Hate.

I found this on a local forum I frequent. They are music lyrics from a rapper named Kyprios. The song title is Hate and it is on the album "Say Something". The lryics are very blunt but I thought the message at the end was very good. Read entirely before you judge.


Do you know what I am? I am a nigger. That's right. The tip of my ebony pole rests between my knees so they don't knock together when I sleep on my side at night. I'm well hung like a grand wizard hanging from a telephone pole in the ghetto, because you know there's know trees in the ghetto. Know what I'm sayin? They say these fat, robust lips can barely articulate the miniscule thoughts in my tiny brain, but I can rap my fuckin ass off. Know what I'm sayin?

And I am a nigger. Do you know what I hate? I hate Whitey. Liberalistic, masochistic, conservative, preservative, republican, so love my skin. Fuck the democratics who give me my automatics, and the aristocratic autonomy who see the melanin in me as a felony. 1-3yrs for thievery, nigger they're calling me. But what the fuck did you get when you stole the whole native colony? Oh, you were the lawyers and the judges; you read the Tom Saywers and the Huck Finns. Hate me, segregate me, threaten to kick me out of the country, but who stole me the fuck in? Fuck skin. I don't see any black on your green. To me, it's white dollars. Ten to life = 6 months to three years if you got those white collars. America: Land of the jailed, home of the slave. I hate Whitey.

Do you know what I am? I'm a whitey. Do you know what I hate? I hate those Chinks. They can only have one child in their country so they come to my country and have fifteen kids , so they can take over and it'll be their country. It used to be China town, and now it's Chinky city, and I'm afraid the new second language is going to be calculus. Dicks as big as grains of rice, tooth floss to blind them, deep fried cat is the specialty every night. It's chinks, nips, gooks, spooks, yellow skinned bastards, I fucking hate chopsticks!

Do you know what I am? I am a chink. Do you know what I hate? I hate those Paki's. Red dot on my head, do you want a somosa? Do you really think that the smell of body odour and curry in your cab is a pleasing offering to Alah? Oh no, two all beef patties, special sauce, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun for you? Oh ya, I forgot that cows are gods and you can't eat them.

Do you know what I am? I am a paki. Do you know what I hate? I hate those Jews. They don't believe in Jesus, but instead an eight day miracle of oil and get an eight day Christmas. Happy Chanukah! I hope the next time you shout mozzletov that it's a molotov cocktail and you say hi to Hitler in hell.

Do you know what I am? I am a Jew. Do you know what I hate? I hate those Spics. Chinga tu madre pendeho. This is for la Razzah and all the ones who could run, jump, swim, or successfully border cross to my country.

But do you know what I'm not? I am not a spic, I am not a Jew, I am not a paki, chink, whitey, or a nigger. I'm Racism, and I don't discriminate. I hate you all equally. I hate Hatred for hating me, because I am hate manifest. You french kissed me and I left those words on your tongue. And I spread easy, so pass the hate.

Do you know what I am? I am Hate. I put the scars on your back, I put you in the oven, I dropped the bomb on your country, and I put those words on your tongue. You wanna stop me? You're too fucking stupid to stop me. I'll even tell you how to stop me, and I'll bet you can't......

Well what are you waiting for? Gimme some love.