KAM - Stereotype lyrics

rate me

Don't call me nigga, whitey...

Big fat extra-crispy bucket of chicken

2 liter of pepsi-cola drinkin' ass...

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-ass 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...