The K-Pop Fans Who Tweet Fake News

We’re living in the golden age of fandom, where social media has allowed stans to interact with their idols on a daily basis. Whether you’re a barb, lamb, belieber, or registered bardi gang member, you’re probably @-ing somebody. On Stan Stories, we meet the internet’s most dedicated followers and delve deep into their obsessions.

On a Sunday night in May, 19-year-old Ellie, an NCTzen from New York City, tweeted that Taeyong, her favorite member of K-pop group NCT 127, had a collaboration in the works with Puerto Rican trap king Bad Bunny. The news quickly took off, garnering over a thousand retweets from fellow stans within hours and igniting her mentions with a maelstrom of replies ranging from keyboard smashes in all caps to genuine confusion. Buried amongst the chaos was a single question, sans punctuation and pretense: “are we clearing searches.”

Insiders knew the answer was yes. Taeyong and Bad Bunny weren’t planning to drop a banger in July. The collab was a mistruth created by Ellie to clear up Taeyong’s search results on Twitter, which had been flooded with the phrase “Taeyong bully” due to a middle school incident that has since become fodder for online fanwars. To pull it off, Ellie had changed her Twitter name and image to match that of a popular K-pop translator. These big accounts regularly translate breaking Korean entertainment news for English-speaking international audiences, so NCTzens who were aimlessly scrolling through their timelines saw what appeared to be a legitimate story from a historically reliable source — even complete with a misleading Naver link that redirected to a Korean article about Taeyong’s airport fashion. Astute fans may have caught Ellie’s real handle, but that doesn’t mean they didn’t play along. Her cunning plan had worked.

“I cleared the searches within a couple hours,” she tells PAPER from her Brooklyn home. “Taeyong fans are always clearing searches. We always have to, or so we think we have to.”

Fellow Taeyong stan Varshini knows the feeling. “His searches are always a mess,” the 16-year-old Londoner says. So, about twice a week she helps clear them, replying to tweets with positive phrases. “I’m comfortable clearing the searches if an idol hasn’t done anything wrong,” she says. “In Taeyong’s case, I don’t think the one comment he made when he was a [young] teen should define him now.”

Within recent years, clearing the searches has become an inescapable part of K-pop standom on Twitter. When an idol or group’s “searches” — or the associated keywords that generate when someone looks up a name or phrase in the platform’s search bar — are overrun by negative results, driven either by fan-made feuds or real-life scandals, fans take swift action to inundate their timelines with positive keywords and seemingly harmless misinformation to drown out what they perceive to be a blemish on their idol’s reputation. (Some have even made detailed guides on how to do it most effectively.) So for Ellie, getting thousands of accounts to tweet about “Taeyong Bad Bunny” was a clever way to clear “Taeyong bully” from the searches, which the algorithm identifies as “topics that are popular now,” as opposed to over a long stretch of time, a Twitter spokesperson clarifies.

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Fans of Korean idol music have long established their social media savvy by dominating charts, trending hashtags and efficiently mobilizing to reach streaming goals and organize global fandom projects. Recently, K-pop fans have also made headlines for their political activism on the platform. Following George Floyd’s murder on May 25, they’ve spammed police surveillance apps, flooded racist hashtags with fancams and raised money for Black Lives Matter and other pro-Black organizations. They even teamed up with TikTokers, YouTubers and Facebook moms to troll President Trump by inflating the registration numbers for his June Tulsa rally. But often lost in this conversation are the voices of Black and POC fans who experience rampant anti-Blackness and racism in these fandom spaces. Many see clearing the searches as just another way to silence minority voices, especially when fans would rather bury important issues than actually acknowledge an idol’s wrongdoing.

In recent months, there have been several instances of cultural appropriation and racial insensitivity across multiple K-pop fandoms. ATEEZ leader Hongjoong sported cornrows in the group’s latest album packaging; BLACKPINK placed a small statue of Hindu god Ganesha on the ground in their music video for “How You Like That”; and in a July video, SEVENTEEN rapper Wonwoo sang two words of “Curry,” a famous Korean song that stereotypes South Asian culture. For Varshini, who likes SEVENTEEN’s music but isn’t a full-blown fan (known as a Carat), the fandom’s response to the controversy was off-putting. “I saw how some fans tried to excuse the group and silence other South Asians, and it just made me think, ‘If people are excusing them then how will being in the fandom be for me as a South Asian?'” she says. “I just get a bit confused about how some fans so blatantly don’t care about other people and cultures.”

While these themes aren’t new to K-pop, there’s now more attention being paid to issues of cultural appropriation, racism, misogyny and bad behavior — in part because of K-pop’s growing popularity around the world — and as a result, idols and their companies are being held accountable like never before. And in some cases fans’ voices are being heard; ATEEZ’s management KQ Entertainment released a statement saying they were taking concerns of appropriation seriously, while YG Entertainment quietly removed Ganesha from “How You Like That” completely.

But for every fan who tries to hold their idol accountable for their actions, there’s someone trying to clear the searches and protect the artist’s image, despite the fact that most stans agree that clearing the searches often brings more attention to the issue. Just as easily as “Hongjoong cornrows” popped up in his searches, a group of fans started spamming Twitter with keywords like “Hongjoong best leader” to keep the scandal at bay. They didn’t believe that Hongjoong, someone with a history of social awareness, deserved the criticism. But Black fans just wanted to help educate him so that it wouldn’t happen again.

“We should be confronting the issue instead of clearing the searches because clearing the searches doesn’t help Hongjoong,” says Ahomari, the co-host of 106 & Seoul: A Black K-Pop Podcast. “It’s silencing the people who are most hurt by these situations.” A multi, or fan of multiple groups, Ahomari has been into K-pop for 11 years, so they weren’t surprised by the cultural appropriation itself. “It’s kind of sad that I’m used to this by now,” they say wearily. But having only recently rejoined Twitter to promote their new podcast (after a brief 2019 stint as a BTS stan account that ended after being “ratioed to hell” for speaking out about the anti-Blackness they experienced as a fan), Ahomari is still getting used to stan dynamics on the platform. For starters, they have both “BLM” and “racism” muted.

“I was having so much fun with K-pop before I found Twitter,” they say. “It feels like shit sometimes. People with Black Lives Matter in their [Twitter] name were calling me all kinds of names, and it’s like I guess my Black life doesn’t matter.”

I hate a clear the searches fandom. Clear the searches shouldn’t even exist. Y’all use it violently to protect grown ass people. — 106 & Seoul: A Black K-Pop Podcast (@106 & Seoul: A Black K-Pop Podcast)1594655020.0

“I’m not there for any other reason but to enjoy the entertainment,” they add. “K-pop reminds me of a time when pop music was fun. I just wish it was more about the entertainment than it is about silencing people or protecting idols or infantilizing them. When something like this is happening, it’s never the right time to defend an idol. They don’t need protection.”

It’s the way in which some fans will infantilize idols that skews their overall perception of them, Ahomari says. “Every fandom has a group of people who don’t see their idols as anything but perfect. But it’s not humanly possible for anybody to be perfect.”

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Still, K-pop is a highly image-conscious industry, not just with its keen focus on dynamic visuals but also with the standard idols are held to in their native South Korea, where a bruise on one’s reputation or character can potentially end a career prematurely. In K-pop, drug allegations are grounds for contract termination, minor offenses warrant handwritten apologies and dating — while not necessarily against the rules for every idol — is still seen as risky and something that makes them vulnerable to relentless scrutiny from Korean netizens, or anonymous commenters.

With that perspective in mind, it makes sense that some fans would seize any opportunity to protect their fave’s image, and in turn, a sparkling image of an idol and their group reflects well on the fandom as a whole. But when that protection comes at the expense of the truth — minimizing real issues, knowingly spreading misinformation, and, even worse, systematically silencing marginalized fans — then why do some fans spend so much physical and mental labor doing it?

“It’s like a call to arms,” says SEVENTEEN fan Jane, going by a pseudonym. “It’s the same way that you are supposed to watch a video over and over again, or vote for a music show multiple times. Anything you’re supposed to do to show that you’re a good fan, you do without even thinking about what it actually means or what the issue is. I don’t think fans are thinking about what it is they’re actually saying by clearing the searches.”

“People feel like to be a good fan you have to support them in every way possible, and in this case it’s supporting them by hiding their scandals,” she adds. “By clearing the searches, we’re also supporting that ideology. This might be very American of me, but I’d much rather support someone who makes a mistake and apologizes.”

The 34-year-old multi recently joined stan Twitter while quarantining at home in Los Angeles as a way for her to tweet about K-pop without inundating her professional account with daily memes and musings. It’s given her a newfound perspective. “There’s a weird freedom that I’ve never understood but I understand now about anonymity,” she says. “People who feel like they can say anything because no one knows who you are… I don’t know how many people are clearing the searches on their main account.”

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This idea of what it means to be a good fan is at the heart of so many of fandom’s more morally ambiguous debates. “The reality is there’s no way to be a good fan,” Jane says. “You are entitled to like whatever you like however you like it.” Meanwhile, the K-pop industry — and the global entertainment industry as a whole — does little to address these issues because they don’t want to alienate the superfans who not only spend their money on artists whom they love but also provide them with free, unadulterated labor in the form of publicity.

“Fans are really willing to do free PR,” Ellie says. “It’s not even clearing the searches and rewriting history but also covering up things that may have been seen as problematic.” Varshini sees it differently: “I think it feels rewarding for them. It doesn’t feel like a job. They’re happy to do it for free.”

However, for some fans, especially empaths like Ellie, that work comes at a real cost to their own mental health. “I was personally getting really upset clearing Taeyong’s searches because it just felt like everything I was doing was never going to change anything,” Ellie says. “There will always be more searches to clear. It can be really exhausting. Idols have companies to fight for them, but a regular person doesn’t have that.”

She’s since stopped clearing searches and has stepped back from the fandom. She still stans, and she’s grateful for the friends she’s met through K-pop, but the experience has been tarnished in ways that are unfathomable for those who’ve never been called an “anti” for standing up for their culture — for voicing their pain and frustration. “I don’t see the point in riding for people who would never ride for me as a Black person,” she adds. “I’m already struggling as a Black fan to navigate these spaces. I’m dealing with idols appropriating and disrespecting my culture and now you’re expecting me to clear the searches? I’m not doing that anymore. It’s up to Taeyong and God now. I don’t think these companies realize just how much these fans do for them.”

lets clear the searches!
reply these separately as many as you can!

jimin cute
jimin lovely
jimin beautiful https://t.co/c516I05n5p — dj⁷ (@dj⁷)1596968624.0

The harsh reality, of course, is that they probably do. They’re the ones who benefit most from this level of devotion, not the artists — whose own ignorance often fuels fanwars, with each fandom vying to have the least problematic faves — and certainly not the fans. After all, there’s no one to clear their searches, to wipe away their mistakes and insensitivities and mistruths. That’s a mark they have to live with, and hopefully grow from.

“I can both love an idol and have a conversation about their problematic hairstyle, or wardrobe, or insensitive actions,” Jane says. “I don’t expect perfection from my idols, I expect growth. Clearing the searches makes a statement that you don’t.”

Or, as Ellie concludes, firmly: “If people didn’t care about image and actually cared about morals, then clearing the searches wouldn’t even be a thing.”

Jojo Siwa Responds to Blackface Allegations

Jojo Siwa’s most recent music video stirred up some controversy for allegedly using blackface. This is because her circus-themed “NONSTOP” MV includes one dancer wearing brown makeup for her monkey costume.

According to Jojo, people have been sending her “really horrible and disgusting messages” recently regarding her looks, her sexuality, and her content. “I blocked certain people online and stopped following others because I was tired of seeing the personal hate on me. Some people will do anything for attention and that includes being mean,” she wrote on Instagram.

A major thing that has also popped up in these messages includes the “NONSTOP” blackface allegations. “We’re talking about kids dressing up as circus animals! No one in my video is wearing blackface,” the singer insists. “It’s awful that anyone’s mind would even go there.”

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“Kids dressing in animal costumes, having their faces painted to look like animals, acting the part. There were zebras, tigers, dogs, clowns, mermaids, everything,” Jojo explained. “I’ve addressed Black Lives Matter issues previously on my social media, I will say it again for the ones in the back, Black Lives Matter, today, tomorrow, yesterday and forever. I’m on the right side of history here. Stop trying to make this about something it isn’t.”

She ended her message saying, “I love my real fans and am so grateful for their love and support.” Jojo added, “Instead of trying to drag everyone down, let’s be positive and come back like a boomerang.”

See the “NONSTOP” music video in question below.

Photo via Getty

Tana Mongeau Responds to Racial Slur Accusations

Tana Mongeau has responded to musician and fellow YouTuber Kahlen Barry about racist comments she’d made in the past.

Earlier this month, Barry — who used to run a channel with Mongeau several years ago — took to his Twitter to post a note in which he said that she “invalidated” his feeling regarding her past use of the N-word, before asking her to use her platform to “make a sincere contribution to the Black Lives Matter movement.” On June 15, Barry also shared a video called “finally revealing the truth about Tana Mongeau” and said both she and her manager routinely gaslit and subjected him to a slew of microaggressions.

Not only that but following Barry’s upload, fans dug up several old tweets from Mongeau where she directed slurs and racist insults toward her friend Imari Stuart, as well as videos of her using the N-word — something she apologized for in the past by claiming she thought the it meant “friend” or “homie.” And though Barry said he publicly stood by her, he went on to say that Mongeau dismissed him as an “angry Black person” when he tried to talk to her in private.

“I don’t want to live in a world where anyone has to feel as scared as I did for so many years,” he told Centennial Beauty, adding that it “hurt” to see her promote her OnlyFans while “being a performative activist by not addressing the video I made.”

“It’s not even just about me,” Barry continued. “As much as an apology would be nice, so many Black people watch her channel and she owes them at least to grow and do better.”

.@tanamongeau u wanna genuinely learn and grow? this ur chance to listen. a chance to really hear what i’m hurt by. to address your micro-aggressions and educate people in the process.

— Kahlen Barry ✊🏾 (@KahlenBarry) June 22, 2020

Now, Mongeau has finally responded to Barry’s video and post with a Twitter thread in which she apologized to him for “anything I ever did to make him feel that I was being micro-aggressive or racist.”

“I refuse to be as ignorant as I’ve been in the past for life,” she also wrote, later adding that she “will take that & make it all the more reason to fight to educate others now.”

Mongeau also apologized for taking a while to respond before saying that, “I know who I am inside & I know where my morals lie. I am forever sorry for things I’ve said in the past — but know I am not that person now. I will do everything in my power to show you that.”

Additionally, she went on to thank her fans for holding her accountable, writing that “to think I’ve ever had a sense of humor that relied on shock value like that fucking disgusts me.”

“Anything i can do to be better, grow, and be a help to society with my platform and nothing but that — please let me know,” Mongeau concluded. “I am not that Tana — and I refuse to do anything but evolve and educate myself. I am so sorry it took me this long to even say this.”

See her entire apology, below.

handle this properly. i am so sorry that came with any silence.

but i am taking responsibility for all of my actions in the past, i know i am an adult. there are no excuses for my behavior, and i know that. i have done my BEST to educate myself, and grow as a person from who i

— BLACK LIVES MATTER (@tanamongeau) June 22, 2020

, i will continue to be addressing and apologizing for everything with full transparency. i want to apologize directly to @KahlenBarry for anything i ever did to make him feel that i was being micro-aggressive or racist. that is so far from who i am and will spend a lifetime

— BLACK LIVES MATTER (@tanamongeau) June 22, 2020

i am so sorry to anyone who was angered by my silence- i should’ve instantly said this. it breaks my heart to see people say i’m only being a performative activist- i truly stand by my morals now and will continue using my platform and doing everything i can to fight for what is

— BLACK LIVES MATTER (@tanamongeau) June 22, 2020

anything i can do to be better, grow, and be a help to society with my platform and nothing but that- please let me know. i am not that Tana- and i refuse to do anything but evolve and educate myself. i am so sorry it took me this long to even say this.

— BLACK LIVES MATTER (@tanamongeau) June 22, 2020

Photos via Getty / Youtube




Nick Cannon – Used To Look Up To You Lyrics

[Intro]
Hollywood Bangerz
Never thought I’d see the day when you talk like a f**kin’ punk
f**k you, man
Yo, chill
No, f**k chill
You gotta snatch some collars and let them motherf**kers know you there to take them out
Any time you feel like it
You gotta get the ground beneath your feet, partner
Get the wind behind your back and go out in a blaze if you got to
Otherwise, you ain’t shit
You might as well be dead your damn self
Tryna tell me I ain’t shit?
I ain’t tryna tell you shit
I’ll tell your mama you ain’t shit

[Chorus]
If I was a shorty, I wouldn’t look up to y’all niggas, ayy
Whole lot of fu’ f**k shit, I can’t f**k with y’all niggas, ayy
My loyalty run deep, just know I’m stuck with my niggas
You probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my niggas, ayy
I’ve been dealing with problem after problem
How you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
I know you shot before a target
Thought it was easy, bye-bye to G Marshall
Turn up on ’em like I’m off a molly
Lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f**k ’em all, no condom
f**k it, I’ll never say sorry

[Verse 1]
I been really coolin’ in a mansion
Shorty on me, said my diamonds dancing
Bend her over, hit her with the cannon
Take that pussy to another planet
Talk about me, I don’t understand it
All these haters on me ’cause I’m feeding families
Money on his head, nobody know what happened
If you pull up on me, then you know we clappin’
I could take your bitch and put her on a mattress
Boy, you love to make love, she want it faster
Niggas out here tweetin’ like they been a savage
Dick ridin’ lil’ Marshall Mathers
Had to put on my turban like I’m Aladdin
Niggas out here cappin’, Black Lives Matter
We don’t ever see you, boy, you like a shadow
Got him curling up, armadillo
Pillow talking leave you on a pillow
Nigga, come get a job from me
We got somethin’ that’ll fix the issue
Bring that Wild’n Out chick with you
You switched up on me like I was against you
f**k that bitch unless she been official
Damn, I thought you ‘posed to been a legend
Now that boy all up in his feelings

[Chorus]
If I was a shorty, I wouldn’t look up to y’all niggas, ayy
Whole lot of fu’ f**k shit, I can’t f**k with y’all niggas, ayy
My loyalty run deep, just know I’m stuck with my niggas
You probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my niggas, ayy
I’ve been dealing with problem after problem
How you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
I know you shot before a target
Thought it was easy, bye-bye to G Marshall
Turn up on ’em like I’m off a molly
Lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f**k ’em all, no condom
f**k it, I’ll never say sorry

[Verse 2]
I lost some bitches that said they was with me
I lost some niggas, them niggas was bitches
Kept it cool, never did it for attention
Never had a gimmick, always been the realest, yeah
Used to call niggas big bro and shit
Look up to niggas, they on phony shit
Talkin’ crazy ’bout me, I ain’t notice shit
Should’ve seen the fake, but I ain’t notice it
I don’t owe you, you don’t owe me shit
I bounce right back on ’em, I Kobe shit
Actin’ like niggas ain’t told me shit
f**k all that, f**k all that friend and that homie shit
Niggas ain’t f**kin’ with me, they don’t know what to do
Pull up with the gang, that shit NCredible
If you my mans, then I never front on you
Not for no ho, see, that I won’t ever do
Niggas sneak dissing, but that shit is federal
Thought you was solid, you soft as an edible
‘Posed to make the money, but money makin’ you
All your old music, we used to relate to you
Why you hate on me, cuz? I never hate on you
Niggas talk about you, I would debate on you
Sold all them albums but numbers don’t make you move
These niggas fake

[Chorus]
If I was a shorty, I wouldn’t look up to y’all niggas, ayy
Whole lot of fu’ f**k shit, I can’t f**k with y’all niggas, ayy
My loyalty run deep, just know I’m stuck with my niggas
You probably dead, bullet in your head, leave it all up to my niggas, ayy
I’ve been dealing with problem after problem
How you his artist, ain’t starvin’?
I know you shot before a target
Thought it was easy, bye-bye to G Marshall
Turn up on ’em like I’m off a molly
Lift him like a dolly, hit him with the shotty, ayy
f**k ’em all, no condom
f**k it, I’ll never say sorry

[Outro]
Hollywood Bangerz
Used to look up to y’all niggas
Damn, used to look up to y’all niggas
Used to look up to y’all niggas, ayy
Damn, I used to look up to y’all niggas
Now, y’all just a bunch of f**k niggas

Meek Mill – Stay Woke lyrics

[Intro]
How I keep from going under?
It’s like a jungle outside
Sometimes I wonder
How I keep from going under

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
We scream, “Black Lives Matter,” but we still toting ladders
Watching our own brothers trying to get at us
Dreams get shattered when a scene full of crackers
And they charge you with some sh*t you ain’t do
You like what happen
We go get lawyers to say sh*t, we don’t know how to talk
They told us to hate each other before we learn how to walk
Momma taught you how to fight, fight, before she taught you how to write, write
And daddy locked down in the cell, can’t kiss you night, night
Ma, she’s under the bed every night, feel like it’s fright night
Coke fumes in the air, mama holding on that pipe tight
And you catching contact, but never mind that
In a world where Black is wrong and white right
It’s like a combat, we go to war for our freedom, they say we equal
I used to wanna play like Randall and be an Eagle
I used to play the quarterback, my dog would go receiver
That was ’til ball got flat by a dope needle on the pavement
It’s amazing, this environment we was raised in
On them papers, one mistake and getting caged in
You gotta feel me, feel like the system trying to kill me
Got arrested and the charges F1 for popping wheelies, stay woke

[Chorus: Miguel]
It was designed for us to fail
Still prevail through the hell
Though it was designed for us to lose
To make it through nothing’s impossible
Believe it we’re still undefeated

[Verse 2]
Picture me ten years younger with some tats on my face
Taking a bunch of Xannys with the strap on my waist
Pointing at the camera like mama ain’t teach me manners
Moving a little rock like I’m heading to Alabama, no, wait
I can’t judge them, I’m just trying to understand them
Cause I used to pop Percs, pouring purple in my Phantom
Had me swerving in my Phantom like I’m running from my dreams
I was heading for the slammer, I was planting all the seed for them to bury me
I had my whole family mad at me
Feel deep in love with the game and it married me
Judge said, “I’ll give you a chance, just don’t embarrass me”
Motivating these little niggas is like a charity
Community service even though they knew we was working
They did this to me on purpose, ’cause I ain’t moving too perfect
I stay away from them clowns, watch how I move through the surface
Cause they be weighing you down, even some of them dudes in your circle

[Chorus: Miguel]
It was designed for us to fail
Still prevail through the hell
Though it was designed for us to lose
Nothing, nothing, nothing’s impossible
Believe it, we’re still undefeated

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
How can I pledge allegiance to the flag
When they killing all our sons all our dads?
I come from a place
When you kill your own brother you can brag
Like he got bodies, but that’s a fad, no, that’s a fact
I’m screaming out at your corner, nigga, that’s a trap
Screaming out, that’s your homie, nigga, that’s a rack
Catch a case with him, bet he crack
Odds against you and they double stack stay woke
Bought my mama a new crib, that’s some gangster sh*t
Niece and nephews walking around wearing minks and sh*t
Keep the hood motivated, this the thanks I get
Try to Ja Rule the kid on some Wanksta sh*t
But that’s impossible ’cause I’m unstoppable
The label can’t drop me, nigga, I’m too valuable
You thought I would lose but I won and that bothered you
Still move around in Philly just like the mobsters do
When I talked to Em and Hov, they said, “I’m proud of you
You stood tall when everyone doubted you”
My reply is, “I do what I gotta do
And I need that verse before you retire too”
Jumping all the obstacles, I’m way too wavy
Said I would lose but you way too crazy
Pick and choose either fame or the money fame will make you crazy
And the money will make them bad bitches say, “Thank you, baby”
You’re welcome

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – White Privilege II lyrics

(feat. Jamila Woods)

[Verse 1]
Pulled into the parking lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, joined the procession of marchers
In my head like, “Is this awkward?
Should I even be here marching?”
Thinking if they can’t, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance cause we are not free
And then I thought about it, we are not “we”
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my place to give my two cents?
Or should I stand on the side and shut my mouth?
“No justice, no peace,” okay, I’m saying that
They’re chanting out, “Black Lives Matter,” but I don’t say it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don’t know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun with gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a bullet that flies out of the 9
Takes another child’s life on sight

[Hook]
Blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free
There’s blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free
Blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free
There’s blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free
Blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free
There’s blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest ’til we’re free

[Interlude 1]

[Macklemore, speaking over voices]
“Oh, what are you doing Ben? What are you doing here?”

[Various indistinct male voices]
“Probably shouldn’t be here, you have white supremacy, don’t fuckin’ come here. — You don’t give a shit about us. — ‘Black Lives Matter,’ say it. — Wow. — ‘Black Lives Matter, Black Lives Matter, Black Lives Matter, Black Lives Matter.’ — You should not have done that. Why the fuck would you do that? — You always react. Just let it go, man. — White racist. — It’s the Grammys!”

[Macklemore]
“Ben, think about it.”

[Verse 2]
You’ve exploited and stolen the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy with
The culture was never yours to make better
You’re Miley, you’re Elvis, you’re Iggy Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you’ve heisted the magic
You’ve taken the drums and the accent you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, it’s so fascist and backwards
That Grandmaster Flash’d go slap it, you bastard
All the money that you made
All the watered down pop-bullshit version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, keep people out
It’s all stolen, anyway, can’t you see that now?
There’s no way for you to even that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and shout
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem like you’re down
But they see through it all, people believe you now?
You said publicly, “Rest in peace, Mike Brown”
You speak about equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when it’s convenient?
Want people to like you, want to be accepted
That’s probably why you are out here protesting
Don’t think for a second you don’t have incentive
Is this about you, well, then what’s your intention?
What’s the intention? What’s the intention?

[Interlude 2: Protesters]
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”
“Hands up? Don’t shoot!”

[Verse 3]
“Pssst, I totally get it, you’re by yourself
And the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl loves you
She’s always singing, ‘I’m gonna pop some tags’
I’m not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go thrifting
And ‘One Love,’ oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that song came out
My son told his whole class he was actually proud
That’s so cool, look what you’re accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, cause it’s positive
You’re the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
Cause you get it, all that negative stuff it isn’t cool”
Yeah?
“Yeah, like, all the guns and the drugs
The bitches and the hoes and the gangs and the thugs
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop pulls you over, it’s your fault if you run”
Huh?

[Interlude 3: Various male and female voices]
“So, they feel that the police are discriminating against the… the black people? — I have an advantage? Why? Cause I’m white? (laughs) What? (laughs) No. — See, more people nowadays are just pussies. Like, this is the generation to be offended by everything. — ‘Black Lives Matter’ thing is a reason to take arms up over perceived slights. — I’m not prejudiced, I just… — 99% of the time, across this country, the police are doing their job properly.”

[Verse 4]
Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of resentment
Some of us scared, some of us defensive
And most of us aren’t even paying attention
It seems like we’re more concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are with racism
I’ve heard that silences are action and God knows that I’ve been passive
What if I actually read a article, actually had a dialogue
Actually looked at myself, actually got involved?
If I’m aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I don’t know
Hip-hop has always been political, yes
It’s the reason why this music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black people are dying
Then I’m trying to be politically correct?
I can book a whole tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, built his own business
If I’m only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a voice to begin with
Then this isn’t authentic, it is just a gimmick
The DIY underdog, so independent
But the one thing the American dream fails to mention
Is I was many steps ahead to begin with
My skin matches the hero, likeness, the image
America feels safe with my music in their systems
And it’s suited me perfect, the role, I’ve fulfilled it
And if I’m the hero, you know who gets cast as the villain
White supremacy isn’t just a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy protects the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my home
White supremacy is our country’s lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system that let off Darren Wilson – guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

[Interlude 4: Various male and female voices]
“Black Lives Matter, to use an analogy, is like if… if there was a subdivision and a house was on fire. The fire department wouldn’t show up and start putting water on all the houses because all houses matter. They would show up and they would turn their water on the house that was burning because that’s the house that needs the help the most. — My generation’s taken on the torch of a very age-old fight for black liberation, but also liberation for everyone. Injustice anywhere is still injustice everywhere. — The best thing white people can do is talk to each other, having those very difficult, very painful conversations with your parents, with your family members. — I think one of the critical questions for white people in this society is, ‘What are you willing to risk? What are you willing to sacrifice to create a more just society?'”

[Outro: Jamila Woods]
Your silence is a luxury, hip-hop is not a luxury
Your silence is a luxury, hip-hop is not a luxury
Your silence is a luxury, hip-hop is not a luxury
Your silence is a luxury, hip-hop is not a luxury
What I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us free
What I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us free
What I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us free

Eminem – Untouchable lyrics

Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other, it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, ‘profile’
Then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably comin’ from the dope house
We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hidin’ that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we’d be delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin’ myself, keep doin’ like you’re doin’
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why? ‘Cause you’re a…

[Chorus: Eminem & Cheech and Chong]
White boy, white boy, you’re a rockstar
My momma talkin’ to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don’t listen to her, ’cause my head is like a sieve
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable
The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a big rockstar

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at?
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up, we ’bout to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don’t have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
We’re fightin’ a crime war, here come the swine
Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities
That’s what we call ’em pigsties for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like just a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it’s like we’re drifting back in
To the sixties, having black skin is risky
‘Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassin’ to be a…

[Chorus: Eminem & Cheech and Chong]
White boy, white boy, you’re a rockstar
My momma talkin’ to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don’t listen to her, ’cause my head is like a sieve
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable
The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a big rockstar

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice than a black life span
I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape this circumstance
I’d rather hear ’em say “Die N-word” than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better disguised banter
But that’s life, strapped ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying, but McDonald’s
Seems to be the only franchise that’ll hire
So how can we have higher standards?
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
That’s why it’s at a stalemate
And can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop
Sendin’ white cops in the black neighborhoods
Who ain’t acclimated to ’em, like that’s the way to do it
Who seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism, the fear that a black face gives ’em
A subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?
‘Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area
Separated us, Section-Eight’d us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, and every day’s another
Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids
But can’t escape the sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, it’s like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
It’s more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black
“But you kill each other, facts
You peel each other’s caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothin’ to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a derringer
Or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is ’em beat charges
We done seen ’em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we don’t need all you crooked police officers’ peace offerings
Just keep marchin’, ’til we reach congress
But they’re gonna say you’re tryin’ to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist ‘ville
So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin’ this star-spangled spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the “Land of the Free” that made people slaves to build

21 Savage – Nothing New

They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political
You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
Loading up his chopper, he gon’ show ’em Black Lives Matter
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
Young, black, poor, ain’t had a father since a baby
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement?
Why you think we ridin’ ’round with choppers off safety?
Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I’m cutthroat
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can’t vote
Poppin’ Percocets to kill the pain, I can’t cope
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Breakin’ down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin’ at
Same place where the best chicken gettin’ fried at
Same place where the police killin’, tellin’ lies at
It ain’t just the babies, man, I swear the mama’s cryin’ now
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too

Ice Cube – Good Cop Bad Cop (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Good cop, good cop, rollin’ with that bad cop
What you doing boy, turning that blood clart
Buck shot shot, they fire through the drug spot
Robots, can’t give a damn who the fuck’s shot
Clean cop, clean cop, fucking with that dirty cop
Don’ act like yo ass never heard of that
Clean cop, clean cop, rollin’ with that mean cop
Still tryna’ act proud as peacock
You know that mean cop might need a detox
Motherfucker’ tryna blow me out my Reebox
But I swing like Jack and the Beanstalk
Chop them down, when these bitches tryna lock me down
Hit the ground, hit the turf, walk the earth
Cube kidnap your mind, Patty Hearst
Bust a verse, that make your ass hit reverse
Kill the curse that was placed on the universe
West coast, war lord
Blacker, than the black knight
Fuck a black and white, the winner ain’t actin’ right
Good cop, good cop fillin’ out your report
Bad cop asking you to distort
Bad cop asking you to lie in court
Send another young brother up north
Send another young sister off course
While these motherfuckers chill on the golf course

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop

Lazy cop, fuckin’ with that crazy cop
Always braggin’, bout that new case they got
Do or die cop, with that suicide cop
Tell the truth cop, with that true or lie cop
Bro you fuckin’ high cop, don’t even try cop
Ain’t no motherfuckin’ drugs up in my spot
All you find in my closet is the high top
And my motherfuckin’ tickets to the sky box
Hold up nigga, I’m a rider
Youse a roll up
Yep, dick controller
Make me mad, that’s when I get swole up
The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
Come after cuffs, knock off the rust
Throw my hands up, you still wanna bust
The Trojan horse, is full of the sense of force?
When they try get aggressive, niggas off the porch

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop

Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
Where’s your empathy?
Where is your sympathy?
Bad cop, where’s your humanity?
Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
Hell on that nigga, snitch on that bitch
Truth be told, motherfuck the blue code
Fuck the po-po actin’ like Deebo
Already know Craig let the brick go
Black Lives Matter, it’s not chit chatter
‘Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A nine is terrible in your face
The mace has a terrible fuckin’ taste
The pen is a terrible fuckin’ place
The kings all hate the fuckin’ ace
The judge sabotaged my fuckin’ case
Racist motherfucker

Black police showin’ out for the white cop

Ice Cube – Good Cop Bad Cop

[Intro]
Break em off some
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Good cop, good cop fuckin’ wit that bad cop
What’cha doing boy? Turn in that blood clot
Buck shots they fly through drug spot
Robots can give a damn who the fuck shot
Clean cop, clean cop fuckin wit that dirty cop
Don’t act like yo ass never heard of that
Clean cop, clean cop fuckin wit that mean cop
Still trying act pride peacock
You know that mean cop might need detox
Mothafucka tried to blow me out me Rebox
But I swing like Jack and Bean stalk
Chop’em down when these bitches try to lock’em down
Hit the ground hit the turf
Warp the earth
Cube a kidnap your mind, Patty Herst
Bust a verse that a make yo ass hit reverse
Kill the curse that was placed on the universe
West Coast War Lord blacker then the Black Knight
Fuck a black & white when they ain’t actin’ right
Good cop, good cop filling out your report
Bad cop asking you to distort
Bad cop asking you to lie in court
Send another young brother up north
Send another young Sista off course
While them mothafuckas chill on the golf course

[Chorus]
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop

[Verse 2]
Lazy cop fuckin wit that crazy Cop
Always bragging – bout the new case he got
Do or die cop with the suicide cop
Tell the truth cop wit that – "you a lie, cop!"
Are you fuckin high cop? Don’t even try cop
Ain’t no mothafucka drugs up in my spot
All you find in my closet is the high top
And my mothafuckin tickets to the skybox
Hold up nigga, I’m a rider
You a roller yep thee controller
Make me mad that’s when I get swole up
The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
Come out the cuffs knock off the rust
Throw my hands up you still wanna bust
The Trojan horse is full of excessive force
When they try to get aggressive nigga off the porch

[Hook]
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop

[Verse 3]
Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
Where’s your empathy?
Where is your sympathy?
Bad cop, where’s your humanity?
Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
Hell on that nigga, snitch on that bitch
Truth be told, mothafuck the blue code
Fuck the po-po actin’ like Deebo
Already know Craig let the brick go
Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter
Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A nine is terrible in your face
The mase has a terrible fuckin’ taste
The pen is a terrible fuckin’ place
The kings all hate the fuckin’ ace
The judge sabotaged my fuckin’ case
Racist motherfucker

[Outro]
Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop

Good cop bad cop – Ice Cube lyrics

Lyrics Ice Cube – Good cop bad cop

Good cop, good cop f*ckin’ wit that bad cop
What’cha doing boy? Turn in that blood clot
Buck shots they fly through drug spot
Robots can give a damn who the f*ck shot
Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that dirty cop
Don’t act like yo a*s never heard of that
Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that mean cop
Still trying act pride peacock
You know that mean cop might need detox
Mothaf*cka tried to blow me out me Rebox
But I swing like Jack and Bean stalk
Chop’em down when these b*tches try to lock’em down
Hit the ground hit the turf
Warp the earth
Cube a kidnap your mind, Patty Herst
Bust a verse that a make yo a*s hit reverse
Kill the curse that was placed on the universe
West Coast War Lord blacker then the Black Knight
f*ck a black & white when they ain’t actin’ right
Good cop, good cop filling out your report
Bad cop asking you to distort
Bad cop asking you to lie in court
Send another young brother up north
Send another young Sista off course
While them mothaf*ckas chill on the golf course.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

Lazy cop f*ckin wit that crazy Cop
Always bragging – bout the new case he got
Do or die cop with the suicide cop
Tell the truth cop wit that – “you a lie, cop!”
Are you f*ckin high cop? Don’t even try cop
Ain’t no mothaf*cka drugs up in my spot
All you find in my closet is the high top
And my mothaf*ckin tickets to the skybox
Hold up nigga, I’m a rider versuri-lyrics.info
You a roller yep thee controller
Make me mad that’s when I get swole up
The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
Come out the cuffs knock off the rust
Throw my hands up you still wanna bust
The Trojan horse is full of excessive force
When they try to get aggressive nigga off the porch.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
Where’s your empathy?
Where is your sympathy?
Bad cop, where’s your humanity?
Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
Hell on that nigga, snitch on that b*tch
Truth be told, mothaf*ck the blue code
f*ck the po-po actin’ like Deebo
Already know Craig let the brick go
Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter
Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A nine is terrible in your face
The mase has a terrible f*ckin’ taste
The pen is a terrible f*ckin’ place
The kings all hate the f*ckin’ ace
The judge sabotaged my f*ckin’ case
Racist motherf*cker.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black coppp.
Ice Cube lyrics
Video cop