(intro)
they think niggas are of color
niggas are behavers
there’s all kind of niggas
(verse)
too much black on black crime, nigga
that’s sum’ real we can’t think about
but that don’t give a right for a white cop
to put his hand gun out and take us out (hell nah)
i luv a lotta cool white folk
a b blonde that refuse, nigga
you can’t pull a bunch of articles of black cops
killin’ white kids on the news, nigga
(hook x2)
white boy in hip-hop, you a nigga too
racist ass cop, you a nigga too
if you eva said nigga, you a nigga too
but this is god’s house, so tell me where’s the livin’ room?
(verse 2)
gimme some racist crackers and just sit em down
lemme tell em some shit they ain’t figure our
ya lil white son in his room playn hip-hop loud
that’s my nigga now
yeah, i said, he a nigga too
you wanna kill me, you should kill him too
if this is god’s house, where’s the livin’ room?
i’m strapped and i see a white cop, should i give it to ‘im?
like fuck it, i’m the enemy
you wanna kill me and my seeds, that’s the energy
malcolm, martin and mandela is all memories
we betta start remembering, the fist keep on tremblin’
(hook x2)
white boy in hip-hop, you a nigga too
racist ass cop, you a nigga too
if you eva said nigga, you a nigga too
but this is god’s house, so tell me where’s the livin’ room?
(verse 3)
i swear to god with my right hand
most of the races is scared of the white
cuz he’ll take a farmer land and make it a white land
and the whole time the holy bible’s on the nightstand
it ain’t a black clan, it’s a white clan
why you wanna shorten that lifespan?
we made the matter, so we gotta matter
you a nigga too, you wouldn’t hear that from a lotta rappers
(hook x2)
white boy in hip-hop, you a nigga too
racist ass cop, you a nigga too
if you eva said nigga, you a nigga too
but this is god’s house, so tell me where’s the livin’ room?
