Be A Nigger Too Songtext / Lyric

Turn your radios up

You are now allowed to listen to the radio

The real niggas are back on the radio

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 niggas vs. the youngest

Most of our elders failed us, how could they judge us? Niggas

There's verbal books published by niggas, produced by niggas

Genuine niggas, so I salute my niggas

Eminem said nigga

Wigga,

we all black within, okay?

We all African, okay

Some Africans don't like us no way!

A killng happened in Johannesburg, yesterday

Slain artist named Lucky Dube, hijacked

N-double A-C-P

, 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 starting, bitch!

I'm a nigger, he's a nigger, she's a nigger, we some niggers

Wouldn't you like to be a nigger, too?

To all my kike niggers, spic niggers, guinea niggers, chink niggers

That's right, y'all my niggas, too

I'm a nigger, he's a nigger, she's a nigger, we some niggers

Wouldn't you like to be a nigger, too

They like to strangle niggers, blamin' niggers, shootin' niggers, hangin' niggers

Still you wanna be a nigger, too? True

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'mma 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

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