Katt Williams: Priceless: Afterlife Page #3

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They ain't f***ing

none of them up at all.

It's always some 17-year-old

light-skinned nigga

that look like he

just had a backpack on

and got a belly

full of Yoo-hoo,

and he end up dead.

I keep saying, praise Jesus,

let one of these racists

run up on me

at a gas station,

bless God,

and tell me

my music is too loud

and see if

I don't shut off music

for the both of us.

Blaat!

F*** is you shooting

niggas for in the backseat?

They can't even

reach the radio.

Racists ain't sh*t.

We all need each other.

F*** the dumb sh*t.

Everybody's life

is too hard.

Minorities, our life

is already f***ed up.

Tell the f***ing truth.

Not to say, white people,

y'all's ain't f***ed up,

but y'all's f***ed up

and our f***ed up...

two separate cadences.

For white people,

this is f***ed up.

Good, good, good, good,

good, good,

good, f***ed up,

good, good, good,

good, good, good,

good, f***ed up.

For a nigga, it's a whole

different cadence.

It's just...

F***ed up, f***ed up,

f***ed up, f***ed up

F***ed up,

f***ed up, f***...

Have you double-Dutching

in your own sh*t.

We all need each other

is my point.

The racists

done got out of control.

These motherfuckers got time

to be mad

at breakfast commercials.

What the f***?

When did a racist care

about a balanced breakfast?

These racists mad

at Cheerio commercials.

I was mad at

the Cheerio commercial too,

but I was mad for

a completely nonracist reason.

I was mad

that a white woman

and a black man

would get together

and feed

their baby Cheerios.

That don't have

no flavor at all.

You couldn't have gave

the little nigga

some Count Chocula

or Cocoa Puffs or something,

told her about her heritage,

for crying out loud?

Just saying the racists

is getting out of control.

These motherfuckers

got mad at me

'cause I wasn't

mad at Paula Deen.

What the f***, motherf***er?

I can't be mad at everybody.

Have you not seen

my life, motherf***er?

Did you think I was

fixing to judge for...

I'm on my...

I'm on my fifth

second chance right now.

What did you...

what did you think

I was going to say?

First of all, I can't

even really be mad at her,

'cause I'm a fan.

I done seen

what this b*tch can do

with 45 minutes

and 12 sticks of butter.

You ain't just

fixing to tell me

what the f*** she said.

I ain't saying

she didn't say it.

I'm saying I would like

to hear the context...

in which she said it.

It might have been

all right.

She might have said,

"Hurry up with them niggas' chicken."

"Don't make niggas wait

all day on pork chops."

Just saying we all need

to be able to laugh.

F*** the dumb sh*t.

I got white heroes.

One of my motherfucking

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