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White Boy Riding (Rap Satire) (Remastered)

V5.5

[Verse] all my black friends say I wouldn't last a day in the ghetto they say if I can avoid it, don't ever go I thought it a bit odd to say that about where you live I don't mean to sound kinda rude, but isn't life about having the right attitude? I look out my window, not sure what gives maybe I'm a bit naive but isn't one hood built like one another? guess it's time to finally go see the other how different can it truly be? come y'all white boys let's go and see [Verse 2] I call Jaw Bone, Chicken Paw, String Bean and Bob come on boys, let's go riding, I got us a job well kinda, don't go getting all crazy now, it doesn't pay just going to go to show some boys we all live the same way everyone laughs and calls me a fool for this thinking I hope they're sober to see us, I hate when they're drinking. no shotguns Bob, I told them we wouldn't cause any harm. ah don't worry, they can just think that you're armed. [Chorus] Going to go on a white boy ride hop on in and let's slippery slide drive to the west and end on the east side Jaw Bones got his sunflower seeds, Chicken Paw has some crisp chic peas, String Bean's mean so his got his green tea Bob has his chew and I've got my soft drink come with us on a white boy ride show us the sights, say what you think windows down, country radio playing, here we go boys it's up on the right let's hit this ghetto, everybody say hello? [Verse 3] look over there y'all they're all starting to stare must like my car, I think it's cuz it's so rare smile and wave boys, smile and wave gotta show these folks that we don't misbehave we're not some orphans without any manners not like our parents didn't teach us how to act see they're like us, just look at that so many churches, they think they're a bunch of sinners one things for sure, I'm going remember this tour wow my dad would be jealous, look at all the liquor stores [Verse 4] hey look at the alley all them folks taking a nap they're so much·like us, except we usually wear pants oh Bob, should we stop and help this fella, his got his car up on blocks We know how hard it is to change tires if those there logs were to drop guess he's got it, he's setting it on fire doesn't he know he can still sell it for scrap? damn, he must have lots of cash look at this guy, now he's just to old to try to sell rocks my little cousin tried that, lemonade, and red hots [Chorus] [Verse 5] look how talented, all this public art on the buildings most of its spelled wrong though, I'll keep quiet, don't want to hurt any feelings man cruising through here I feel like a star everyone keeps coming outside and pointing at the car look guys look, that's something you won't see in our hood look at all those good pair of shoes hanging on the power line wow these kids must have it good to get new Jordan's and LeBron's all the time man I get thumped hard by daddy if I get em wet in a ditch all these boys round here must be some kinda rich Uncle's gotta come here for his next hunting trip these folks must love their hunting, there's a gun store on every corner [Chorus] [Verse 6] ok now, just past this last pawn shop we'll turn can't wait to go home and tell what we've learned Our tour is done boys, we've reached the east side best we head home before supper, while there's still light I don't know about you but our friends are so lucky to live in a community that has so much to do, and to have so much money they just burn broke down old cars instead of sell them for cash and throwing shoes on the lines, and did you see all the windows they smash? I can't wait to tell my black friends at school just how good they have it I mean really Bob, the way they yapped you'd think their lives were so tragic next time one of em complains here's what I'm gonna do I'm gonna say quit showing off and just give me your shoes!