I got a message for the K.K.K. (Yeah) I'm goin out like that nigga O.J. A double murder went bloody on the pavement It's absurd but I'm that nigga that Satan sent (Yeah what you came to get?) Whitey anihilated And fuck parole them crackers been violatin (I heard.. you got a death wish) I'm just a G in the hood rollin deep dish (Y'all better peep this) I'm fin' to kill me a honkey I'm sayin 'Fuck the President, and his flunkie!' I bet' not catch you in the Dec, givin a speech Cause I'ma bust one of mine, and it'll reach See all crackers ain't shit to me Man fuck your hound and your deputy Ya dere, on some love for heat (til what?) Until I see, whitey R.I.P. (Nowwwww!) Now I'm red from the murder, left me sticky (Did you kill em?) Damn Skippy! But I ran into some problem, that was hectic (What's that?) Her husband came home, unexpected (Oh shit!) He had to respect it, the god damn Ruger I'm fin' to wreck it, cause I'm gone off sugar I shoulda have knew it, the cracker had backup He was sneaky, so I kept my fuckin Mag up But damn, I think I hear a baby cryin But fuck that shit, whitey's still dyin For lyin and keepin me in the projects It's designed, we'll always get our ass kicked But not to mention, the telephone rang (rang?) But not to mention, his wife already been slain See, whitey got me this way That's why I'm sayin fuck the K.K.K.
Dear Mr. Whitey could you please understand I'm slangin pillows just as fast as I can I'm in the cut with the mask and loaded bam I'm just a nut with cash to kill the man (repeat 2X)
Dear Whitey could you please understand I'm slangin pillows just as fast as I can I'm in the cut with the mask and loaded bam I'm just a nut with cash to kill the man See I left him in his ? dead as fuck But it was the knife to his back that left him whacked Me and Nino hit the jump from the real His wife was in the cooler, loadin the bill She had fear in her eyes, when she saw me She prayed made some eyes, and tried to claw me With them long ass fingernails Uhh, stank bitch tried to bail So I hit in her, head with my fist Everybody know I'm prejudiced What the hell, there's a hero in the lobby Tryin to help the cracker, and fuck my hobby But I'm seein em all and they carryin her back The bitch was already dead by a six pack Meanwhile, the cracker made a left I took the whole register by myself Cut the fuckin bitch head off her shoulders Threw down in the safe, over my shoulders I wish I could kill the, cousin and niece Bury em all in pieces You ask me why I live this way Man fuck the K.K.K.
Dear Mr. Whitey could you please understand I'm slangin pillows just as fast as I can I'm in the cut with the mask and loaded bam I'm just a nut with cash to kill the man (repeat 2X)
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