Rucka Rucka Ali - Black God lyrics

[Rucka Rucka Ali - Black God lyrics]

Look, I'm going to ask you
This one more time
Please step out of the vehicle with
Both hands above your head
You are being charged with stealing
This car for the low
Low price and APR you were given
With no payments for the
First twenty-four months
And we pay your closing costs and sales tax
With a three year extended warranty
And five free oil changes
No credit, no problem

I'm beginning to feel like a black god
Black guy
The police are bringing out all the mad dogs
Bad dog now I'm need call my lawyer
And get some tax cuts, tax cuts
The police getting their stick and
Fuck my back up
Fuck me up, I'm in jail for doing nothing
King of the Jews getting clapped
Like my dad Pac
Crucified and abused in the back lot
Accused of possession of crack rock

Now I'm living in cell block six, go ahead
Step in my office
Excuse the smell of my armpit's, nutsack
And I can't flush down my shit's
Till the shit's inspected for smuggled pills
Yo dog, it ain't my shit
It was this other guy that came
Up in here, took a dump
And there wasn't not nothing I coulda done
But I wanna find out who it was
Bring him back here to explain why
He put drugs in the bowl
Then lock him up so he
Can't go around taking
More dumps in people's homes
And giving 'em drugs
Then I'll get justice, take a
Dump in his home, just to show him that it
Ain't right that he's white
And I'm getting hooked on phonics
Bill Cosby's passing it around
You could ask him about
Attractive women that asked for a snack
Said just take half but they
Ate the whole pack
They passed out and he got
Stabbed in the back
They charged him with enlargement and attack
Sexual charging in a ratchet
The planted the evidence into his ass

I'm beginning to feel like a black guy
Black god
All my people own a pair of black socks
Track socks my hoopties blowing up and
I'm screaming Aluwakbar, akbar
When I go to heaven, that's
When I hit the jackpot, jackpot
Then God'll think that I'm
Stealing and send
Me back to the earth like dad, fuck
The truth of the truth is as a kid
I would sit there and drew tit's
Then they sent me to jail when I turned six
Maury tells me I'm telling the truth and
I'm due to have a few kids
It seems that inside of my school is a cool
Little tunnel that leads to
Twenty months to life
Can you tell me where the food is? Sweet
I'm a normal black kid
Transform through a portal fast in
To Super Cornrow but then fall back down
The portal to a trash bin
Then charged with violence and
Breaking to Oscar's
House with intention to rape him
And put under suspicion of
Stealing Ernie's television
Put us all in chains now we all in trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page on Instagram is
Brought to you by Bang
Energy, I'm the enemy of Great Satan
USA that made us slaves
Pray to Lord, send us down His favorite son
I can't take anymore
The fakest case of breaking the law
Since Michael allegedly dated a boy
What came of the struggle? Complacent soy
Boys in the basement playing toys
Masturbating to Dragon Ballz
Anime, incest porn, and Cory Chase
But now I'm training 'em all at the base to
Erase all the racism they
Were made to embrace
My friend was killed by a drunk driver
The guy got out of his car
And shot my friend in the face

'Cause I'm beginning to feel
Like a black god, black guy
The polie caught me jaywalking in drag top
Drag tie threw me in the interrogation
Room and trash talk, trash talk
They brought me Kentucky Fried Chicken
But I prefer Papeye's
I go down to the record label
And met with the Rabbi, and he's like
I can't sell this fucking record
You know why Eminem's album sold so well?
He's rapping about homosexuals and vicodin
You're yapping about fried chicken
And The Fountainhead
Go fuck yourself, faggot, get out, please
Don't slam it, thank you, come back

Nah dude man I'm Kool-Aid
I'ma go be super black somewhere
That I'm not called stupid
But I won't forget what you did
Took me to White Castle
Didn't want to hastle they're like
Oh here come that one black guy that
Like to make himself a victim
Can I get a couple legs of chicken with
Extra ketchup packets and a Newport sample
Took one bite and began to transform into
A pissed off powerful Dark Christ
Turned the Coca-Cola into black wine
And punched myself in the nuts right
Before a lady and her seventeen
Kids all burst out crying
I only really wanted lunch but I
Been fucked over enough thousand years
That if my motherfucking nuts
Might bust right now, goodnight
Just playing, I'm omnipotent, I could fly
Good luck tryna charge me with a crime
I am the law and I drunk drive
Split open the ocean so
Coastal person must die
They all go to hell for rejecting
The love of the God not a god
But the one real black man
Chosen as the bus driver
The sea is split open, I'm
Driving the bus to Atlantis
You faggot are left behind
I'm with Kobe and his daughter
They came here post-mortem
Good they never saw coronavirus or
George Floyd getting caught up
Choked up, hold up, I'm almost outta gas
Can I get a quota?
Poured a soda down the gas tank
Then I ate a gram
Of the mushrooms M&M gave that
Lady that made her crazy
Then I'm like maybe it's a dream
Simulation inside a Nintendo Sega (Sega)
Wait, is Sonic gay? (Nega)
Is Saddam Hussein okay? Is Dr Dre gay?
Am I gay? I guess, maybe wait a minute, haha
I'm white!

Uh, sorry everyone I made mad at me
I was only tryna be funny
And I wanna get along with everyone
I'd never say the word nigga unless
It was inside a longer
Sentence and was sandwiched in between
A couple several other lyrics
And you think it was a
Different word but had a
Similar aesthetic and you couldn't even
Tell I said it
Wait, shit now it says it in the subtitle
Fuck why'd I have to say it?
Now I gotta defend it
I said it just to get rid of
The anger that it gives you when
You hear the word said and you're less
Than a kettle full of melanin
Uh, I mean more not less
Than a kettle 'cause
Less than a kettle means you look like Pence
And hence you're a fucking racist and you
Look like him and shouldn't say it
I'm not racist, but I'm a fan of racism
Did I save it?

I don't like this racist black guy
Is he racist or black? I'm confused
No one really knows including me
But I'm getting used
To be treated like a coon and a Klansman
Simulta, too, s, sa, ta, fuck you
I'm tryna get up out of
This stigmatic little box tht
I'm inside of but I'm
Only falling further into, fuck
I'm still thumping the same couple
Jokes that I felt was
Real funny when I twelve and real punky
Now I'm paying the bills
Going to twelve-step meetings
Doctor's checking me for (shit)
Cancer in the butthole and his
Finger is real chubby
And now the world is different
I'm cancelled by the same exact
People that taught me that being
Punk is saying stuff that's
Real edgy and ugly but nowadays it turns out
Being punk is social justice or
Being really into Trump
Well, fuck me, I'm all by myself
It's not my fault

I'm like Peter Pan but racist, I'm based
Fly through your window at night and
Wake up your inner child
I don't wanna grow up
Hey look what you made me do Jim Davis
Watterson McGruder look what you did
I'm just like you now hey Trey, I say gay
Don't be a boomer Ruegger
Slim Shady, look I could do it too dad
I'm offensive
Are you down with me now or are you
Abandoning me like your dad did and acting
Like you never said the word faggot?
Or like some bad words are
Okay but that's it? Nah go clean? Think not
Why be a messenger of peace
When you can jihad

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