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Dirty White Girl

Dirty White Girl lyrics by Dead Prez. I’m sucker free, sugar free Dairy free until we’re free Let you life with T, wanna kick with me But that bitch ain’t...

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Dirty White Girl

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I’m sucker free, sugar free

Dairy free until we’re free

Let you life with T, wanna kick with me

But that bitch ain’t never mean shit to me man

I stay away from cocaina

That’s white Jesus, I’m a non-believer

I was taught not to fear no evil

But I don’t wanna catch no jungle fever

Yo Snow White, Cinderella

Don’t wanna get no salmonella

Mozzarella, not the fella

Black to the berry, the darker the better

Devil’s daughter, I don’t want her

Shit I had you strung out on the corner

Crack in your hand, that’s Ku Klux Klan

No blonde if a nigga meet a real Roxanne

Dirty white girl, she’s so addictive

Don’t wanna go so you win all

Dirty white girl, she’s so addictive

Don’t wanna go so you win all

Milk on your mustache, ew

What’s that? I don’t trust that, that’s suspect

Toast, soup froze

Dextrose? I’m lactose intolerant

I’m not buying it, I don’t swallow it

I’m not fooled by your white power politic

White flower? Not none of it

I don’t sleep with the government

Just the kush, not the yayo

Cause that Barbara Bush is fatal

Ebony and ivory, society done a lot to me

She been around the industry

I know her history, it’s not a mystery

Crystal meth, PCP, LSD, that’s not for me

I stay away from them see through panties, that’s paraphernalia

With a poor white trash of kid, ya ain’t fucking with Virginia Slims

Cancer stick, she no good for me, bitch make me sick

No, I’m not the one, I’m not the trick

I need a sista souljah, not a Dixie Chick

No dairy queen, no Lindsey Lohan

What that mean? I ain’t with your program

My cup, styrofoam

Tell you right, won’t steer you wrong

Make you lean, make you fall

Michael Jack, off the wall

Hard white, my wife

She like to ride that glass pipe

Fast life, popping pills

Cheap thrills get you killed

Big syringe, pick your skin

Make you thin, she not your friend

Frying pan, brain on drugs

Back hand, ain’t no love

The concept of race has no scientifically proven biological or genetic validity.

It is a social construct that has been used as tool of oppression for centuries

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