Frak, Nicky C, Watsky - White lyrics

[Frak, Nicky C, Watsky - White lyrics]

Just another white kid who likes
To wear flip flops, packs snacks in zip
Locks, and fucking loves hip hop
Let's get historical this is
How the story goes bout a white boy with
Soul waiting to overflow
Sean J & I were rapping, even though ya know
That they were black as night and
I was white as morning glow
And our backgrounds were from
Different postal codes
Im so white they invited me to the Maury Show
And I stood in the middle of
The stage, sandwiched by the group, looking
Like an oreo
They ask how this whack cracker be rhyming
When he blends in to the white wall behindem
I say I love words, I say I love music
So why the hell can't I combine em?
But, you could hint that I was insecure
Cuz my skin color made me a prisoner
Embarassed for my priviledge
My parents and my heritage
Hid it beneath black clothes
Arrogantly tinted it
Surpressed the white in me
Put it in a hidden file
Not the first jew swimmin down
The river of denial
On the Sat’s I had to check
The box and brand it
And my moms from peru so I
Said I’m Hispanic damn it
They asked if I rap and
It made me claustrophobic
So I said no, I’m a rhythmic poet
But then I’m freesstyling and
The crowd is whiling
And im in my flow state so time is flying
And that’s when the pigment of my
Skin is but a dam mirage
And everybody in the room began to camouflage
That’s when I realized that
Race isn’t definite
The prejudices irrelevant
I’m accepting my Melanin
I’m coming out of the darkness
And into the light
Im white and I rap and I rap and im white
White kid learns, white kid listens
White kid feels, white kid's spittin
White kid hears, white kid doubts
White kid just wants to let
You know what he's about

I'm white
I'm whiter than a San francisco mist
I'm white
I'm whiter than the inside of a fist
I'm white, I'm often mistaken for casper
And I'm often compared to Eminem and asher
I’m white
I’ll greet you with a wave and a howdy
I’m white, you need sunglasses around me
I’m white
I’m the third leading cause of blindness
And I turn to a
Tomatoe in sweltering climates
I’m so whass iite I’m a cereal killer
To get the prize at the bottom
Bring your cheerios nearer
So white I got caught for litterin’
Am I known to start beef? Ya while twitterin’
Maybe I don’t understand Wolf Gang or Wu Tang
But the spirit of the lyrics
Made my mood change
And my skin ain't too white
To feel the frequency
Cuz I speak to hip hop, as she speaks to me

I'm aware that I'm very white
But, I'm very scared of sterry-types
Because I'm white like Charlie Brown
But oddly unlike Barry White
More like Mary Kate & Ashley, I'm arian
In your forrest being white
Like the merry men strumming on a theramin
Nerdy but I'm very mean
God pumped me from a machine at a Dairy Queen
Marachino cherry on top, Sara Lee
Not the type of weenie you'd
Excpect to spit this kerosene
And I was born to white parents so
Someday I'll die a weird white death
David Caradine
Couldn't hang if you had a carabeener
Sometimes I wish I was a beaner
But the grass is always greener
When your ass is white
But, I'm not a white ladies man
But, I'm so white
That I'm practically Canadian

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