Chris Lilley
Squashed Nigga
What's really me, yeah
What do I wanna be, brother
Little n***a it's true, uh
You got squashed in your room
"What's it all for?", he said
When the truck smashed through his door, brother
Little n***a it's true, that I
I feel just like you
And I know, that it's hard, when a star, takes a fall
But it hurts so bad when your fans don't want you no more!
But I give, what I can
I try to be, a better man
But I'm crushed deep inside, like that little n***a who died!

[Chorus]
Squashed n***a, squashed n***a, I feel like a
Squashed n***a
Squashed n***a, crushed n***a, I feel like a
Squashed n***a

Too young to die, yeah
You were just an innocent child, brother
I'm asking you, uh
What does God, want me to do?
Every step, that I take
No n***a gives, me a break
But it hurts like that
When you don't want me to rap!
And I rhyme, and create
Until my heart starts to ache
I feel crushed all the time
Jesus, give me a sign!

Chorus [x3]:
Squashed n***a, squashed n***a, I feel like a
Squashed n***a
Squashed n***a, crushed n***a, I feel like a
Squashed n***a

[Outro]:
Whoa, whoah, whoah yeah
N***a, n***a
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa yeah
Wow wow wow wow wow

And I know
That it's hard
When your fans
Don't want you no more

Yeah, I'm squashed