blaxploitation
What happened to my hundred dollars Joe?
Nigga, did you take my money?
Heh-heh, that's right lil bitch!
Penny proud, penny petty, pissing off Betty the Boop
Only date niggas that hoop, traded my life for cartoon
Dance monkey dance, cathedral gon' pay me good tonight
Eating Chick-Fil-A in the shadows, that taste like hypocrite
Mmm, yummy tasty, mmm, mmm, yummy tasty
Waffle fry my empathy, bitches just really lazy
Maybe I'm a hypocrite, maybe I'm hypochondriac
I'm struggling to simmer down, maybe I'm an insomni-black
Bad sleep triggered by bad government
Write a think piece in the rap song, the new age covenant
If you really think I'm cooking crackin, pass me the oven mitts
Captain watch a lil bitch go crunch and wonder how everything happen
My people started running a long time ago
And they are still fighting
Revolution was never meant to be easy
This is not your fight, black man
What is this to you?
It's not a matter of color
Freedom is everybody's business
Uh, yeah, anti-political mythical in the picture
Your nigga just moved to Wicker
Your mammy stay on the south side
She paid to clean your house, power of Pinesol, baby
She the scrub tub lady
She that naked bitch in videos, that drunk club lady
Immortalized all '80s and then she real, real nasty
Keep the hot sauce in her purse and she be real, real blacky
Just like a Hillary Clinton, who masqueraded the system
Who chicken-boned, watermelon-ed
Traded hoodie for hipster, infatuated the minstrel
When we cool, they cool, we die as coon
We supa fly indigenous, now hop to the moon
Who wrote the movie to America? It's still coming soon
Do you hear me man?
Do you understand? I am Black
I'm a nigga, do you understand me?
I was born black, I live black, and I'ma die probably because I'm black, because some cracker that knows I'm black better than you, nigga, is probably gonna put a bullet in the back of my head