Joyner Lucas – I’m not racist lyrics

Joyner Lucas – I’m not racist lyrics

Lyrics I’m not racist – Joyner Lucas

With all due respect, I don’t have pity for you black niggas, that’s the way I feel
Screamin’ “black lives matter,” all the black guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills
Yellin’ “Nigga, this” and “Nigga, that”
Call everybody “Nigga” and get a nigga mad
As soon as I say “Nigga,” then everyone react
And wanna swing at me and call me racist ’cause I ain’t black
Well pound that then, talkin’ about slavery like you was around back then
Like you was pickin’ cotton off the f*ckin’ ground back then
Like you was on the plantation gettin’ down back then
Aight, look
I see a black man aimin’ his gun
But I’d rather see a black man claimin’ his son
And I don’t mean for just one day and you done, I mean
You still trapped in a rut
I work my a** off and I pay my taxes for what?
So you can keep livin’ off free government assistance?
Food stamps for your children, but you’re still tryna sell ’em for some weed and some liquor or a f*ckin’ babysitter
While you party on the road ’cause you ain’t got no f*ckin’ goals
You already late; you motherfuckas needa get your damn priorities straight, way
It’s like you’re proud to be fake
But you lazy as f*ck and you’d rather sell drugs than get a job and be straight
And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate? F*ck outta my face!
You can’t escape problems
You can pray for some change but can’t break a dollar
Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald
“They f*ck the world with a Make America Great condom”
My voice been back
I’m not racist, my sister’s boyfriend’s black
I’m not racist, my sister-in-law’s baby cousin Tracy got a brother and his girlfriend’s black
My head’s in the cloud
Heard there’s not enough jobs for all the men in your house
Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out
Or maybe we should send ’em all to the ghetto for now; I’m not racist
And I never lie, but I think there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
I worship the Einstein, study the Steve Jobs, but you ride 2Pac’s d*ck like he was a f*ckin’ god, oh my god!
And all you care about rappin’ and stuntin’ and bein ratchet, and that’s the nigga within you
Music rot in your brain and slowly start to convince you, then you let your kids listen and the cycle continues
Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks, blame it on everybody except for your own race
Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids, and just blame it on white citizens—same with the vice president
Bunch of class clowns
Niggas kneelin’ on the field, that’s a flag down
How dare you try to make demands for this money?
You gon’ show us some respect, you gon’ stand for this country, nigga!
I’m not racist, I’m just prepared for this type of war
I heard Eminem’s rap at the awards, who’s he fightin’ for?
Y’all can take that motherf*cker too, he ain’t white no more
It’s like you wanna be so famous, you’ll do anything for attention and a little payment
I can’t take you nowhere without people pointin’ fingers
Pants hangin’ off your a**, you ain’t got no home-trainin’
Put your f*ckin’ pants up, nigga!
Put that suit back on!
Take that do-rag off!
Take that guard out your mouth!
Quit the pitiful stuff and then maybe police would stop killin’ ya, f*ck!
Yo, what the f*ck!?
I m not racist, it’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’ but splittin’ the two floors
I’m not racist, but there’s two sides to every story—I wish that I knew yours
I wish that I knew yours
I m not racist, I swear.

With all disrespect
I don’t really like you white mafkas
That’s just where I’m at
Screaming all lives matter
Is a protest to my protest
What kind of s**t is that
And that’s one war you’ll never win
The power in the word nigga is a different sin
We shouldn’t say it but we do
And that’s just what it is
But that don’t mean that you can say it just cause you got nigga friends
Nigga.

That word was originated for you to keep us under
And we use it we know that’s just how we greet each other
And when you use it we know there’s a double meaning under
And even if I wasn’t picking cotton physically
That don’t mean I’m not infected by the history
My gradmama was a slave, that s**t gets to me
And you ain’t got no motherf*ckin sympathy
You p*ssy nigga
I’m sorry you could never feel my life
Tryna have faith but I never feel alright
Its hard to elevate when this country’s run by whites
Judging me by my skin colour, and my blackness
Tryna find a job but ain’t nobody call me back yet
Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
You crackers ain’t slick this is all apart of your tactics
Don’t talk about no motherf*ckin taxes
When I ain’t making no dough
You think you know everything but you dont
You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
Tryna steal black culture and then make it your own, Woah
F*ck I’m exhausted
I can’t even drive without the cops tryna start s**t
I’m tired of this systematic racism bullshit
All you do is force s**t just the s**t that I’m forced with
You ain’t know s**t about my people that’s what bothers you
You ain’t know about no fried chicken and no barbeque
You ain’t know about the 2 step or no loose change
You ain’t know about no 2 chains or no cool aid
You ain’t know
And even though the rock was half as black
You hated president Obama I know that’s a fact
You couldn’t wait to get him out, and put a cracker back
And then you gave us Donald trump and now ita pay back for that
I’m not racist
I never lied
But I notice a disconnect between you’re culture and mine
G I praise tupac like he was a fkn god
He was fighting for his life way before he f*ckin died nigga die nigga
And all you care about is money and power and being ugly and that’s the cracker within you
Hatred all on your brain
Slowly starts to convince you
Then you teach it to you’re children until the cycle continue
Blame it on Puerto Rico
Blame it Oj
Blame it on everybody except for your own race
Blame it on black niggas, and blame it on black citizens
Aim at the black business, I ain’t saying I’m innocent but
I might be any day now
Treating everybody how you want and anyway how
I swear north Korea bout to bomb us any day now
And now I’m ducking every time I hear a f*ckin plane now
S**t
You know I make a lot of sense but you just can’t admit it
When Eminem wewent against trump that was the illest
Cause even though he’s white, he let us know he standing with us
I’m not racist
But I cry a lot
You ont know what it’s like to be in the frying pot
You don’t know what its like to mind your business and get stopped by the cops
And not know if you bout to die or not
You worry about your life so you take mine
I love you and I hate you at the same time
I wish we could trade shoes, or we could change lives
So we can understand each other more but that’ll take time
I’m not racist
Its like we living in the same building but splitting at both sides
I’m not racist
But there’s two sides too every story, now you know mine
Can’t erase the scars with a bandage
Hoping maybe we come to an understanding
Agree to disagree you can have an understanding
I’m not racist.