[Verse]

Aye, I gotta say something, something that needs to be said

Wonder how they call me racist, but still call me wonder bread

Fifty called Emenim his favorite white boy, and that was 'aight, boy, that’s cool

But, if Em called Fifty his favorite black boy, then you know people actin' a fool

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Who's making these rules? I’ll wait

How can you not see that this is hypocrisy?

Obviously, I will speak what I think, honestly

Honestly? This shit is bogus as hell, can already tell

Assuming I'm racist as soon as you play this, so please bitch

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My ex-girl is half-black, matter fact, man, my wife is Vietnamese, bitch

Woah! Yeah, my girl is fine, bruh, and my flow is tighter than virgin vagina

But, I am so tired of these hypocrites whinin'

'Bout, white people rhymin', but hey, it's ok when I buy it, ooh

I should keep quiet, I might start a riot, if I take it there, right

But master's a cracker, so that make us cracker, that's fair right?

[Chorus]

’Cause, I don’t like these double standards

I don't like these double standards

If you’re black, you get a pass for it

But, I'm white so I'm cancelled

I don't like these double standards

I don’t like theses double standards

You say cracker, get a Grammy for it

Say nigga, and you ban us

[Chorus]

'Cause, I don't like these double standards

I don't like these double standards

If you're black, you get a pass for it

But, I'm white so I'm cancelled

I don't like these double standards

I don't like theses double standards

You say cracker, get a Grammy for it

Say nigga, and you ban us

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Yeah, okay, I'm back, okay, I'm white, okay, you're black, okay, I don't give a fuck, how 'bout that?

How 'bout we all are humans, so how bout some facts, facts

Black rappers use the word cracker, then laughin' like, "Hardy harr"

But, if I say, "Nigga," then I am a racist, without usin', "R"

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Are you kiddin' me? This is the epitome of

Double standards, and I will not stand back and act like a bitch, with

My tail hangin' limp down between my legs, no fuckin' way, I'ma bark

I am not scared of these rappers, I'm finna bury these rappers

You bitches just marry these rappers, don't even compare me to rappers

I'm living my bars

[Verse]

Yeah, I just record it for y'all, facts, I report it for y'all

I'm out here doin' me, what you get is what you gon' see

Give a fuck, 'bout a round of applause, nah

I keep a round in the chamber, or we can go rounds in the ring

Wanna find me? I'll be buyin' rounds for my niggas

Regardless of skin, because all of us kin, yeah

[Chorus]

'Cause, I don't like these double standards

I don't like these double standards

If you're black, you get a pass for it

But, I'm white so I'm cancelled

I don't like these double standards

I don't like theses double standards

You say cracker, get a Grammy for it

Say nigga, and you ban us