Nas - Coon Picnic (These are our Heroes) lyrics

"This ain't for everybody y'all
Know who y'all are yeah you
Y'all know who y'all are these are our
Heroes"

Let's hear it
One for the coons on UPN 9 and WB
Who 'Yes Massa' on TV
What ever happened to Wheezy? The Red Fox's?
Never got Emmy's but were real to me
Let's hear it
Two for the spooks who do cartwheels
Cause they said they played they parts well
Now they claim caviar, hate that oxtail
Lambda Sigma Phi badge on lapel
Whitey always tell him, "Ooh
He speak so well"
Are you the one we look to, the decent Negro?
The acceptable Negro - hell nah
But they say, "These are our heroes"

Uh, Massa used to breed us to
Be bigger to go play
Athletes of today in the NBA, make me proud
But there's somethin' they don't say
Keep gettin' accused for abusin' White pussay
From OJ to Kobe, uh let's call him Tobe
First he played his life
Cool just like Michael
Now he rock ice too just like I do
Yo, you can't do better than that?
The hotel clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat?
Now you lose sponsorships that you
Thought had your back
Yeah, you beat the rap jiggaboo
Fake nigga you
You turn around then you shit on Shaq
Who woulda knew, Mr goodie Two-Shoes
He love a little butt crack, got enough cash
Little kids with they bus pass
Who look up to you
To do something for the youth, stupid spoof
But you let them use you as an example
They would rep
But our heroes got they hands full

You Homey The Clown, bowtie, apple pie
Bo Jangles but we love Bo Jangles
We know what he came through
But what's your excuse, dude? You talk Black
But your album sound like you give
Your nuts for a plaque
You don't ride for the facts like um
Say Scarface
You don't know what you feel, y'all too safe
Election done came and went
Y'all worked so hard for it
Huh, and in the end we all got dicked
These are our heroes
Thanks a lot public school systems still rot
Still harassed by cops, snitches on blocks
Sellin they peoples out - some
Real folks with clout
Tavis Smiley, Michael Eric Dyson
Stokely Carmichael, let's try to be like them
Nicky Giovanni poetical black female
Jim Brown to the people who sing well from
Fela to Miriam Makeba
The mirror says you are
The next American leader so don't be
Acceptin new 'We are the World' records
These pickaninnies get with anything
To sell records
Cause it's trendy to be the conscious MC
But next year, who knows what we'll see?
Ha-Ha, these are our heroes

The crew doin' they thing out
There reppin' us hard
Big up to Tiger Woods yeah
Ya don't stop big up
To Cuba Gooding Jr y'know, yeah
Y'know tay Diggs what up my nigga yeah
Ha ha and you don't quit and ya don't quit
And ya don't stop and ya don't quit"

Homie? What you doin' for the hood
Man? Look at all that paper drivin' around
Like a playboy in
My hood what type of shit is that?"

Let me get to my limousine
I'm outta here i know, i
Got a plane to catch and
I love you back ha-Ha
Yeah yeah - And I'm outta here
A ha ha - PEACE"

Motherfucker!"