White Rapper

White boy
 White boy
 White boy
 White boy
 White boy
 Done deuce was the game in my ears got introduced to rap
 Stealing instrumentals off singles, Id use the tracks
 Mc groove mela man, and jeru the amaja
 Tears from the king and I was the few I had
 Practice in my room for hours, improve my craft
 By every artists album that I heard
 On the song, breaking dawn, number fourteen
 Till death do us part, wishing that I was from the fifth or the Houston bad
 A white kid from the blurbs, bumping Freeport boys
 Too much trouble to see in our squad cassette
 Up in class rppin bum sticky bum, give it gangster
 Blasting time time time for some action
 Thats when then the teacher would get mad
 And she would kick me out the classroom
 The bell rang, start a cypher in the bathroom
 Up inside the gym, took turns spitting
 Wed beat the bleacher with our hands, tryna keep the beat
 Only white dude that went to my school
 That spit, proved Im sick, and I will eat MCs, I have room
 To grow, the talent show, I rocked the vest like treach
 Miami hurricane hit while I held the mic
 Haters talking shit like who, this aint Vanilla Ice
 And I dont care if hes nice, on my life
 I dont like no white rappers
 Growing up it was tough, my family said that I sucked
 They gave up, I was just a white rapper
 But I created a buzz cuz I bust
 In the booth, I go nuts, but Im just a white rapper
 Put away that to be dope, but I know that you think Im a joke
 Cuz Im just a white rapper
 Put my heart on the stage, on the page
 But at the end of the day, Im still just a white rapper
 I was convinced Id get a deal
 My skills improved a hundred percent
 Back then, nobody had studio equipment in their crib
 I was the only one that did
 I spent my life in that basement
 On cruise road, up in eagle point
 Cops labeled it a gang house, we was doing music
 We dropped out, dreaming of being on it
 See in 31, I would go out and perform at
 Open mics, but no ones white
 No one likes to clap or give you dap
 Clubs you be scared to go inside
 Stood at a spot in the hood, 20 miles from home
 Waiting to finally hit the stage and blow their mind
 Performed for 5 people, or 20 at best
 Sending demo tapes to labels, a ton of rejects
 A ton of fake record companies execs on my talent
 They tried their best to convince me they had something to invest
 And just wasting my time, phony managers scamming us
 Girlfriend and family, the verdict unanimous
 To stop rapping you piece of shit, its not happening
 Now act white and grow up, are you tryna embarrass us
 So I told that girl bye and was back on my stride
 Rhymes kept getting better, my buzz was hard to deny
 Almost quit and when I did got introduced to the guy
 Who put me on, and he been through the same struggle as I
 The white rapper
 Growing up it was tough, my family said that I sucked
 They gave up, I was just a white rapper
 But I created a buzz cuz I bust
 In the booth, I go nuts, but Im just a white rapper
 Put away that to be dope, but I know that you think Im a joke
 Cuz Im just a white rapper
 Put my heart on the stage, on the page
 But at the end of the day, Im still just a white rapper
 Now the rap game is flooded with rappers
 From every nationality, a ton of them crackers
 The fact that I finally came up is miraculous
 Twenty years later my name is becoming established
 My album is on the rack at Best Buy
 I was at the BET awards, I was sitting right next to
 Luda and Rick Ross, but who would have thought
 I was just at Jimmy flipping chicken tenders and french fries
 I used to hate when people asked me what I do for a living
 It feels great to tell em youre a musician
 Until they ask what type of music, I tell em I rap
 Then they laugh, looking at me, they be like who are you kidding
 I be like: Google me bitch!
 They always compare us white boys to one another
 Is your music like his?
 You should be rich, freestyle, making stupid requests
 Before I made it in music I never used to have shit
 Now I got my own crib, I can afford my car
 Fans say my music helps them when theyre going through hard times
 I speak my mind even when Im going too far
 Even though a part of me agree with Lord Jamar
 We are guests in hip hop, Im appreciative
 That you finally let us in the crib
 But I busted my ass to get respect for my craft
 In interviews they never forget to mention this
 And Im just a white rapper
 Growing up it was tough, my family said that I sucked
 They gave up, I was just a white rapper
 But I created a buzz cuz I bust
 In the booth, I go nuts, but Im just a white rapper
 Put away that to be dope, but I know that you think Im a joke
 Cuz Im just a white rapper
 Put my heart on the stage, on the page
 But at the end of the day, Im still just a white rapper