[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***as and blacks
See, n***as are followers, blacks normally lead
N***as call blacks white washed soon as they on the scene
And the things about n***as, you can’t tell ‘em nothin’
Cuz they know every goddamn thing about something
See n***as 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***as are attracted to n***as
Blacks are attracted to intelligence they don’t care what the skin is
See n***as use they skin as a crutch
As an excuse to be lazy as fuck
Not to get off of they butt
N***as 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***as
If they acting like a n***a then you call they ass a n***a
This goes out to all my whites and non-n***as
If they acting like a n***a then you call they ass a n***a
This goes out to my Latins and non-n***as
If they acting like a n***a, you call they ass a n***a
This goes out to my Asians and non-n***as
If they acting like a n***a, you call they ass a n***a
[Verse Two]
See n***as believe in god, black people don’t
N***as ignore evidence that black people won’t
N***as believe in god, black people don’t
N***as 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***as have kids, don’t take care of ‘em
N***as talk shit about black people because they scared of ‘em
N***as get mad ‘cuz non-n***as use the word n***a
As soon as they get finished using the word n***a
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***as will smile now and cry later being stupid
Blacks will respect us, wonder why it’s taking so long
N***as will call me an Uncle Tom for making this song
Blacks strive for better, a better life and better living
N***as spend they whole lives trying to be better n***as
A n***a calls himself a real n***a, everyday
A black stays humble and learns from his mistakes
A n***a is never wrong and expects every break
A black knows that life ain’t free, do what it takes
A n***a think the world owes him
Just because he’s a n***a 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***a 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***a 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***a 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***a
And he’s fine being a n***a
So when he dies don’t trip, it’s just one less n***a
[Hook]