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By: Cedric McClester I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway People tend to judge me By the things I say I’m a product of my environment You hear the “N” word eveyday So I understand their sentiment When their judgment comes into play I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway Cuz they don’t know my heart But they can hear what I say And sometimes it is offensive That much I will admit Why anyone close would tape me Is what I really don’t get I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway If it was your daughter’s boyfriend I wonder what you would say Now I’m not justifying The word I chose to use But let’s not pretend That I haven’t paid my dues I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway And I have an image to protect That I guess I’ve thrown away Now my adoring public Will no doubt make me pay So believe me when I say I’m sorry What else can I say Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016. All rights reserved.
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
I DON'T HAVE A RACIST BONE IN MY BODY
By: Cedric McClester I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway People tend to judge me By the things I say I’m a product of my environment You hear the “N” word eveyday So I understand their sentiment When their judgment comes into play I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway Cuz they don’t know my heart But they can hear what I say And sometimes it is offensive That much I will admit Why anyone close would tape me Is what I really don’t get I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway If it was your daughter’s boyfriend I wonder what you would say Now I’m not justifying The word I chose to use But let’s not pretend That I haven’t paid my dues I don’t have a racist bone in my body But I’m called a racist anyway And I have an image to protect That I guess I’ve thrown away Now my adoring public Will no doubt make me pay So believe me when I say I’m sorry What else can I say Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016. All rights reserved.
This was written in the voice of wrestler Hulk Hogan who went on a racist rant in response to finding out his daughter was dating a black guy.
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cedric-mcclester
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
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