Nana Kwabena - White N*ggas lyrics

Jidenna, our people say some men draw a circle around themselves Other men draw a circle around their family Mmhmm Then there are also men who have decided to draw their whole circle around their kinsmen, their tribe Are you getting me? Mm? What the greatest men, like your uncle, we draw our circle around the circumference of the entire world Say if you and your wife, Madeleine, were treated just like mine All of the anchors on ABC Nightline Would speak about white crime We'd see videos every night of handcuffed white boys In the nighttime Hope you know how to fight crime 9-1-1's no longer your lifeline That's a ticket to a cell White n***a I wish you will 'Memba neva kiss and tell Or take a sip from the snitchin' well And you will miss the Zinfandel The lawns and picket fences Soccer moms and Christmas presents Goodbye to Martha's Vineyard You in a rougher spot here Reflect on how you got there The law had you in cross-hair Stop and frisk get kids playing street hockey in the cross gear Son was barely even selling With money returns the whole suburb will brand him as a felon Can't get no job he can't vote Family name's a shame though he was targeted We force him to take the blame as all the blacks just walk past With their yoga mats, eating their kale Like all's well in the cul-de-sac White n***a (White n***a) White n***a (White n***a) White n***a (White n***a) White n***a, white n***a (White n***a) Bribes and quotas driving the soldiers to hara** 'em Last week of the month They seeking the young Sweepin' em up in the wagon And in the subway Everyday White girls arrested at random Conflict of appeals Mother be poppin' Told me she never gaggin' Her life is laggin' Wifey has been quite antagonistic Titties saggin' Kids are naggin' Acting like some b**hes "Do some dishes or something!" Husband used to do them, yeah But he's rarely there Got various business affairs Busy with affairs And she's got her would-be career Percocets are near Some dry gin or vicodin She could have predicted that the feds would come For her just like for him But she was addicted The biggest fiends today are white women Middle aged, middle cla** As you know, twas the same When they blaze Opium back in Jim Crow Okie doke, smokey smoke And she need that dopey dope Just to cope But they'd rather see her in those orange clothes Where's the hope for the White n***a (White n***a) White n***a (White n***a) White n***a (White n***a) White n***a, white n***a (White n***a) They found you out They surround your house They caught you while you were naught Down for the count And now they coming for ya Make sure you hide your daughter Her skin is light, her eyes are blue And plus her hair is blonder They're known for k**in' those children And they'll just get acquitted Claiming the girl was armed Though they know damn well she isn't That's why some girls are picking up the heat And that leads to all the white-on-white crime flooding the streets Suddenly, there's a [knock, knock, knock] Columbia Police, search warrant! Columbia Police, search warrant! [knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock] Kick it down They kick in the door Knocking over your golf clubs Popping your dog up in the mug Spilling your Napa Valley wine all over all your Persian rugs Now her blood is boiling They rush her while she's flushing all her d** down the toilet White b**hes (White n***a) White b**hes (White n***a) White n***a (White n***a) White n***a, white n***a (White n***a) "What is happening?" "Search warrant. We got a search warrant, don't move." "Don't-search I don't care!" "f**! Why it gotta be like this?" "Please don't hurt my dogs, they're nice dogs" "Did you shoot -- did you shoot my dog?!" "DID YOU SHOOT MY fu*kING DOG!" "D'Oh my God!"