(Whitey, Whitey)...It`s my love
Punk rock the scar, disco to blues
Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on
Slept on, the style that I hustle
You wanna flex then punk make a muscle
I`m (Whitey, Whitey)...Yeah, that`s right
Some of y`all kiddies wanna act uptight
Comin` to the party tryin` to spark up fights
I`m puttin` out lights, boy, `cause I`m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
I`m whiter than crack, I`m harder than drugs
I`m smarter than thugs, I`m hotter than slugs
I`m faster than sound, I came to get down, boy, don`t fuck around
You`ll catch a beat down it`s comin` from
(Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
What, you thought I stopped rhymin` `cause I started signin`
Pickin` on a six-string, wrist bling blingin`
Name`s bell ringin` from coast to coast
You`re rollin` with the one that rocks the most
I`m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Official like referees, fuck with me put your egos in jeapordy
Threats to the right, amigos to the left of me
Part of me`s hellish, part of me`s heavenly (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Boy, that`s my name, I don`t do it for the wealth, I don`t do
it for the fame
I do it for the health and I do it for the spirit
Don`t speak the lyric if you can`t hear it (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
If it ain`t from the heart than it can`t be art
If you ain`t got proof than it can`t be truth
If it ain`t got legs than it can not run
If it ain`t never started than it can`t be done
I`m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)