I Hate The Word

[Hook] I hate the word 'nigga.' I'll blow up the show, bruh I hate the word 'nigga.' I'll blow up the show, bruh I hate the word 'nigga.' I'll blow up the show, bruh And put a knife to who was first to say the word 'nigga.' [Verse 1] You're allowed to slap me if I ever say the word 'nigga' Cuz real talk I hate the word 'Nigga' Don't appreciate the man wo created the word 'nigga.' Real talk, I also hate the world with it A nigga is a living contradictory statement They take their lovers and they call the haters They say they're real niggas, but really their fakers Instead of buying goods, they'll take that check and buy a chain How bout you save that for college and buy your brain But it seems the ordinary nigga would rather pay for brain Filled with unfulfilled ambitions Creating the most in question of traditions [Hook] [Verse 2] The meaning of the word has been changed It's no longer used for hate. No longer used to discriminate But when it is, you know the abuser is a lame racist Or a black man fed up with the same statement Nowadays, a nigga is someone that you're cool with Grew up in the same hood or went to the same school with? Never Ignorant. Getting goals accomplished That's how you know a nigga went to college Or they never were a nigga in the first place In my eyes those guys should end up first But in this race, everyone finishes last Cuz they're trippin on the past and fallin on their ass [Hook] [Verse 3] Who's this? Nigga, he's a killer. Nigga killer Killin his own niggas wit no feelin Just appealed bad women. Says this has cash in it Money don't need to be clean, just throw and extra rag in it That's a shame ain't it? Nah that's the game ain't it? So you rap too? Or you a saynga (singer) aintcha? And you the best cuz you got bars. A nigga who flex and shoots for the stars And guns for the head and raps about the trap in the back Some niggas are obsessed with their bigamy And big bitches or lonely stoner niggas obsessed with their weed Some of us ain't stereotypical niggas like me I just explained to you the nigga. Or better yet, the art of niggatry I don't even hate the word.. I just hate you.. niggas [Hook] [Speech - Martin Luther King, Jr] This is what I got all those ass whoopin's for? I had a dream once It was a dream that little black boys and little black girls would drink from the river of prosperity free from the thirst of oppression But low and behold, some four decades later, what have I found But a bunch of trifling, shifting, good for nothing niggas And I know some of you don't wanna hear me say that word It's the ugliest word in the English language, but that's what I see now Niggas And you don't want to be a nigga Niggas are living contradictions Niggas are filled with unfulfilled ambitions Niggas wax and wane. Niggas love to complain Niggas love to hear themselves talk, but hate to explain Niggas love to be another man's judge and jury Niggas procrastinate until it's time to worry Niggas love to be late. Niggas hate to hurry I've seen what's around the corner I've seen what's over the horizon, and I promise you You niggas have nothing to celebrate