Stereotype-Kam

锘緿on't call me ni**a, whitey... Big fat extra-crispy bucket of chicken 2 liter of pepsi-cola drinkin' a**... They say a negro ain't good for nothin' but a show Talkin' slang and walkin' with a radio Drippin' sweat on basketball courts Dominatin' but that's at all sports Or inventin' a new kind of handshake To get they picture on a box of pancake mix So I kick some hip hop And go to church sunday to hit me a flip-flop But prayin' ain't all we do, see Next we play bingo and barbecue Them days I could praise the lord and still gamble And eat more dead meet than little black sambo But I gotta hear a lot of old ladies Catchin' the holy ghost most in their 80's And I don't wanna hear no yellin' Naw, I just kick it and finnish this watermelon Cause I'm the stereotype... They think all black folks look alike We either goin' strike or hut, hut, hike Or up on the microphone makin' their neighborhood nervous So I get poor service Wherever I go they steady tryin' to put jackets on me Cause I ain't one of they fake-a** homies Naw, I'm just a negro who knows what's jumpin' So they be actin' like I'm tryin' to steal somethin' When I go to the store or out to eat Ladies start puttin' purses by they feet Pullin' a mace out they bras like one-time Waitin' on some crime For me to commit so they can unload That's how tricks get floored Y'all can't let y'all imaginations Get the best of y'all And that goes for the rest of y'all Cause I'm the stereotype... So I'm just your typical so-called african-american Back in your hair again At your door for more free Butter and cheese, please Let me take my cake-cutter And tease this buckwheat hairdoo To fit the stereotype scenario That I gave on my application Unemployment information Like moms can't find no affordable housin' How many kids she got? About thousand And everyone got a different daddy And I had to quit my job cause of my bad knees But before my injury I was fine Did everythin' from a jack to a shoeshine I was allways down to work then Until I got stretched out in the pen Now I'm the stereotype... So, yeah, i get it all from the big screen Showin' black girls hoin' at sixteen On the corner outside in the cold half-naked Ain't nothin' sacred? Cause all they know is what they seein' on daytime dramas So now they like teenage grandmas Who gotta stop they work and roll To the nurse for a purse full of birth control And that ain't so proper cause in my hood They need to cancel soap-operas Cause black females be belivin' all that That's why they fall flat So young and innocent But by the time they reach eighteen They been done went crazy, hittin' that P-I-P Every Gladys Knight with the silent E So I'm the stereotype