The N-Word lyrics

[Verse One]
Lyrically, they say what I do is a fad
You can’t keep spitting truth ‘cuz these fools will get mad
They don’t want you to get deep, they happy with bling
Wallow in ignorance as long as they stacking the green
Think I’m overstating my case? This is a fact
There’s a very strong line between n*ggas and blacks
See, n*ggas are followers, blacks normally lead
n*ggas call blacks white washed soon as they on the scene
And the things about n*ggas, you can’t tell ‘em nothin’
Cuz they know every goddamn thing about something
See n*ggas hear blacks talk and say that they talk white
More ignorant than Michael Vick setting up dog fights
Saggin to they ankles, don’t care if they walk right
Would rather smoke and drink than see if they kids are alright
See n*ggas are attracted to n*ggas
Blacks are attracted to intelligence they don’t care what the skin is
See n*ggas use they skin as a crutch
As an excuse to be lazy as f*ck
Not to get off of they butt
n*ggas could care less about truth, they’d rather get their hair done
While blacks value knowledge, even if it scares ‘em

[Hook]
So this goes out to all my blacks and non-n*ggas
If they acting like a n*gga then you call they ass a n*gga
This goes out to all my whites and non-n*ggas
If they acting like a n*gga then you call they ass a n*gga
This goes out to my Latins and non-n*ggas
If they acting like a n*gga, you call they ass a n*gga
This goes out to my Asians and non-n*ggas
If they acting like a n*gga, you call they ass a n*gga
[Verse Two]
See n*ggas believe in god, black people don’t
n*ggas ignore evidence that black people won’t
n*ggas believe in god, black people don’t
n*ggas ignore evidence that black people won’t
I had to say it twice so there wan’t no mistaken it
This too important to us not to put the race in it
n*ggas have kids, don’t take care of ‘em
n*ggas talk sh*t about black people because they scared of ‘em
n*ggas get mad ‘cuz non-n*ggas use the word n*gga
As soon as they get finished using the word n*gga
And I don’t ever wanna hear that we have a right to say and they don’t
That we should respect this connotation, ‘cuz they won’t
These are the facts, we should respect that
The very reason we black
Has nothing to do with that
And which demand are we at?
It’s just a skin color stupid we need to move past that

[Verse Three]
See blacks bite the bullet now and plan for the future
n*ggas will smile now and cry later being stupid
Blacks will respect us, wonder why it’s taking so long
n*ggas will call me an Uncle Tom for making this song
Blacks strive for better, a better life and better living
n*ggas spend they whole lives trying to be better n*ggas
A n*gga calls himself a real n*gga, everyday
A black stays humble and learns from his mistakes
A n*gga is never wrong and expects every break
A black knows that life ain’t free, do what it takes
A n*gga think the world owes him
Just because he’s a n*gga and it ain’t real until the world shows him
A black knows the world owes nothing, he knows the score
He knows he knows less and less about more and more
A n*gga hates Common and think Will Smith is wack
And think club rap has the hottest lyrics on the map
A black respects people like Mos and Jill Scott
And won’t put themselves in a position to deal rock
A n*gga blames white people for slavery
A black knows that it was Africans who sold blacks into slavery
But when it’s all said and done a n*gga won’t even care
He’ll just say that’s just who he is and that it’s just a part of him
Cuz he’s a n*gga
And he’s fine being a n*gga
So when he dies don’t trip, it’s just one less n*gga
[Hook]