[Intro]
Turn your radios up
You are now allowed to listen to the radio
The real n***as are back on the radio

[Verse 1]
Uh, no slackin', no beggin', no askin', no fastin'
No disrespect to Islam nor Imam or Pastor
No answers to questions the media's askin'
Why we fight each other in public in front of these arrogant fascists?
They love it; puttin' old n***as verse the youngest
Most of our elders failed us, how could they judge us? N***as
There's verbal books published by n***as, produced by n***as
Genuine n***as, so I salute my n***as
Not mad 'cause Eminem said, "N***a," 'cause he my n***a
Wigga, cracker, friend - we all black within, okay?
We all African, okay
Some Africans don't like us no way!
A killing happened in Johannesburg, yesterday
Slain artist named Lucky Dube, hijacked
Some say NAACP, keep us sidetracked
But I don't buy that, I buy Aston Martins
Faster cars than, NASCAR cars and, sparkin' while ridin'
Critics, eat a dick! Journalists see I'm rich
With this N-word jargon I'm just startin', bitch!
[Chorus]
I'm a n***a, he's a n***a, she's a n***a, we some niggers
Wouldn't you like to be a n***a, too?
To all my kike niggers, spic niggers, guinea niggers, chink niggers
That's right, y'all my n***as, too
I'm a n***a, he's a n***a, she's a n***a, we some niggers
Wouldn't you like to be a n***a, too
They like to strangle niggers, blamin' niggers, shootin' niggers, hangin' niggers
Still you wanna be a n***a, too? True

[Verse 2]
Wake up in the morning, shake my third leg in the toilet
Uzi on the nightstand, I'm the man you go to war with
Not the man you go to war against, patience, I'll get you
If that means I can't sleep a whole year, I'ma get you
I'm official not "A-Tisket" or "A-Tasket"
I'll put you in the casket, with the biscuit or the ratchet
They smoke hibiscus, they plants or trees, advanc-ed weed
Don't forsake us, you all are fake bloods like move make-up
I flow tighter as Tootie's braces, who be hatin' us?
I be on a state bus in shackles if my .8 bust
'Cause y'all some tellers, opposite of bankers
I'm the shit for ages, my clique still real QB gangsters
Clique still movin' like Freemasons
So if I'm on the flow for the law, there's lodges all across the nation
Nas is bred for the plan, to hold the Grand
Dragon's head in my hand, come and get me, here I am
[Chorus]
I'm a n***a, he's a n***a, she's a n***a, we some niggers
Wouldn't you like to be a n***a, too?
To all my kike niggers, spic niggers, guinea niggers, chink niggers
That's right, y'all my n***as, too
I'm a n***a, he's a n***a, she's a n***a, we some niggers
Wouldn't you like to be a n***a, too
They like to strangle niggers, blamin' niggers, shootin' niggers, hangin' niggers
Still you wanna be a n***a, too? True