Lyrics:

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where.

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where

I got you all like, oh boy whose this white boy
Could he really be the real mccoy...

Azazezies in the Vadio pumpin my shit
Brothers in the projects knowing I'm legit
White boys in the south sayin' Big-B don't quit
Parents in their million dollar homes gettin' pissed
Wishing that big b didn't even exist
Saying I'm the reason their kids are anarchists
Now all of a sudden I'm on a wanted list
All because of this
They want me to do some time, just for speakin' my mind
Since when did that become a crime
Line for line I'm gunna go for mine

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where.

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where

I live music, I breathe music, I need music
That's the why I feed music to anyone that's willing to hear music
No matter what the consequences
Wat ever it takes to make them come to their senses
Thought sometimes I'm feelin' senseless
Sometimes the battle seems to be endless
That is why I am relentless that's why they resent this
You think I care? Stop lyin'
You wanna stop this movement, than start tryin'
Your so wrong to think this is a racial issue
This is about standin up when people diss u
A song like this is well over due
Just to pursue a dream, this is what I went through

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where.

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where

I know what's dope, I know what's not (that's right)
I know what's whacked I know what's hot (that's right)
Still MTV and the rest of the media
Ain't got a chance in hell on B E T

How can I be on rotation on an urban station
Just 'cause I don't wear sweat suits, or lug boots
Don't meant I can't be in a rap group
I wear dickies and t-shirts putting in mad worth

As the industry refuses to give me respect
Magazines and rave sites, talkin' so much shit
Wishin I'd go away, but I do the opposite
Because in this game, I'm still a mother fuckin' misfit

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where.

White boys, make some noise
Let them know that we right here
White boys, make some noise
Let them know we ain't goin' no where

White boys make some noise...
White boys make some noise...
White boys make some noise...
White boys make some noise...
Let them know we ain't goin' no where!