I Don't Like White People - Rucka Rucka Ali

[Intro]

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

Ohhh (Hey!)

I just don't like white people (people)

The Bible says they're evil (evil)

If honkies wanna go

Let's get it on (lets get it on)

Ohhh (Hey!)

They be always jockin' at the mall (the mall)

Sippin' mochachinos (chinos)

Can't we all get along

Hell no

Hey yo,

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 a crib with they kids playin' Go Fish!

Goldfish and golden retrievers

I can't believe these idiots still wear Reeboks

Reba get's these retard off

We should keep them locked up with some coffee

They love coffee

It's always coffee

They watch Oprah Winfrey often

Dale Mormon

They all call up Dr. Lora and ask her stuff

They play golf with suntan lotion

And they all got they shirts tucked in

They all wear suspenders

And they got bowties under they chin

They cannot dress

They always stress

"I need my pills 'cause I'm depressed"

White girls always have fake breasts

Like the feedin saeline till' they kids

They drive Hybrids

They listen to

They get they movies from Netflix

They all so rich

I say we jock 'em

They got no rythm but they square dance

Maybe crackers wouldn't suck at sports

Spend less time walkin into Strarbucks with quarts of coffee

Private Plays that are gettin' gay with the Facebook page

I don't like white people on the real

Whites been gay, they wait for years

Why can't we find out where they live,

And bust through a window into they cribs

Ohhh (Hey!)

I just don't like white people (people)

The Bible says they're evil (evil)

If honkies wanna go

Let's get it on (lets get it on)

Ohhh (Hey!)

They be always jockin' at the mall (the mall)

Sippin' mochachino (chino)

Can't we all get along

Hell no

Jesus, black

Ronald Regan, sold crack

Did we pay 'em? Fuck that

That nigga got jacked

Get the facts and ask them crackers for answers

Put some pants on and get a buss pass

We the ones they be always harassin'

They the ones we should all be blastin'

Up in Aspen

In a mansion

Can't dance cause they got no fashion

And these assholes at the bash brawl, they all so white we could call them Casper

I command for them bastard crackers

Hey Barack, can we blow up Alaska?

Could we roll up in the NASCAR with the assholes who assholes attach all them assholes

Let me talk in a way you crackers could 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'd beat my wife

Her name is Linda

My name is Tod

Have you seen my fishing rod?

Ohhh (Hey!)

I just don't like white people

The Bible says they're evil (evil)

If honkies wanna go

Let's get it on (lets get it on)

Ohhh (Hey!)

They be always jockin' at the mall (the mall)

Sippin' mochachino (chino)

Can't we all get along

Hell no

Oh, he-he-hello

Wh-wh-what are you doing here?

You guys makin' a... hip-hippity-hop song?

Cool, very cool

My children love that shit!

Oh, you know, I love hippity-hop

Hey! But can I get on this song?

I-I've always wanted to get on a hippity-hop song

But-But my wife... my wife she, she's afraid of black people

I-it's not that they're black

It's just the color of their skin that scares her

And, you know, it's like my father always used to say

Don't hate the cracker, hate the race

*clap, clap*

Guys? Wh-wh-why are the lights off?

I-I can't see you...'Cause you're black

*punching sounds*

UGH!

AWW!

OH!

OH!

OH!

Oh, my-my head!

Do I taste blood?

That really stings!

I've never been stabbed before!

W-w-what's that?

I-is that a...

*Cocking Gun*

Oh, yeah, definatley is