I'm Not Racist Lyrics

I'm Not Racist - Joyner Lucas

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With all due respect, I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel

Screamin' "Black Lives Matter," all the black guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills

Yellin' "Nigga, this" and "Nigga, that"

Call everybody "Nigga" and get a nigga mad

As soon as I say "Nigga," then everyone react

And wanna swing at me and call me racist 'cause I ain't black

Well pound that then, talkin' about slavery like you was around back then

Like you was pickin' cotton off the fuckin' ground back then

Like you was on the plantation gettin' down back then

Aight, look

I see a black man aimin' his gun

But I'd rather see a black man claimin' his son

And I don't mean just for one day and you done, I mean

You still trapped in a rut

I work my ass off and I pay my taxes for what?

So you can keep livin' off free government assistance?

Food stamps for your children, but you're still tryna sell 'em for some weed and some liquor or a fuckin' babysitter

While you party on the road 'cause you ain't got no fuckin' goals

You already late; you motherfuckas needa get your damn priorities straight, way

It's like you're proud to be fake

But you lazy as fuck and you'd rather sell drugs than get a job and be straight

And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate? Fuck outta my face!

You can't escape problems

You can pray for some change but can't break a dollar

Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald

"They fuck the world with a Make America Great condom"

My voice been back

I'm not racist, my sister's boyfriend's black

I'm not racist, my sister-in-law's baby cousin Tracy got a brother and his girlfriend's black

My head's in the cloud

Heard there's not enough jobs for all the men in your house

Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out

Or maybe we should send 'em all to the ghetto for now; I'm not racist

And I never lie, but I think there's a disconnect between your culture and mine

I worship the Einsteins, study the Steve Jobs,but you ride 2Pac's dick like he was a fuckin' god, oh my god!

And all you care about rappin' and stuntin' and bein ratchet, and that's the nigga within you

Music rot in your brain and slowly start to convince you, then you let your kids listen and then the cycle continues

Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks, blame it on everybody except for your own race

Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids, and just blame it on white citizens—same with the vice president

Bunch of class clowns

Niggas kneelin' on the field, that's a flag down

How dare you try to make demands for this money?

You gon' show us some respect, you gon' stand for this country, nigg-er!

I'm not racist, I'm just prepared for this type of war

I heard Eminem's rap at the awards, who's he fightin' for?

Y'all can take that motherfucker too, he ain't white no more

It's like you wanna be so famous, you'll do anything for attention and a little payment

I can't take you nowhere without people pointin' fingers

Pants hangin' off your ass, you ain't got no home-trainin'

Put your fuckin' pants up, nigga!

Put that suit back on!

Take that do-rag off!

Take that gold out your mouth!

Quit the pitiful stuff and then maybe police would stop killin' ya, fuck!

Yo, what the fuck!?

I'm not racist, it's like we livin' in the same buildin' but split into two floors

I'm not racist, but there's two sides to every story—I wish that I knew yours

I wish that I knew yours

I'm not racist, I swear

With all disrespect, I don't really like you white motherfuckers, that's just where I'm at

Screaming "All Lives Matter" is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that?

And that's one war you'll never win

The power in the word "Nigga" is a different sin

We shouldn't say it but we do, and that shit's what it is

But that don't mean that you can say it just 'cause you got nigga friends

Nigga, that word was originated for you to keep us under

And when we use it we know that's just how we greet each other

And when you use it we know there's a double meaning under

And even if I wasn't picking cotton physically

That don't mean I'm not affected by the history

My grandmomma was a slave, that shit gets to me

And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you pussy nigga!

I'm sorry you can never feel my life

Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright

It's hard to elevate when this country's ran by whites

Judging me by my skincolor and my blackness

Tryna find a job but ain't nobody call me back yet

Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet

You crackers ain't slick, this is all apart of your tactics

Don't talk about no motherfucking taxes, when I ain't making no dough

You think you know everything, but you don't

You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know

Tryna steal black culture and then make it your own, woah

Fuck, I'm exhausted, I can't even drive without the cops tryna start shit

I'm tired of the systematic racism bullshit

All you do is