Rah Digga - The Nigga in Me lyrics

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[Intro]

Y'all must be out y'all m-thaf-ckin' minds

It's the nigga in me (x4)

You must've bumped yo m-thaf-ckin' head

It's the nigga in me (x4)

They gon' read it and weep

They wanna wake a sleepin' giant that ain't even asleep

Playin' w/ my 70s, and my PS3

I kept hearin' my name, I said let me see

"The bitch might be a nigga, for reala, she Rah Digga"

[Verse 1]

What the f-ck man?

This guy, you barely caught a meal short of fish fry

Think I'm lettin' this fly, Fat Trel can kiss my

Global rap ass, he barely out of D.C

Tried to look him up, he ain't even got a wiki

On his records gettin' cheeky, tryna throw some shee shee

I'm right at the door, like when a dog's gotta pee pee

Some say it's beneath me, I should be the bigger artist

But this what happens when you get a nigga get started

The veterans, I love the referange

I love to talk slick, I love to reprimand

Dudes sayin' my name, I come like candy man

Made Nightmare on E Street, more like Candy land

Have them rhymes you be spittin', sound like Rhythm and Blues

Mel Gibson, what he did to them Jews

This Waka Flocka mixed with Choppa, done forgot what Rah Digga could do

Such a lady and I'm still more nigga than you

"You remind me of Rah Digga

A bitch rappin' like a nig--

Or was it a nig-- rappin' like a b-tch?!"

[Verse 2]

Y'all invoked that spirit, and them raw ass lyrics

From the only female too raw to compare it

To most of these rap dudes that claim they so street

I don't think I'm that rough, I think niggas too sweet

Soccer mom harder than y'all, man that's pitiful

Now I understand why rap is so ridiculed

Went up on twitter, and I found these jokers

Sits em on my next chapter, sit em down like Oprah

I'm like Yo Gabba Gabba, this no laughin' matter

This grown woman swagger, to you monkey rap bastards

Keep it in your own bracket, don't get too erratic

This Hunger Games shit, I use you for practice

Fuck is you creatin', son, a whole generation

Of some, hey horton, skateboardin', worshippin' satan asses

Bingin' on drugs, somebody get me the gloves

I don't think they need deals man, I think they need hugs

And I was trying to support this young black man

It's too bad you probably lost your only black fan

From now on, keep anointing ointment and ...

Take it any further, and you might catch a backhand

[Outro]

B-TCH

See, you don't have to like me

You don't gotta listen to my sh-t

But you will respect me

B-tch!