Lyrics:
Sitting on the porch with a buncha porch monkeys
Stumbling and mumbling passing blunts
I don't even smoke, but tonight I'm chief keefin
And I'm drunk
monkeys
Give em what they want E
Show em that you're black (Ah)
like them other porch monkeys
Okay okay okay okay okay, I lied
I said I’m not a rapper,
Uncle Sam to help us out?
We ain't nothin' but porch monkeys
To the average bigot, redneck honky
You say comin' up is a must
But before we can
[Voice in Background]
Look at the little porch monkeys fuckin jiggaboo
[Master P talking]
My ancestor Kunta Kinte said
We come
a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly fucking us up
Thats why we’re buck wild
Call me porch
wanna be)
Be, be-fore we came to this country
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys
There was empires in Africa called Kush
Timbuktu, where
to be more, I'm over they heads
Like a bulimic on a sea-saw
Now that's 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time
Nasty Nas that
Y'all gonna bow homes,
wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be)
Be, be-fore we came to this country
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys
There was empires in Africa
a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly fucking us up
Thats why we’re buck wild
Call me porch
a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly fucking us up
Thats why we’re buck wild
Call me porch
be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be)
Be, be, 'fore we came to this country
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys
It was empires
Taught em more metaphors that's better than yours to porch monkeys who were originally corporate flunky's who work in the modern field for evil money.
the plot
Now what they gonna do when they be porch monkeys
Start moving round here with their Porsche money?
How does it feel?
Thought I was urkel
I’m flat
the ones who call us apes and porch monkeys
Maybe that's you hairy standing on your porch homie
Oh wait that's rednecks calm down I ain't say anything
day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!
Watch me clap to this!
We went from niggas to porch monkeys, to negroes, to blacks, back
I don't actually hate black people
Shocker I know
Nigga-boo jiggaboo colored, coony, white porch monkey
Brown baboonie
Melon muncher, chicken bone
not a porch monkey
Dirt road and gravel, anywhere you travel
Mechanic is the sheriff is the judge with the gavel
Everybody cousin, cuz everybody kin
Zaee Killa
That nigga
Meditating as I'm working on my inner Jigga
Seat filler
The porch monkey turning to a gorilla
Young niggas can't rap
I'm
Yeah
Wooo
I love niggas
Cause niggas is me
(Hahahahaa)
Yeah
All My niggas
Jiggaboos
Coons
Spooks
Porch Monkeys
Tar Babies
Whatever they want to call
me!
Into Newmarket. Now let's take a walk
As I put on my Loc's like I was cyclops
Let me take you to my part. Where we just hang like porch monkeys
6
From porch monkey to book junkie
Markie Tarantino is the man from Kansas City
Yeah i went from hand me downs to rocking my tour hoodies
Lyrically
up so we can figure it Out listen,
Darkie, Jigaboo, Coon, Spade, and Porch Monkey
Hard R nigga, Spear Chucka, and Jungle Bunny
Just some of the terms
the truth Europe is Black stoop
We king porch monkeys
What you don't believe it?
Go and read it
A Hue, A Hue-man, A Hue-man, you can see it
on white chocolate
Porch monkey want Porsche money
Time to eat I`m talking pork hungry
Collard green juices and bar b qing
Im an artiest meta human
She a bad
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