Originally Posted by
The Inevitable
It's due to American history and the history of the word.
Also, say you call your mom (or brother/sister, girl/boyfriend, son/daughter, ...maybe even your dog?) an awful word (hopefully not to their face) because you're mad at the person during the time. Now someone else calls your loved one the same thing... you'll get mad right?
He uses the term bc it means your stereotypical uneducated ghetto black wannabe thug, which you would think would be insulting but since that describes 90% of blacks its somehow a compliment.
However when a white uses the word even as a joke they begin to think about it and say hey hes calling me an uneducated ghetto black wannabe thug and Im very deeply offended by that racism, no wonder we're still in the ghetto 50 years after the complete end of segregation in all aspects of life with no education and 20 bastard kids, its old whitey's racism keeping us down, hell its practically like the slave days again callin us niggas!
Im gonna go protest and ask for that man to be fired but first I gotta play the new Jay-Z hit about normal black life, like committing crime and well more crime and guns and yawn more crime and of course outrage that whites would suspect them of crimes...etc
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A ***** like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clapping
He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain
And there I go trapped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratching again
Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them
D.A. tried to give the ***** the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African
All because this fool was harrassin' them
Trying to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one
Hit me