Rucka Rucka Ali - Without j** lyrics

Yeah They call me MC Meshugana n***as walk up with some pork and I'm k**in' 'em This is my street Up in Flatbush in Brooklyn Seymour Schwartz I'm a certified attorney Look me up I'm also a doctor Drink vodka on Hanukkah Me and my Schwartzes run from helicopters I'm the most lactose intolerant Gimme some cheese with my meat and I'm gonna fart I'm about five-foot-two with my shoes on Turn on the TV just to see what Jew is on Chinese food, I need to get me some coupons I eat soup with lots of balls on my conference calls All the stocks are falling I lost my retirement I pin on my yarmulke and go fight Sharpton b**h, I f** more b**hes than that Madoff boy Rucka Rucka Ali, sing the f**in' chorus, man Jew boy Posted outside, spinning your dreidel Sippin' on some grape juice Rocking that Jew gold The world just don't understand you They try to k** all of you But no one can sue ya'll Too bad, 'cause you got, all the money Catch me in my neighborhood temple where I pray God, please, let me sell some diamonds on eBay Usually I'm hungry, but now I need some money So God, please give me couple bagels and a twenty Twenty bagels with lots of cream cheese on the top Gimme couple shots of Manischewitz on the rocks It hits the spot They should of never had Hitler done the Holocaust Yo, I'm in the bakery How much does that challah cost? All across the trailer park, people hate Jews I would too, if my father was my grandfather too f** you I hate you, you anti-Semite son of a b**h If not for Jews, blue jeans wouldn't even exist We invented lipstick and the atom bomb So Lebanon could kiss they a** goodbye when we're bombing 'em Please God, let there be peace in the Middle-East for once And please let Iran bomb all these mothaf**as Jew boy Posted outside, spinning your dreidel Sippin' on some grape juice Rocking that Jew gold The world just don't understand you They try to k** all of you But no one can sue ya'll Too bad, 'cause you got, all the money Third verse could be worse than the first couple It could put you to sleep Or it could be controversial Shoot us! I'm tired of all you so-called Jewish MC's You're dumb as sh** Choosin' hip-hop over [?] s** my schmickle! f** you b**hes badder than Mel Gibson f**s sh** when he's wasted Or Louie's on stage, blamin' Jews for the slave trade I hate you I'll probably get k**ed for sayin' all this by the same guys that k**ed Malcolm X But I don't give a sh** I won't throw my people down the steps like you faygolas Can't we all be friends? Jews and blacks are so much the same We both been oppressed We both got crazy mothers And we're scared of them We both like chicken We both got weapons Jews got Jewish guilt, blacks got handguns Manischewitz got you actin' a meshugana Everybody have a happy f**in' Rosh Hashanavah Jew boy Posted, outside, spinning your dradel Sippin' on some grape juice Rocking that Jew gold The world just don't understand you They try to k** all of you But no one can sue ya'll Too bad, 'cause you got, all the money Eh, looks like we 'bout at the end of the song over here This song wasn't too bad Eh, I've heard better But look , you tried your best It's OK [?] You know how much my bar mitzvah Who sang this song in the first place? Chase? J-A-Y-S, am I right? Chase, am I sayin' it right? He's a good rapper He likes college, that's good [?]