| CRIP — true blue to it | 
| BLOOD — Piru to it | 
| Gangsta music, is to drug abusin | 
| Don’t confuse it with C. Delores Tucker | 
| FUCK her, and Bill O’Reilly | 
| And Reverend what’s-his-name, FUCK his name | 
| Kobe the best player ever, wit NO game | 
| Fell for the trick of that white bitch, so lame | 
| How lame? | 
| Lame as the new host of Soul Train | 
| Sheeit, lame as the old host of Soul Train | 
| I do gangsta music, FUCK Soul Train! | 
| All blacks got is BET | 
| Pardon me, that shit’s owned by MTV | 
| Blacks ain’t got shit, it’s still 1−9-6−6 | 
| Cause you can buy a car ain’t shit | 
| Jordan cain’t buy a team, and that nigga got six rings | 
| Cot’picker, see what I mean? | 
| Q-Tip's singin, Dre 3000 actin | 
| God-damn, niggas too good, for this rappin | 
| I’m just askin, what the fuck happened? | 
| I’m just askin, nigga what the fuck happened?! | 
| We went from «too black to too skrong» | 
| To Sisqo and the God-damn «Thong Song» | 
| We went from Farrakhan to Don Juan | 
| Don Juan keep it pimpin man | 
| But I’m just sayin Farrakhan got business man | 
| Plus he speak positive on that knowledge shit | 
| No matter how much my auntie holla | 
| I’d NEVER give a dollar, to the good doctor — Reverend Creflo Dollar | 
| Fuck dat! | 
| Befo' I do dat | 
| I’d join Mason Betha’s church and quit rap | 
| I’d hang out with Murder INC. and sing 50 Cent raps | 
| 50 Cent raps; | 
| I’d rather let Eminem call me 50 niggas | 
| Than break bread wit a rich nigga readin scripture | 
| By the way, if you’re Aryan Nation — FUCK Hitler, FUCK Hitler! | 
| That’s to let ya know I didn’t forget ya | 
| Let me make ya bad day a worst day | 
| Me and Hitler got the same damn birthday | 
| That cracker dead, that’s my God-damn birthday | 
| Go shorty, go shorty | 
| FUCK a protest, I got a Glock 40 | 
| Unlike these bougie niggas, I ain’t braggin | 
| FUCK killin blacks, I’m down for toe taggin Grand Dragon, Grand Dragon |