I'm making a non-racist version pretty soon lol, all these hot white girls keep calling me racist :(
 
I am the shit
If a bunch of your friends decide to start a "label" over the internet, it is not a real record label. Do not title it [Blah] Productions when you have no official way of producing shit. So quit e-mailing me asking for my demo (I don't have one anyway), because all you want is my shit on a CD cuz you have no CD Burner. :)
 	
Lyrics
“Welcome To Camarillo”
M. Johnson
When it comes to white cities, it don’t get much whiter
Potheads all over askin’, “Ya got a lighter?”
56,000 population and they all white
The whites are scared of blacks, and it’s all right
Camarillo is the best place to live, FUCK THAT!
Kids point at me and ask their momma, “What’s that?”
There’s more whites tryin black than blacks themselves
Stillmatic is overstocked, Bubba cleared the shelves
There’s a lot fake thugs and they are professionals
When it comes to the black population, we in decimals
I would go clubbin, but I’d be back real soon
The biggest club we got is bout the size of my room
All 10 of us black people try not to remember
That we probably gone be trapped in this place forever
Unless you blonde hair, blue eyed, they never heard of ya
Welcome to my life and welcome to suburbia 
[Chorus x2]
Welcome to Camarillo, where the skaters skate
And the same shit happens here every day
Wake up, drive around, and there’s nothing to do
This city is scary, I’m not fuckin with you
On every holiday everyone’s away with family
That’s when all cats start racin in Camry’s
The next day of mine is always worse than the previous
Today is the worst day of my life, I’m not believing’ this
White folks round here don’t know what they missin’
I gotta drive 20 minutes for some Popeye’s chicken
Me?  I’m watchin BET, 24 hours
The White kids can’t watch cuz it says “Black Power”
Skatinboardin’ is the only real, admired sport
There’s a full skate park and an empty hoops court
If there’s even one robbery, we get caution
God help us if my city turns into the projects
For every fake thug, I am better than you
Wanna rap with me?  You talkin to a veteran, FOOL
Motherfuckers ain’t ready for shit like this
For every black there’s 9 thousand rich white kids
[Chorus]
Camarillo is a city that’s rather unique
Some call it the only city that always sleeps
We don’t have fine ladies, so you gotta pretend
If you ain’t down with punk rock, you won’t have no friends
The parties here never end cuz they never begin
Monday night, I’m busy sittin’ on my ass
Tuesday night, watchin girls through the glass
Watchin clouds move, watchin time pass
Wednesday, eat some fried chicken and let out a burp
Thursday, scratch my ass and wonder why my leg hurts
Friday, I’m hearin pin-drops at the club
Another white kid on the corner askin for drugs
Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy, 
I actually got skills, no one believes me
Sunday, is day I do nothin
Cuz on Monday, I’m still wishin’ I was doin somethin
[Chorus]
	
	
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