matter of fact
I often question making money recording stories so black
And that, brings reality back
I grew up in the burbs, imitating raps like frats
How did I relate to songs
How did I just play along
Wasnt iI appropriating, never ever feeling wrong
Why did no one call me out
Why did I keep chasing clout
Wasn’t I a cultivator of a spirit breaking laws
Break one, you break em all, it’s all a sin to God
What’s forgiveness for someone that is flawed
Trying to look cool, not knowing the pain that’s involved
Proverbs 31, is showing verse 8, is gone
So if you didn’t have a voice, you would make your own
How would you feel if someone took it and took control
Played you like a game, then others kids
Started playing like the same
What’s authentic, if the game, is feeling real in your brain
Is it fake, or reality hurting slow
Either way it’s tangible
Emotions really grabbing hold
Without a stick, no virtual
A Filipino, letting go
Thoughts inside might explode
Into mics, without a phone
I’m trying to talk…
But who gone listen
Before I'm missing
