White Men - Rucka Rucka Ali

White men came from a ship in deep space

I looked at the DNA test, turns out they one00%

White bitch evil venom lying racists

Fuck 'em and they white problems always shooting at me

Ring, ring, call the cops and they start popping at me

Is it because your dad rich, you got Diesels

Ya avocado sandwich with some Skittles

Ya always hold me down, but you tell me relax

But homie how?

Riddle me that (get 'em Jay)

White men came from a science mistake

One escaped now billion people are slaves

Goat bangers, painted Jesus white, yeah

Ragus then nailed him to a mine craft

French homos looting and rioting

Then bend for Nazis and Vikings

Two words, get rid of all the whities

Dumb snowmen’ll be gone one day

Think I’ma break in your car?

You tryna take my cart

I bet the thot you letting drive it took her date to the park

Hey, my Cadillac’s a Pontiac

My Cognac’s aquatic

I ain’t never ever ever ever seen y’all wiggers in the projects

All my dreams is simple

A Gucci pair of jeans round my ankles

So honkey why you scared

When I’m by the ATM?

It’s okay, better give him cash than be him

White Devils came from outter eSpace

Star Treks steal melanin from my race

Next thing they tryna be like I am

Can’t dance but that ain’t ever stopped them

Press photos of my people fighting

Paid plants that the media is hiding

Trump runs the conspiracy with Biden

Trump bombs them brown and tan countries

I’ma tell you facts for a minute

Ronald sell you crack, heroin in it

White people get you high

We all supersize

We get diabetes and die

I heard that Tupac is on in it

Biggie was too black, so he didn’t

We know crackers lie

We know Pac’s alive

We know Alex Jones was right

White men great till they try to DJ

Them snakes went, added me on MySpace

Spread legs, take up half the seat on my chair

Shampoo at the hotel ain’t for my hair

Fresh grown eggs, ketogenic dieting

Dude trans with Ben Shapiro fighting

Two words, I’m sick of all the whities

All dumb, they dumb, they dumb, dumb, gay

I drum, I drum, I’m from Bombay

White come, send 'em back from far away

True words, I’m sick of all the fighting

All dumb, they dumb, but some are okay