I’m saying stic … picture me dancing a jig … Doing my best jigger boo …. Trying not to commit to nigger ..phew … Dodging the hate spew … From the faithful … In the vestibule … Young black man …invested a few … Moments of his time … in the community … enlightened all colors …yet others don’t give me immunity… I heard it roll off they lips … sucka nigga … Fat Nigger … Black nigger Nukka ..once you spit it remember you can‘t take it back nukka … but understand when I rhyme on the mic… I’m THAT nigga … that your kids recite … Better than the alphabet … so Yuuulllle ! Crank that Zin … in ya decks.. Fuck nah ….
I brawl with authors … trade secrets with illustrators Spar with fathers … but never lend tools to neighbors You fools you made them … On youtube you viewed and played it … So You ’think you own the rules to change ’em Jigga! … by who’s sir do you name ’em …Boo! … These lyrics scare mainstream listeners … till they calling you…
Nigga! ….what’s my mother fucking name … Nigga! And who I’m posting with huh?! …mo Niggas!