N****R lyrics

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(Luwop, what the f*ck?)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I was born in the land, born in the country
f*ck these n*ggers, f*ck these monkeys
n*gga back up, can't take sh*t from me
Your father's in jail and your mother's a junkie
Why these n*ggers gotta steal all the time?
Eating on the porks and the rinds
n*gga, grab a fork, eat the corn on the cob
Have less of them kids get more of a job
Boy, you's a n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga
I'm an ape, a monkey, gorilla (Ooh-ooh-ooh!)
Spear-chuck n*gga, I'm really a killa
Come in the night with a knife, I'm a negro hеro (Yeah!)
A n*gga, you belong in the caution tapе (What?)
Just ran a train on ya mans (Ya mans?)
Just a moon cricket and a chain
Tried to move out da projects, its in vain
The product of pushing prada through your veins (In your veins!)
It's actually a double entendre
She know black man got big di*k, just like anaconda
Big ol' booty, black b*tch anaconda
Said that I love her, but she from Rwanda (Damn!)
Damn, got a bad b*tch, I ain't hearin' a (n*gga!)
'Cause I heard she from Nigeria (The n*gga!)
Black n*gga, I can put fear in ya (n*gga!)
I was born in the land, born in the country
f*ck these n*ggers, f*ck these monkeys
n*gga back up, can't take sh*t from me
Your father's in jail and your mother's a junkie
Why these n*ggers gotta steal all the time?
Eating on the porks and the rinds
n*gga, grab a fork, eat the corn on the cob
Have less of them kids get more of a job
Boy, you's a n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga
Boy, you's a n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, you n*gga
n*gga
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