Following the recent news story about a New York Karen calling the police on yet another person - this time an African American birdwatcher - my patience finally hit zero. For the most part, I've ignored the Karen species, but when they decided to start meandering their way into race relations, I knew it was time for me, the front office of white people, to step in. Rather than shame her, I decided to take a friendlier approach to assimilate the every day Karen into the real world. What better way to do that than with the realest motherfucker in the game, DMX?
To do so, I've taken the lyrics to DMX's hit song, X Gon Give It To You, and translated it into Karanese to bridge the gap between cultures. So read up, and stop calling the fucking police, Karen.
Here's the original to get a feel for the rhythm:
Karen ‘Gon Give It To Ya
DMX (Original) - Verse 1
Yeah (uh), yeah, yeah (uh) (grr)
Don't get it twisted
This rap shit is mine, motherfucker
It's not a fucking game
Fuck what you heard
It's what you hearin' (it's what you hearin')
It's what you hearin' (listen)
It's what you hearin' (listen)
It's what you hearin' (listen)
Verse 1 (Remix) - Karenese
Yeah (uh), yeah, yeah (pepper spray shaking)
Don't know the local ordinances?
Step away! I’ll call the cops, motherfucker
It’s not a fucking game
You need a permit to sell here
Police is ringing (it’s ringing)
Police is ringing (listen)
Police is ringing (listen)
Police is ringing (listen)
DMX (Original) - Verse 2
X gon' give it to ya (what?)
Fuck waiting for you to get it on your own, X gon' deliver to ya (uh)
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
With the non-stop, pop-pop of stainless steel
Go hard, getting busy wit it
But I got such a good heart
That I'll make the motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right, and I'll do it again (yeah)
'Cause I am right so I gots to win
Break bread with the enemy (what?)
But no matter how many cats I break bread with I'll break who you sendin' me (yeah)
You motherfuckers never wanted nothing (uh, what?)
But your life saved, bitch, and that's on a light day
I'm getting down, down like a nigga said, "Freeze" (uh)
But won't be the one ending up on his knees
Bitch please, if the only thing you cats did (come on)
Was came out to play, stay out my way, motherfucker
Verse 2 (Remix) - Karanese
Karen gon’ give it you ya (what?)
Sign up for a permit on your own, Karen gon’ deliver to ya (uh)
Ring ring, you better not save that video reel
With the non-stop nagging, and a fabricated ordeal
Go hard, getting bitchy wit it
But I complain so much
That I’ll make the motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right, and I’ll do it again (yeah)
‘Cause I’m white so I gots to win
Hour wait for a table seat (what?)
No matter how many saw, that party shouldn’t be sat ahead of me (yeah)
You motherfuckers never wanted nothing (uh, what?)
But to be left alone, bitch, you shoulda stayed at home
I won’t back down, down, till a manger say “Free” (uh)
I won’t back down and be the one leave
Bitch please, if the only thing you did (come on)
Was to come out to speak, it’s a Yelp critique, motherfucker
DMX (Original) - Chorus
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
Then we let it pop, go, let it go (what?)
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
X gon' give it to ya, he gon' give it to ya
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
Then we let it pop, go, let it go
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
Chorus (Remix) - Karanese
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
DMX (Original) - Verse 3
Ain't never gave nothing to me (yeah)
But every time I turn around
Cats got they hands out wanting something from me (uh-huh)
I ain't got it, so you can't get it (yeah)
Let's leave it at that 'cause I ain't with it (yeah)
Hit it with full strength (what?)
I'm a jail nigga, so I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen
You against me, me against you (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Whatever, whenever, nigga, fuck you gon' do?
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing (what?)
Only nigga that you know who can chill
Come back and get the streets open
I've been doing this for nineteen years (what?)
Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears (what?)
I put in work, and it's all for the kids (uh)
But these cats done forgot what work is (uh-huh)
They don't know who we be
Looking, but they don't know who they see, nigga
Verse 3 (Remix) - Karanese
Ain’t never blamed nothing on me (yeah)
But every time I turn around
Other people out here with a positive psyche
I ain’t got it, so you can’t get it (yeah)
Let’s leave it at that ‘cause I ain’t with it (yeah)
He pushed me at full strength! (what?)
I’m a Karen, so I face the world like my hubby with Oakley’s in the bullpen
You against me, me against you (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Whatever, whenever, nig&%r, Don't think I won't sue!
I’m a mother in cheap clothing (what?)
Only person that you know who can’t chill
8:55, why you ain't open?
I’ve been doing this for 35 years (what?)
Minding your own business? I'm gettin' in yo affairs (what?)
I don’t work, and it’s all for the kids (uh)
But all these cats made me forget what love is (uh-huh)
You all know who I be
The fries took too long, I ain’t paying for these, MANAGER!
DMX (Original) - Chorus
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
Then we let it pop, go, let it go
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya (come on)
First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
Then we let it pop, go, let it go (come on)
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya
Chorus (Remix) - Karanese
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
DMX (Original) - Verse 4
Ayy yo, where my niggas at?
I know I got 'em down in the game, give 'em love and they give it back
Talk too much for too long (what?)
Don't give up, you're too strong (what?)
Love to the wild-wild honeys (yeah)
Shout out to niggas that done it (come on)
And it ain't even about the dough
It's about getting down for what you stand for, yo, for real (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Verse 4 (Remix) - Karanese
Ay yo, where my Karen's at?
Short hair bitches in the salon, give 'em love and they give it back
I talk too much for too long (what?)
Don’t give up, you were wronged (what?)
Love to the Facebook dummies (yeah)
Shout out to Karens that done it (come on)
And it ain’t even about the dough,
It's about getting down for what you stand for: a lawsuit yo (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Final Chorus (Remix) - Karanese
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
First we call the cops, then we claim you stole
What do you mean you’re going let this man go (what?)
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
Karen gon' give it to ya (uh), she gon' give it to ya
fin.
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