You say you hate the shade of my face for my father's sharecrops
But my people were slaves before yours invented hip-hop
Apologize, but I'm in on the joke:
Another brother to scoff at the dancing patterns of white folk
I think I'm fine the way I am
(and yes I chase my milk with ham)
Although we broke our promised land
Jesus died a Jew, pupils painted blue you haters know its true
You say you hate the breadth of my nose for my daddy's earlocks
Shunned before you pierced and sold it and called it “punk rock”
Apologize for the murder of God
Like Judas the traitor we are both favored and deeply flawed
So I'll let it burn away
Died a Jew
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