Sha Stimuli - The N Word Song lyrics

[Hook]: n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a I try not to say it but I feel much bigger n***a n***a n***a n***a Oprah please pardon us But “Where my brothers at?” doesn't sound hard enough So n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a please n***a n***a n***a it comes out with ease So I keep sayin' it guess I gotta figure You can look like my brother but I call you my n***a [Verse One]: sh** Martin Luther King who? I ain't sayin son ain't do what he had to do But we took the word and we made the sh** cool That n***a got me a day off from school So I rocks wit him for that, besides that its a wrap Y'all n***as don't gotta live where I'm at Back in the days it was white verse black Now its red verse blue, now its us verse crack They was hangin and lynchin my people in old times Now you hang on the bench and get shot by ya own kind If tomorrow morning the world would go blind We would still be n***as inside of our own mind So I don't see racists less we runnin from the cops And I don't see makin it nowhere past my block So I'mma hold my corner wanna take it come try My n***a I'll be a n***a til the day that I die [Hook]: n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a I try not to say it but I feel much bigger n***a n***a n***a n***a Oprah please pardon us But “Where my brothers at?” doesn't sound hard enough So n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a please n***a n***a n***a it comes out with ease So I keep sayin' it guess I gotta figure You can look like my brother but I call you my n***a [Verse Two]: I don't care what ya skin color is you a n***a If you eat and get sleepy you a part of my species You ever drank a quarter water? Ever got a WIC check? Come late, leave early, credit ain't fixed yet? Work for a white man, pray to a white God? Wanna live the white dream? Might seem quite odd That you upset when you hearin' this now Til you count how many times you say the word out loud Try sayin brother for a week, yo I tried to It sounded weak when I would say, “What up my dude?” Cause I be around crackers on the train And they don't ever call themselves crackers yo its strange But when we not around and they say they just playin' They'll imitate us and play the "I'm a n***a" game “What up my n***a,” says Brad to his friend Steve says. “I'm chillin my n***a,” they both grin And laugh cause they know it's so funny just to hear The word come out smooth as a term of endearment But what's even funnier is no one is near Of color cause if they was they'd be mad and they'd care But that's the same word you was callin ya self I guess it ain't funny we took off the red monkeys... And the bathing apes... This is probably the worst song I've made to date It goes... [Hook]: n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a I try not to say it but I feel much bigger n***a n***a n***a n***a Oprah please pardon us But “Where my brothers at?” doesn't sound hard enough So n***a n***a n***a n***a n***a please n***a n***a n***a it comes out with ease So I keep sayin' it guess I gotta figure You can look like my brother but I call you my n***a [Verse Three]: They say a n***a is an ignorant person We say we made the word a different version The same state we lost blacks in Katrina They try to jail six n***as out in Jena Louisiana if you not in the know Damn n***a sounds so strong when I flow I guess it's all up to me Or maybe you I'm just an emcee It's not even blocked by the FCC Ya parents never told you not to say n***a please I still remember that song by Jay-Z When he would ask who I'm rollin with and everyone would freeze And be like "My n***as" I wonder what would happen If one day he stopped sayin n***a in his raps If he can stop throwbacks, X5s and old Ranges Then maybe we can all make changes