White n*ggaz (You Are Too) lyrics

You think n*ggas are colored?
n*gga's a behavior
There's all kinds of n*ggas

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Too much black on black crime n*gga
That's something real we can't fake about
But that doesn't give a right for a white cop
To pull his handgun and take us out
I love a lot of cool white folks
But be blind, I refuse n*gga
You can't pull a bunch of articles
Of black cops killing white kids
On the news n*gga

[Hook: Styles P]
White boy in hip hop, you a n*gga too
Racist ass cop you, you a n*gga too
If you ever said n*gga, you a n*gga too
But this is God's house so tell me
Where's the living room?

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Give me some racist crackers and just sit 'em down
Let me tell 'em some sh*t, that they ain't figured out
You're little white son, in his room playin' hip hop loud
That's my n*gga man
Yeah I said it, he a n*gga too
You wanna kill me? You should kill him too
If this is God's house, where's the living room?
I'm strapped and I see a white cop
Should I give it to him?
Like f*ck it, I'm the enemy
You wanna kill me and my seeds, that's the energy
Malcolm, Martin and Mandela, it's all memories
Better start remembering, the fist keep 'em tremblin'
[Hook: Styles P]

[Verse 3: Styles P]
I swear to God with my right hand
Most of the racists are scared of the white man
Cause they'll take a foreign land and make it a white land
And the whole time the bible's on the night stand
It ain't a black clan, it's a white clan
Why you wanna shorten our life span
We made it a matter, so it got to matter
You a n*gga too
You wouldn't hear that from a lot of rappers

[Hook: Styles P]

We all need to live!
We matter! We muthaf*ckin' matter!
Our lives matter! Our kids lives matter!
n*gga!