ESL Songtext
von Diafrix

Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a plan, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
What a one, what a one
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugee stylin like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a one, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
We′re true African
Adjust the aperture and clear the smoke screens
We'll focus on the lines, navigating through your scene


Google the vernacular
E is now coming back at ya, slapping you back
Handling you up on a four-minute fling
African ambassadors on a brand new thing
Riding these rhythms like a wild west thing
Shaking up the dance floor, hearing people sing
"Whoa." Bring back the B3 back like a seagull
Cocked and loaded, ready to penetrate
The weapon of choice, the SM-58
We on a mission, making a stand, no time to rest
Might shut them critics and the weaker contests
We not stressed
Go three on one for three wickered MCs
High on the good energy, represent the Third World
So rock to the music if you′re feeling me
Hope you got the energy, 'cause we got the remedy
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a plan, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
What a one, what a one
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a one, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
We're true African
Elite phonics, stacked on a deep sonic, attack your freaks
Dropping them bombs on these weak wannabe rappers and me
Alphabetically advanced in a session, feed myself
With the flow and then eat the language for seconds
Wreaking havoc and repping to set the standard
They never should′ve let these Africans out the door
From detention center to epicenter, we be banging the war ship
Metaphors got morbid heads hanging for more of it
And I′m not giving Andrew Denton enough rope when Alan
Jones needs us as a decent reason to not let refugees in
Timidate the line and speak just to leave dent in your defense
These three refugees steez is so fresh off
The boat, they still seaweed in our sneakers
Soul brothers walking every street when you're reaching
Speaking English but no muffins and tea shit
See?
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a plan, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
What a one, what a one
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a one, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
We′re true African
Yo, it's the master, commit to rhythm
Comin through the system
Microphone check, one, two, are we the win?
Truthfully speaking, E.S.L rocking
As Marina want to mind, better know what′s happening
Jumping borders like Mexican workers
Won't stop till our name is a wanted poster
Oh
The dreaded logs with one-six in the roaster
Fresh new style and beat for you to foster
Disregard the order, hot act to follow
We′re here to make the party people say, "Oh." Bring it
Back nice and tight like a sequel 'cause I feel obligated
To speed the twos, hundred percent concentrated
Come mite hype whether or not you made the payment
The Africans are here to make the statement live from the basement
Three refugees for your own entertainment
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a plan, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
What a one, what a one
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugees styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a one, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
We're true African
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugee styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a plan, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
What a one, what a one
Who is it?
Who is it, man?
Refugee styling like true champion
Hey
You know we got the flow
What a one, what a one
Oh
Comin to let you know
We′re true African