Coon

Song

Coon

Willie D · Coon · 2016 · 5:49

Lyrics

Just like the salve master on that day Used Tom, the house negro to keep the field negros in check The same old slave master today Has negros who are nothin' but modern uncle Toms He take a negro, so called negro and make him prominent Though they must publicize it, make him a celebrity Tell your nigga jokes while he in the room He gon' laugh harder than you 'cause he a coon I'm a goon top down pants up when I walk Never call a C.O. a boss, I'm not a coon Boom, it's the elephant in the room Naw that's a muthafuckin' coon Blacks been free since Lincoln got wasted But some of these niggas still on the plantation Listen up, Charles Barkley You light skin but still callin' you a darky The only reason that they put the mic in your face Is so you can do they dirt and talk down on your race TNT made you big, put you on a wig Now you're actin' like you never had trouble with pigs You kissed a man in the mouth for reals, dudes, that's a no-no When you gon' come out the closet you fuckin' homo Saw you on television dressin' in drag What kind of dumb nigga say slavery wasn't that bad Dissin' San Antonio women, that's the kettle and pot With that busted up lookin' ass wife you got If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Bootlicker shuck and jive, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Sambo die slow, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon How to make a coon if you wish for a black one Put some change in his pocket and give him a platform Put him on suspension if he cross that line But if he shittin' on his people, give him more airtime Steven A Smith, what's up with that hairline Big mouth louder than four Alpines Got a chip on your shoulder 'cause ball game suck And you gotta work with players that your wife wanna fuck I'm a savage runnin' through the field amok Raven-Symoné shut your chicken head dumb ass up White folks don't love you black folks don't trust you When you was on that show, Bill Cosby must've drugged you I had to get 'cause you're coonin' for capital You Hollywood niggas are laughable You're not infallible like Cosby when they use you up They gon' throw your ass under the bus If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Bootlicker shuck and jive, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Sambo die slow, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon Aw hell CNN is on Check out this lil' bitch named Don Lemón Gettin' stuck in the butt, got your ass corrupted You can smell weed but you can't smell injustice Sellin' your people out while the police murder them I wish the protestors would've shot you in Ferguson I wish that would've been Stacy Dash on the ground instead of Michael Brown But with additional rounds Heard you slept your way to the top, somebody lyin' You're D list actress, been divorced three times, stank ass They say you easy plus you on Fox News How you gon' talk about somebody else morals and values They prop these clowns up to undermine the plight Give'm the spotlight and reduce'm to soundbites Uncle Toms dancin' to the stereotypes How you mutha fuckers sleep at night If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Bootlicker shuck and jive, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon If you're sellin' out your people, you're a coon If you hate your own kind, you're a coon Sambo die slow, you're a coon You're a coon, you're a coon, you're a coon The supporters of coons love to talk about how they respect them Because the coon have their own mind Or they have their own opinions, or they think outside of the box That's a lie. The reason why they support the coon is because they can control the coon Now, some People gonna have a problem with me callin' these coons out First thing they gonna say is "crabsinthebucket, crabsinthebucket" Let me tell you somethin' This ain't got nothin' to do with me tryin' to hold another black person back I love to see black people gettin' it, you understand what I'm sayin'? But if your criticism of the black community outweigh your contribution to the black community And you black, you a mothafuckin' coon! If every time the police shoot somebody black And you take the police side, you are a coon! If you fixed your mouth to say that we ended racism And discrimination in America, like this old coon-ass nigga David Clarke, who call himself a Sheriff in Milwaukee, you are a coon If you are of any ethnicity other than white And you support Donald Trump, yes, you are a coon If you out here rattin' on the next man 'cause he husslin', and y'all doin' the same thing You're not just A coon, you a mothafuckin' rat-coon Now let me get back to this crossdressin' ass nigga Charles Barkley Look here, nigga, you love to talk about how you'll slap somebody I wish you would put your mothafuckin' hands on me I'd body your fat ass real talk This nigga got a real self-hate issue Fuck Charles Barkley, and the ground he walk on! And if you fuckin' with Charles Barkley, fuck you too Yeah, I said it's Willie D. H-town fifth Ward Dirty, dirty Where the coons at? Where the coons at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where the coons at? Where the coons at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where the coons at? Where the coons at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where the coons at? Where the coons at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

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