Kokujin (unfinished) Stick ya' fingah in da' ocean, tell dem feds dat it's all brokun, maybe den dey'll pity you, 'coz boy, ya' got no pity, foo. Dis here's big J, da' risin' sun, where all us kokujin stand as one, and you dere, boy, ya' got no tact; you gaijin, baby, dat's a fact! Yah think our ways're all spaced-out, yah sittin' at dah desk, yah pout, but baby, you done made it here, so sit yo' ass an' have a beer! We kokujin, we deal, ya' see, coz we all share da' same malady: we been here all our lives, so we get piss drunk, where circumstantially, ... (unfinished)