Fuck Rodney King in his ass

When I see tha mothafucka I'ma blast

Boom in his head, boom, boom in his back just like that

Cause I'm tired of you good little niggas

Saying increase the peace and let the violence cease

When the black man built this country

But can't get his for the prejudiced honky

Rodney King, god damn sell-out

On TV crying for a cop

The same mothafuckas who beat the hell outcha

Now I wish they would've shotcha

Cause this shit is deeper than Vietnam

And ain't no room for the Uncle Tom

Let the white man dress you up and mess you up

I wouldn't be suprised if he sexed you up

Cause you look like a gay

Letting them white folks tell you what to say

But I'm glad that niggas stayed out of check

Cause that's the only thing rednecks respect

We don't want your welfare checks

Nigga need a real job to buy a rolex

And until we get it, we gonna keep throwing them things

Fuck Rodney King!

Fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em

Fuck that nigga!

Fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em, fuck'em

Now the Negro National Anthem:

"We shall overcome...we shall overcome..."

Fuck all that singing

I'ma be too busy swinging

That's the problem with the black folks

Always wanna bust a note

And hold hands and form rallies

And down niggas for fighting back in Cali

I'm down with the niggas who's nexting

Fuck all that god damn protesting

So don't try to pull it

5th Ward niggas fight bullets with bullets

Right between the eyes

So you can keep your mothafucking Noble Peace Prize

I said fuck R