Rucka Rucka Ali - I Don't Like White People (Dead and Gone Parody) lyrics

(Speech on TV) We are going to exterminate white people Because that, in my estimation, is the only conclusion I have come to We have to exterminate white people off of the face of the planet; To solve this problem (Applause) (Hook) Ohhh (Heeeey!) I just don't like white people (People) The Bible says they're evil (Evil) If honkeys wanna go, let's get it on (Let's get it on) Ohhhh (Heeeey!) They be always jockin at the mall (The mall) Sippin mochachinos ('Chinos) Can't we all get along? Hell no (Verse 1) Have you ever wondered why white men can't jump? They too busy drivin around on mopeds, gopeds Drivin a damn Ford Focus Sittin in the crib with they kids playin Go-Fish Gold fish and golden retrievers I can't believe these idiots still wear Reeboks Reba gets these retards off We should keep them locked up with some coffee They love (coffee) It's always (coffee) They watch Oprah Winfrey often They all Mormans They all call up Dr. Laura and ask her stuff They play golf with sun-tan lotion And they all got they shirts tucked in They all wear suspenders and they got bow-ties under they chin They can not dress They always stress "I need my pills cause I'm depressed" White girls always have fake breasts Like they feedin saline to they kids They drive hybrids, they listen to Kiss They get they movies from Netflix They all so rich, I say we jack 'em They got no rhythm, but they square dance Maybe crackers wouldn't s** at sports Spend less time at the Starbucks With the quarts of coffee, private plays And gettin gay with the Facebook page I don't like white people, on the real Whites been gay, that way for years Watch how we find out where they live And bust through a window into they cribs (Hook) Ohhh (Heeeey!) I just don't like white people (People) The Bible says they're evil (Evil) If honkeys wanna go, let's get it on (Let's get it on) Ohhhh (Heeeey!) They be always jockin at the mall (The mall) Sippin mochachinos ('Chinos) Can't we all get along? Hell no (Verse 2) Jesus; Black! Ronald Reagan; sold crack! Did we pay him? f** that! That n***a got jacked! Get the facts instead of askin crackers for answers Put some pads on and get a bus pa**! We the ones that be always harra**in They the ones we should all be blastin Up in Aspen, in a mansion Can't dance cause they got no fashion And these a** holes at the back row They all so white we could call them Casper I come back for them ba*tard crackers Hey Barack, can we blow up Alaska? Can we roll up to the Nascar With the a** on the la**os and cash all them a**holes Let me talk in a way that you crackers can understand! Hello there, I wear blue-jean pants I own three dogs and thirteen cats I keep my children away from rap I get all my clothes at The Gap I've lived in a condo most my life Every now and then, I beat my wife Her name's Linda, my name is Todd Have you seen my fishing rod? (Hook) Ohhh (Heeeey!) I just don't like white people (People) The Bible says they're evil (Evil) If honkeys wanna go, let's get it on (Let's get it on) Ohhhh (Heeeey!) They be always jockin at the mall (The mall) Sippin mochachinos ('Chinos) Can't we all get along? Hell no (Outro, white guy talking) Ohhh, hello W-w-what are you doing here? You guys making a hippity hop song? Cool, very cool My children love that sh** You know, I love hippity hop Can I get on this song? I've always wanted to get on a hippity hop song But my wife, my wife She-she's afraid of black people It's not that they're black It's just the color of their skin that scares her You know, it's like my father always used to say "Don't hate the cracker, hate the race" [Lights get clapped off] Guys? Why are the lights off? I can't see you.... cause you're black [Punching sounds] Oww, ohh my head Do I taste blood? That really stings, I've never been stabbed before W-w-what's that? Is that a...? [Gun gets co*ked] Oh yeah, it definitely is