The mud brown child that's been given birth The beating of your life is what it is worth To satisfy your lust, well, you never did care Your baby was born a mongrel, with African hair! The culprit of producing a maleficient race We will soon dispose of your shameless disgrace Your villainous contempt is really well understood Your futile cries of mercy will do ya no good! You had to be sexually explored by countless black men You continue to abide by this horrible trend Fear strickened eyes are drenched with tears Your feeble pleas will only fall upon deaf ears
My Hands are around your neck Your error is mine to correct The air slowly dwindles away Your defiled body, on the ground it lays