Urban Mammy
It A Life Uh Pain An Shit
Urban mammy be knowen pains
Been haven babies since she been outta her chains
Gots ta keeps duh checks a cummin
Done git one raised heah cum a nuh one
Baby daddy be off ta skoo
Ghetto college done got hims too
Finds a nutha gots ta make duh checks
Ain’t no way gonna get dis fixt
Urban mammy be knowen pains
Trudge out fo duh checks in duh poren rains.
It’s a life of pain and shit
Urban mother is aware of pain
Been having babies ever since they let her out of her slave chains
She has to keep the checks coming in
Gets one raised and here comes another one
The baby’s father is off to maximum security prison
The police have found him and arrested him too
She finds another has to make more checks
There isn’t any way she will ever get this fixed
Urban mother is aware of pain
Trudge out for the checks in the pouring rain
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Dat Muh Baby Daddy
He dun shot muh baby daddy
Jovan dun shot muh baby daddy
Tooken off in muh mommas caddy
Po leese be looken fo Jovan
Kilt aw muh peeps an now da man
Want ta put Jovan inda can
Tooken way muh fryin pan
Says caum down muh nigga mammy
Put yo baby in hims pajammies
Jovan be shot muh man so badly
Baby dun loss hims only daddy.
He done shot the father of my child
Jovan done shot the father of my child
Then took off in my mother’s Cadillac
The police are looking for Jovan
He killed all my friends and now the man…
Want to put Jovan in prison
They took away my frying pan
They said calm down ma’am
And put the baby in his pajamas
Jovan shot my husband so badly
My baby done lost his father.
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Muh Dik
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Dat Aine Mines
Wunt Me Offissa
Pu me ova says out de cah
cops be unna da seats finden muh jahs
I sez yo dat aine mines
Aine be payen no muh fuggin fines
Cop say yo dis heah yo jenkem
In da jah took aw day ta makem
Sez lookie heah muss be a duzen
I sez yo offissa, dat belon ta muh cousin
Cop sez yo who yo cousin be
Rolls muh eyes look ova at T
Sez onda groun hands bahine yo back
I be smilin he aine foun muh crack
Looken ats me yo free ta goes
Off ta da KFC on muh tippy tose.
It wasn’t me officer
Pulls me over and says out of the car
Cops are under my seats finding my jars
I say Hey that ain’t mine
Ain’t going to be paying no mother fucking fines
Cop says Hey, is this here your jenkem?
In the jar took all day to make them
He says look here there must be a dozen
I said Hey officer that belongs to my cousin
Cop said and who would your cousin be?
I roll my eyes and look over at “T”
He says on the ground hands behind your back
I’m smiling because he hasn’t found my crack
Looking at me “you’re free to go”
Off to the KFC on my tippy toes
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Fugg Eweu-Here Muh Pome
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You Gotz Some Prollembs Wit Me?
Yo-You gots some prollembs wit me muh fugga
I seez you dare looken ats me
thinken you know how I raise my chillen
What yo prollemb bitch gonna be
Once I commence ta some YT killen
Gonna make muh babies lobsta
An ain no body ghone tells me
How I raise muh babies specchly no YT
Bitch
Hey, do you have some problem with me mother fucker
I see you there looking at me
Thinking you know how I raise my children
What your problem bitch is going to be
Once I commence to some whitey killing
Going to make my babies into lobster
And there ain’t nobody going to tell me
How I raise my babies especially no whitey
Bitch
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Imo Keel Yaw Muh Fuggen Momma
Yaw Momma Dedt
Imo keel yaw muh fuggen momma dedt
Atz ryite muh fugga dedt
Cuz yall be dissen muh gawd daddy Mauten
Sayne sheeit bout sheeit and sheeit
Gonna keel yaw muh fuggen momma dedt
Affa I be raypin hur ass teachin
Whity be reechen
Gonna say impeechen
Gonna keel yaw momma dedt
An keel yaw dawg dedt too
An maybe even yaw boo
Cuzzin yaw been dissen muh brutha
Muh nigga Mauten
Who be made duh King of Luther
Momma gonna need a sutcha
Sed gonna keel yaw momma dedt
Your mother is dead
I’m going to kill your mother fucking mother dead
That’s right mother fucker, dead
Because you all are disrespecting my godfather Martin
Saying shit about shit and shit
Going to kill your mother fucking mother dead
After I have raped her ass teaching
Whitey is reaching
Going to say impeaching
Going to kill your mother dead
And kill your dog dead too
And maybe even your girlfriend
Because you have been disrespecting my brother
My nigger Martin
Who has been made the King of Luther
Mother is going to need stitches
I said I’m going to kill your mother dead
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I be innocent
Ah Din Do Nuffen
Gotz muh fubawl skawl ship
Ahm on duh feeld
Moven muh ride forgetz ta yeeld
Blue eyed devil see muh tintz
Poo me ova ax me shintz
Gimme lysnse reggie and yo momma furst born
Den looken to muh ride blowen muh horn
Sed hey nigga wut dis heah?
Foun muh dope, foun muh beeah
Now dey gotz me frun a dis glair
Say turn ta da rite look ova dare
I sez but Ah din do nuffen muh fukka
Dey sez yoo goen jail ana wayz sukka
I didn’t do nothing
Got my football scholarship
I’m on the field
Moving in my ride I forget to yield
Blue eyed devil sees my tinted windows
Pulls me over and asks me shit
Give me your license, registration and your mother’s first born
Then they search my car and blow the horn
Said hey son, what is this here?
They found my dope, they found my beer
Now they have me in front of this glare
And say turn to the right and look over there
I say but I didn’t do nothing mother fucker
They say you’re going to jail anyway sucker
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I Nose You Be Lookin’ at Dis
Sista uh Styles
I be a sista uh styles in muh clothes be tight
Pants be stickin pants be white
Ain’t no nigga saggin
see muh tail be waggin
Nose yaw lookin ad dis
Thinkin muh dik an shizz
Say yaw liken wut yaw see
Den be bringin duh KFC
yo
Sister of Styles
I am a sister of style in my clothes are tight
Pants are sticking pants are white
Is no nigger sagging
See my tail is wagging
I know you are looking at this
Thinking my dick and shit
Say you are liking what you see
Then bring me some Kentucky Fried Chicken
yes
Sports Drugs
I Be Calmin
Gibbon me da bawl I be runnin upta feeld
Gettin in muh ways ain gonna lets ya steels
Kick it out de ways makin muh points
Nigga gots they fawties, gots they weed an joints
Dat ain cuttin it fo muh seff ya see
Cuz I be calmin down wit muh KFC
yo.
I am calming
Giving me the ball I am running up the field
Getting in my way, not going to let you steal
Kick it out of the way making my points
Niggers have their forties (ozs), have their weeds and joints
That doesn’t cut it for myself you see
Because I am calming down with my Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.

I be Lectrik an Shit
I be lit up likes tymes skware
Sayin yo, stop it ova dare
Say I needs sum seerius zappen
I be juz sitten heah crappen
Fillen muh drawrs and maken some stanken
Gimme a bottle craka, I fix me sum Jenkem
Yo
I am electric and shit
I am lit up like Times Square
Sayings hey, stop it over there
Say I need some serious zapping
I’m just sitting here crapping
Filling my drawers and making some stinking
Give me a bottle, cracker, I’ll fix myself some Jenkem
Yes.

Warrior Cry
Da Zulu War Chant
Lissen heah ta da nooize I be maken
Sizzlin up in da pan like a pound a bacon
tracking on both what I uses da rong box
sayin yo muh fukka yews can sux muh cocks
Dey be cummin fum da lan an fum da sea
Looken ta grabs muh KFC
Uh Huh…
The Zulu War Chant
Listen here to the noise I am making
Sizzling up in the pan like a pound of bacon
Tracking on both what I used the wrong box
Saying hey motherfucker you can suck my cock
They are coming from the land and from the sea
Looking to grab my Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.

I duh champ
I Be Beatin yo Azz
Dis heah da champ an we ain shitten
Some whitey shorts we be hitten
Beatin dey azz nockenem out
Sayin dey shit hollerin out lout
Yo muh fukka, cumon ova heah an see
Yaw ain neva been beat by da likes a me
Yo Watamellen
I will be beating your ass
This here is the champ and we’re not shitting
Some white shorts we will be hitting
Beating their ass and knocking them out
Saying their shit and hollering out loud
Hey mother fucker come on over here and see
You ain’t never been beaten by the likes of me.
Yes, Watermelon

I be fuzzy
Chekken out muh tail
Whitey be lookin seein muh tail
Thinkin dey be payin muh bail
Gonna git sum a duh goot stuffs see
Has’n muh azz in dey face dey sees me
I do it fo a bucket of da KFC
Yo
Checking out my tail
White men are looking and seeing my tail
Thinking they will be paying my bail
Going to get some of that good stuff you see
Having my ass in their face, they see me
I do it for a bucket of the Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.

Da bugs be partyin
Enda da mumph soakin time
Mammy alway know when it be tyme
Ta set ole Luther Jamal Henerson in line
Gots his nits and bugs be flyin crazy
Waitin anudda mumph be lazy
Sista sez yo Luther yaw head be twitchin
An mammy been stompin da kitchen bitchin
Luther say sheeit it be muh hed
And any wayz, dey be fillin muh bed.
Yo
End of the month soaking time
Mommy always knows when it is time
To set old Luther Jamal Henderson in line
He has his nits and bugs, they are flying crazy
Waiting another month would be lazy
Sister says hey Luther your head is twitching
And mommy has been stomping in the kitchen bitching
Luther says shit, it is my head
And anyway, they are filling my bed.
Yes.

Wutt dat smell?
Kidz be doin dey Jenkem agin
Lawdy be when dem boyz cummin homes
bringin dey jars of sewer jones
Jenkems be stewin to da bones
Boyz be lissnen to dey P diddy Combs
We be smellin thinkin dinner yawl see
Waitin fo Tibeus and da KFC
But it Jenkem be stirrin up are appetypes
Thinkin m m m be eatins goot ta-nites!
The children are doing Jenkem again
Lordy be when are those boys coming home
Bringing their jars of sewer jones
Jenkem is stewing to the bones
The boys are listening to their P Diddy Combs
We are smelling, thinking dinner you see
Waiting for Tibeus and the Kentucky Fried Chicken
But it’s Jenkem that is stirring up our appetites
Thinking mmm we will be eating good tonight!

Jenkem Stew
Mammy dun dropt da baby
Dun dropt da baby in da jenkem stew
Ain no tellin what eyme gonsta do
Sista say mammy whens ya fillz ya jar
Betta gib dat baby somes CPR
Yo
Mommy has dropped the baby
Dropped the baby in the Jenkem Stew
Ain’t no telling what I am going to do
Sister says mommy, when you fill your jar
Better give that baby some Cardio Pulmonary Resuscitation
Yes.

Yo I swingin
Gotz me muh rackett
Swingin fumma tree swingin fumma vine
Swingin muh rackett nigga be feelin fine
Sista ta sista be swingin auda time
Swingin gonna singin gonna playin muh rhyme
Rubba balls be flyne
Dis here game be mynes an shit
Yo
I have my racket
Swinging from a tree, swinging from a vine
Swinging my racket, nigger is feeling fine
Sister to sister is swinging all of the time
Swinging, going to be singing going to be playing my rhyme
Rubber balls are flying
This here game is mine and shit
Yes.

Cummen Atcha Muh Fukkuh
Muh Bling
Muh bling be shynen like a sun
an shit
Homies be down widdit
Knucklin street fyten
nigga be byten
say shit muh fukkuh why you be singin
wishin an shit ya’ll be blingin
yo
My Bling
My bling is shining like a sun
And shit
My homies are down with it
Knuckling and street fighting
Niggers are biting
They say shit mother fucker why are you singing
Wishing and shit that you are all blinging
Yes
Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)

Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)

Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)

Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)

Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)

Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)

Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)

Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)

Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)

Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
on at 7:32 pm Comments (0)

I be swingen fumm da vines…
on at 7:04 pm Comments (0)

Obama Chimpout!
on at 2:51 pm Comments (0)

We Duz Chikkin Rite…KFC Frenzy
on at 1:49 pm Comments (0)

Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)

Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)

Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)

Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)

Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)

Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)

Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)

Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)

Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)

Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
on at 7:32 pm Comments (0)

I be swingen fumm da vines…
on at 7:04 pm Comments (0)

Obama Chimpout!
on at 2:51 pm Comments (0)

We Duz Chikkin Rite…KFC Frenzy
on at 1:49 pm Comments (0)

Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)

Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)

Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)

Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)

Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)

Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)

Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)

Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)

Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)

Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
on at 7:32 pm Comments (0)

I be swingen fumm da vines…
on at 7:04 pm Comments (0)

Sports Drugs
I Be Calmin
Gibbon me da bawl I be runnin upta feeld
Gettin in muh ways ain gonna lets ya steels
Kick it out de ways makin muh points
Nigga gots they fawties, gots they weed an joints
Dat ain cuttin it fo muh seff ya see
Cuz I be calmin down wit muh KFC
yo.
I am calming
Giving me the ball I am running up the field
Getting in my way, not going to let you steal
Kick it out of the way making my points
Niggers have their forties (ozs), have their weeds and joints
That doesn’t cut it for myself you see
Because I am calming down with my Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.
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I be Lectrik an Shit
I be lit up likes tymes skware
Sayin yo, stop it ova dare
Say I needs sum seerius zappen
I be juz sitten heah crappen
Fillen muh drawrs and maken some stanken
Gimme a bottle craka, I fix me sum Jenkem
Yo
I am electric and shit
I am lit up like Times Square
Sayings hey, stop it over there
Say I need some serious zapping
I’m just sitting here crapping
Filling my drawers and making some stinking
Give me a bottle, cracker, I’ll fix myself some Jenkem
Yes.
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Warrior Cry
Da Zulu War Chant
Lissen heah ta da nooize I be maken
Sizzlin up in da pan like a pound a bacon
tracking on both what I uses da rong box
sayin yo muh fukka yews can sux muh cocks
Dey be cummin fum da lan an fum da sea
Looken ta grabs muh KFC
Uh Huh…
The Zulu War Chant
Listen here to the noise I am making
Sizzling up in the pan like a pound of bacon
Tracking on both what I used the wrong box
Saying hey motherfucker you can suck my cock
They are coming from the land and from the sea
Looking to grab my Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.
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I duh champ
I Be Beatin yo Azz
Dis heah da champ an we ain shitten
Some whitey shorts we be hitten
Beatin dey azz nockenem out
Sayin dey shit hollerin out lout
Yo muh fukka, cumon ova heah an see
Yaw ain neva been beat by da likes a me
Yo Watamellen
I will be beating your ass
This here is the champ and we’re not shitting
Some white shorts we will be hitting
Beating their ass and knocking them out
Saying their shit and hollering out loud
Hey mother fucker come on over here and see
You ain’t never been beaten by the likes of me.
Yes, Watermelon
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I be fuzzy
Chekken out muh tail
Whitey be lookin seein muh tail
Thinkin dey be payin muh bail
Gonna git sum a duh goot stuffs see
Has’n muh azz in dey face dey sees me
I do it fo a bucket of da KFC
Yo
Checking out my tail
White men are looking and seeing my tail
Thinking they will be paying my bail
Going to get some of that good stuff you see
Having my ass in their face, they see me
I do it for a bucket of the Kentucky Fried Chicken
Yes.
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Da bugs be partyin
Enda da mumph soakin time
Mammy alway know when it be tyme
Ta set ole Luther Jamal Henerson in line
Gots his nits and bugs be flyin crazy
Waitin anudda mumph be lazy
Sista sez yo Luther yaw head be twitchin
An mammy been stompin da kitchen bitchin
Luther say sheeit it be muh hed
And any wayz, dey be fillin muh bed.
Yo
End of the month soaking time
Mommy always knows when it is time
To set old Luther Jamal Henderson in line
He has his nits and bugs, they are flying crazy
Waiting another month would be lazy
Sister says hey Luther your head is twitching
And mommy has been stomping in the kitchen bitching
Luther says shit, it is my head
And anyway, they are filling my bed.
Yes.
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Wutt dat smell?
Kidz be doin dey Jenkem agin
Lawdy be when dem boyz cummin homes
bringin dey jars of sewer jones
Jenkems be stewin to da bones
Boyz be lissnen to dey P diddy Combs
We be smellin thinkin dinner yawl see
Waitin fo Tibeus and da KFC
But it Jenkem be stirrin up are appetypes
Thinkin m m m be eatins goot ta-nites!
The children are doing Jenkem again
Lordy be when are those boys coming home
Bringing their jars of sewer jones
Jenkem is stewing to the bones
The boys are listening to their P Diddy Combs
We are smelling, thinking dinner you see
Waiting for Tibeus and the Kentucky Fried Chicken
But it’s Jenkem that is stirring up our appetites
Thinking mmm we will be eating good tonight!
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Jenkem Stew
Mammy dun dropt da baby
Dun dropt da baby in da jenkem stew
Ain no tellin what eyme gonsta do
Sista say mammy whens ya fillz ya jar
Betta gib dat baby somes CPR
Yo
Mommy has dropped the baby
Dropped the baby in the Jenkem Stew
Ain’t no telling what I am going to do
Sister says mommy, when you fill your jar
Better give that baby some Cardio Pulmonary Resuscitation
Yes.
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Yo I swingin
Gotz me muh rackett
Swingin fumma tree swingin fumma vine
Swingin muh rackett nigga be feelin fine
Sista ta sista be swingin auda time
Swingin gonna singin gonna playin muh rhyme
Rubba balls be flyne
Dis here game be mynes an shit
Yo
I have my racket
Swinging from a tree, swinging from a vine
Swinging my racket, nigger is feeling fine
Sister to sister is swinging all of the time
Swinging, going to be singing going to be playing my rhyme
Rubber balls are flying
This here game is mine and shit
Yes.
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Cummen Atcha Muh Fukkuh
Muh Bling
Muh bling be shynen like a sun
an shit
Homies be down widdit
Knucklin street fyten
nigga be byten
say shit muh fukkuh why you be singin
wishin an shit ya’ll be blingin
yo
My Bling
My bling is shining like a sun
And shit
My homies are down with it
Knuckling and street fighting
Niggers are biting
They say shit mother fucker why are you singing
Wishing and shit that you are all blinging
Yes
Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)
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Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)
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Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)
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Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)
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Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)
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Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)
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Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)
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Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)
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Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)
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Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
on at 7:32 pm Comments (0)
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I be swingen fumm da vines…
on at 7:04 pm Comments (0)
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Obama Chimpout!
on at 2:51 pm Comments (0)
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We Duz Chikkin Rite…KFC Frenzy
on at 1:49 pm Comments (0)
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Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)
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Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)
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Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)
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Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)
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Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)
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Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)
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Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)
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Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)
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Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)
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Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
on at 7:32 pm Comments (0)
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I be swingen fumm da vines…
on at 7:04 pm Comments (0)
![]()
Obama Chimpout!
on at 2:51 pm Comments (0)
![]()
We Duz Chikkin Rite…KFC Frenzy
on at 1:49 pm Comments (0)
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Wigger Nigger Wamma Jamma Abba Dabba Jabba Boon…I be He be We be See be Dobie doobie doo da day
Dum azz Y T
Bein up in muh face thinkin
watt chu been drinkin
Y T muh fuckin dumm azz dancin
Facin muh 9 chancin
Say nigga gonna fill U up
Gonna M T muh clip ‘n fil yaw cup
Gwone back to yaw momma Y T boy
I be dunn playin wich yo toy
Yo
Dumb ass Whites
Being up in my face thinking
What are you drinking?
White mother fucking dumb asses dancing
Facing my 9 (mm) Chancing
Saying the niggers is going to fill you up
Going to empty my clip and fill your cup
Go on back to your mother white boy
I am done playing with your toy
Yes.
on August 30, 2007 at 3:47 pm Comments (1)
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Nigger Art
Duz a nigga be able ta makes fire
Say muh bruthaz be primitive an shit
don’t no nuthin bout no flame
be knucklin alongz lookin wit it
keepin it real makin a name
sez yo muh fucka gimme a dollah
fill you azz with a pocket a nines
Is a nigger able to make fire?
They say my brothers are primitive and shit
They don’t do anything about any flame
They are walking along looking with it
Keeping it real, making a name
They say hey mother fucker, give me a dollar.
I’ll fill your ass with a pocket full of nine (mm)
on at 8:56 am Comments (1)
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Please Don’t Feed The Jaboonies
Tossen me some uh dat KFC
We be stahvin livin on da flies
Gotz me muh dishes, needs me sum fries
We be hungerin sick as can be
Hopin safari bring us da KFC
Pickle on muh head
Plate in muh mouf
Bitch be callin me Kwata Pounda
An shit
Toss me some of that Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are starving, living on the flies
We have our dishes but we need French fries
We are hungry, sick as can be
Hoping the safari will bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pickle on my head
Plate in my mouth
The bitch is calling me a Quarter Pounder
And shit.
on August 29, 2007 at 2:17 pm Comments (0)
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Nappy Headed Go-
-RILLA
Gimme da bawl
I be openin up muh shit
Swingin down da nabahood
Nigga be down wit it
Da man be callin us hos
Wit da napps and fros
Weeze be knowed dat silly
We ain nuthin but a pack uh gorillaz
Yo gimme muh check bitch
Give me the Ball
I am opening up my shit
Swinging down to the neighborhood
Niggers are down with it
The man is calling us whores
With the naps and afros
We know that that is silly
We aren’t anything but a pack of gorillas
Yes, give me my check bitch.
on at 5:48 am Comments (0)
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Bling Bruthas
on August 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm Comments (2)
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Weez caint stop dancin an shit
Bustin da moves
Jumpin an shit ta da beatz
niggaz be dancin in da streetz
bringin on da sistas free
carryin dey KFC
we be dancin gotz da moovz
where da gravy muh fuckahz
yo
Busting the moves
Jumping and shit to the beat
Niggers are dancing in the street
Bringing on the sisters for free
Carrying their Kentucky Fried Chicken
We are dancing, have we have the moves
Where is the gravy mother fucker?
Yes.
on at 7:34 pm Comments (0)
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Curiosity killed the white kid
Dat be gonna end yooze
Say yaw looken ats muh head
gonna be putten yaw ass ded
be yo lill Y T bitches
cummen me to gets muh bread
gibben yaw mergencee stitches
gimme yaw lunch money YT ho
be showen ya ta da doe
yo
That is going to end you
I see you are looking at my head
I’ll be putting your ass dead
You are little white bitches
Coming to me to get my money
But I will give you emergency stitches
Give me your lunch money you white whore
I’ll be showing you to the door
Yes
on August 27, 2007 at 8:05 pm Comments (0)
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Stupid Nigger
on August 26, 2007 at 6:12 pm Comments (0)
![]()
Jabba Dabba Boon!
Jammin down da courtz
maken time fo da pointz
sees muh bitch she be hoeden muh bucket
I sez yo bitch I be three pointen
you be sucken
gimme dat chickenz go round da back
bitch be havsin da heart attackz
I sez yo man ref gotz ta havin muh chickenz
given muh bitch sum deep fingah lickenz
yo
Jamming Down The Court
Making time for the points
See my bitch she is holding my bucket
I say hey bitch I am three pointing
You will be sucking
Give me that chicken and go around to the back
The bitch is having a heart attack
I say hey ref, I need to have my chicken
And give my bitch some deep finger licking
Yes
Nappy Headed Litigant
I Muh Sue Imus
I’m a sue da man
dunn hurt muh shit
Talken bout sum comdee skit
Shit be callen me an muh bitches
Ho’s an nappy headit witches
Shit he be won ug guh lee
Muh fukken pink Y-T
Getz his ass off a da air
Putz his ass in Sharptons chair
Cry juz like a litta gurl
Watch hims all kiss his ass an shit
on August 14, 2007 at 11:12 pm Comments (3)
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Jaboon Patrol
Cumminz ta gets muh ass
Dey be profilen da bruthas an shit
Crack cocaine dey tink dey git
We foolz em wit our brillyant skillz
An aw da cops we gonna killz
Shoot dem muhfukkas in dey heads
Send dem to dey mommas deadz
Datz hows da systems runz
Goin to da United Negro College Fund
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I be swingen fumm da vines…
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March 14, 2009 at 12:38 am
Nice work good decent white people,please keep up the good work!
Let’s put those sub-human beasts back to work on the farms.only this time as fertiliser.
March 14, 2009 at 5:06 am
Hi Dave. This comment ended up at the very end of the saved file from the former TOS violation shut down Jaboon Festival. Please comment on the first post to be sure to get my attention and help me realize someone is reading this stuff. It encourages me to post and update more often. White Devil? Is that you man?
June 2, 2009 at 6:23 pm
Decent white people? Content that I have seen on this site is anything but the work of decent people. I would point out that similar propaganda was used in Nazi Germany before and during WWII but it is obvious that the point would be wasted on supporters of this work. It’s a good thing that truly decent people know how to get rid of such trash just as they did during WWII.
June 3, 2009 at 1:18 pm
OK Michael…first off, you are a fucking moron to have not read the other comments explaining where to comment properly. I swear you fucking niggers are dumber than bottle caps. Secondly, any shit for brains like you who compare THIS material with WWII Nazi Germany is completely ignorant of that reference, being as you likely follow the most true model of such behavior in your nigger phony president. I allow your comment because you display your stupidity so eloquently and clearly for all my DECENT WHITE readers to see and laugh at. Next time you waste my bandwidth with your nigger babble, have the decency to make sense. And if you decide to tell me you’re not “black”, save it shitskin…I’ve heard it all before. If you’re not “black” then you are an even bigger loser deserving of all the pain niggers could ever exact upon you for your “kindness”. Even lion tamers get attacked by the animals they care for. I hope you experience that to the extreme. Fucking Dumb ass.
June 10, 2009 at 7:42 pm
Really? No response? I understand why you would pull the comment. I would too if I were you. I am sure that most people who view this blog see you for what you are but I think you have to have some following or else you wouldn’t be posting. You don’t want them to see you fumble through a response to me. By the way, the amount of bandwidth required for the text I have posted is literally nothing even on a 28.8. Just so you don’t make that mistake again. See? I can help.
June 10, 2009 at 7:46 pm
Sorry, you didn’t pull the comment. Lazy reader. Awaiting response.
June 11, 2009 at 1:17 am
If you were smart enough to realize you are commenting on a dead part of this blog you might understand better the reasons your blather goes unnoticed. You are a particularly arrogant moron. At such a point where you realize what you are commenting on and how to adequately provide an argument based on what is written here I may address your babbling in context. This is satirical poetry making fun of the typical black methods of massacring the English language while highlighting the propensity of the species to commit violent crimes and justify it through denial. You are merely too simple minded to understand the humor. Instead you attempt to project a mythical knowledge of misguided history lessons you were fed by liberal demented college professors who seized upon your vulnerable naive mind and force fed it bullshit. There is no propaganda here, just an exposure of truthful depictions of a miserably retarded species of wild animals. Any semblance of civilized humanity is only due to the poisoning of the human race with the seeds of these barbarians. The dominant genes are what force the one drop rule of the black species. But I digress. This is comedy, albeit far above the heads of misguided dumbfounded dipshits like yourself, but comedy no less. I suggest you find the beginning of this blog, and realize I update it rather infrequently. Making fun of these creatures is tedious, but dealing with idiots like you commenting on shit over a year old is even worse. And your investigative skills into the use of bandwidth to argue an off the cuff remark shows just how fucked up you are. I feel sorry for assholes like you mike. You don’t even know how to properly comment on a simple blog yet you try to argue for your intelligence. Patheitc loser. That is what you are my misguided friend. A loser.
June 11, 2009 at 3:53 pm
I really don’t care about much aside from confronting your message. You may call it humor but it is clearly a message. I find it a bit hypocritical of myself to insult you for attacking blacks as I am myself attacking some one who I recognize as inferior. Of course, my attack is valid and yours is not. I suppose you don’t agree that we murder the English language a little more with every generation. I would bet that you have never understood that the English language is a mix of many and is constantly evolving. Not a good argument to condemn a people. As far as breeding goes, prove to me that your genealogy consists of only people from one region and I might be willing to have a discussion on the subject. You might want to do some research however. My point stands valid. You generalize and attack out of fear and insecurity. In doing so you do attack bad people which I would agree with but you also hurt the innocent and so you are wrong to do so.
The fact that you think that there would be any investigation of the term bandwidth is very funny.
June 22, 2009 at 8:41 pm
What’s up hillbilly? you ever wonder why the clan wear hoods?