As we all know, you just can't believe everything you see and hear, can you?
Now if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way

Don't call me nigger Whitey!
Don't call me nigger (nigger) Whitey!

The whitey my man, you say you're my fan
I look into your face and I gots to say damn
I feel a lot of pain, the money you gain
because I'm black you think it's come out of 'caine
I'll put you on a level, same as the devil
Stole my bass then you steal all my treble
Line to the eye, a bullet to the head
For all those lies, motherfucker you said
No you can't face this, so you disgrace it
I'm Schoolly School boy, and I will lace it

Don't call me nigger Whitey!
Don't call me nigger (nigger) Whitey!

Now take that word nigger, and this is what I figure
A nigger, is ignorant, shiftless and lazy
So what you tryin to say boy, is that I'm crazy
Now I'm not a racist, or a fanatic
But what I'm bout to say might cause a little static
White America was raised on sanction
and to the black man, I'd like to mention
when I am Schoolin, on the microphone
Yo homes, leave the fuckin crack alone

Don't call me nigger Whitey!
Don't call me nigger (nigger) Whitey!

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jesse Bonds Weaver Jr.