This ain't for Y'all who y'all are Yeah you, y'all who y'all are These are our
Let's hear it, one for the on UPN 9 and WB Who Massa' on TV, what ever happened to Wheezy? The Red Fox's? Never got but were real to me Let's hear it, two for the who do cartwheels 'Cause said they played they parts well
Now they claim caviar, hate oxtail Lambda Sigma Phi on lapel Whitey always tell him, "Ooh, he so well" Are you the one we look to, the Negro? The acceptable Negro, hell nah but say, "These are our heroes"
Uh, Massa to breed us to be bigger to go play Athletes of today in the NBA, make me But there's somethin' they say gettin' accused for abusin' white pussy From OJ to Kobe, uh let's him Tobe he played his life cool just like Michael
Now he rock ice too just I do Yo, you can't do better that? The clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat? Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had back Yeah, you the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you You turn around then you shit on
Who knew, Mr. Goodie-Two-Shoes He love a little crack, got enough cash Little kids with they bus who look up to you To do something for the youth, spoof But you let them use you as an They would rep, but our heroes got hands full
hear it, one for the coons on UPN 9 and WB Who 'Yes Massa' on TV, ever happened to Wheezy? The Red Fox's? Never got Emmy's but real to me Let's it, two for the spooks who do cartwheels 'Cause they said they they parts well
Now they caviar, hate that oxtail Sigma Phi badge on lapel Whitey tell him, "Ooh, he speak so well" Are you the one we look to, the decent The Negro, hell nah but they say, "These are our heroes"
You Homey The Clown, bow tie, apple pie, Bo But we love Bo Jangles, we what he came through But what's your excuse, You talk Black But your album sound like you give your for a plaque You don't ride for the facts like um, say You don't know what you feel, y'all too
Election done came and went, y'all so hard for it Huh, and in the end we all got These are our heroes, thanks a lot public school still rot Still harassed by cops, snitches on Sellin' they peoples out some real folks clout
Smiley, Michael Eric Dyson Stokely Carmichael, try to be like them Nicky Giovanni poetical female Jim to the people who sing well from Fela to Makeba
The mirror says you are the next leader So don't be, acceptin' new 'We are the records These pickaninnies get with anything to records 'Cause it's to be the conscious MC But next year, who knows what we'll Ha-Ha, are our heroes
hear it, one for the coons on UPN 9 and WB Who 'Yes Massa' on TV, ever happened to Wheezy? The Red Never got Emmy's but were real to me hear it, two for the spooks who do cartwheels 'Cause they said they played parts well
Now claim caviar, hate that oxtail Sigma Phi badge on lapel Whitey always him, "Ooh, he speak so well" Are you the one we look to, the decent The acceptable Negro, hell nah but say, "These are our heroes"
Yeah, I wanna a special shout out to the y'know The crew doin' they thing out there reppin' us Big up to Woods, yeah, ya don't stop Big up to Cuba Gooding Jr. y'know, yeah, Tay what up my nigga? Yeah, ha ha And you don't quit and ya don't quit, and ya don't and ya don't quit
yeah, what you doin' for the hood though homie? What you doin' for the hood, man? Look at all that Drivin' like a playboy in my hood type of shit is that? I'm outta here
Please, excuse me, excuse me, let me get to my limousine I'm outta here, I know, I got a plane to And I love you back, ha ha, yeah And I'm outta here, a-ha ha,
Come on nigga, give back to the motherfucker