Song Description
I grew up in the horse capital of Michigan and we always found it funny when we'd see one of our school cohorts sporting a Raiders jacket or wearing chains and Adidas. A few years later a friend called me from South Korea and was awestruck to see Korean teens and twentysomethings showing off the latest FUBU gear and singing Public Enemy tunes. And, of course, I just happen to live in the metropolis of Eminem...who has single-handedly made every white kid want to grow up and be a foul-mouthed punk. Why can't kids be more like Kid Rock? or the White Stripes? or, better still, Bob Seger? not ICP though...
| Song Length |
2:49 |
Genre |
Unique - Avant garde, Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerful, Affable |
Subject |
Liberal, Progressive, Race/Ethnicity |
| Similar Artists |
Billy Joel, Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I knew the time was right for me
To lose my honky-tonky junky-flunky
I'm hip to hop up on the wagon now
And shed my tacky khaki lacky spacky
Spendin' fittys on my dittys
Lickkin all dos pretty kittys
Loadsa doughs spent on my clothes
And this is how you get yours
Everybody wants to be black
Everybody wants to be black
Everybody wants to be black like me
I used to be just like you...yeah
Uptight in your slightly flighty tightie-whities
Trade Sterling Whites for Seven Mile
Take off your cracker packer lacquer smacker
Gone an fixed my syllabix
To get the trix of ebonix
Blow some flowz out of my noze
'Cause every Beava Cleava knowz...
Everybody...
Ditchin' all my bitchin' women
Live on Springer television
Next: A date on Rikki Lake
To debate hos that playa hate
You know yo tired a yo white azz
Laughed at as I drive on pazt
Getchu clothes, getchu hos
'Cause every white boy out there knowz...
Everybody...