[Intro]
What's up, bitches?
This Rucka Rucka Ali
I'd like to talk to you about some of the things that people have been sayin' about me
Such as that I am racist
Or that what my music is, is hate speech
Video hostin' sites shutting my shit down
News reports
High school principal sayin' that my shit is "probably racist"
And today, I wanna talk to you, the victims, those who have been offended
Those who got made fun of in their school because they're a different color
Or that they're a different race
Or that their from some assbackward country where kids make fuckin' shoes, or
Like one guy owns the whole fuckin' country
You know where you're from
I'd like to apologize
And announce that I'm retirin'
No more music, no more parodies
No more full n*** pictures of me
Nothin', I'm done
So if I have offended you or hurt you in any way
Please accept my apologies
Goodbye

[Verse]
Like hell, that's gonna happen
You think I sat on my ass, and got this budget so I could quit?
Fuck that shit!
Do you know who the fuck I am?
Rucka Rucka Ali
I got fans, in countries where bitches can't even drive
Bitches can't drive in any country
You sittin' there cryin'? "I got offended by it"
Yeah, well, fuck you, I'm tired of your bullshit
I just doin' my own fuckin' thing
I just holdin' up a mirror to myself
And seein' a black ass motherfucker
"Oh, but what if my kids hear it?"
Damn right, you kids gonna hear it
I am tryin' to raise a generation of patriots
[Chorus]
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Come on)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Yeah)
Bruce, you ain't gettin' paid (N***a)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Come on, kids)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Yeah)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Yeah)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Yeah)
Russia's still fuckin' gay (Yeah)