Songtext zu ' Imposter ' von Jim Carrey

Imposters!
They say you took something that belonged to them
And maaan, they're gonna kick your white a

Imposter
I'm just a middle-class white kid from Toronto
In spite of how I sound
My single went platinum, i'm bigger than Marley, Jimmy, and Yellowman
But I'm not even mulatto
My reggae's watered down

Hear me on the radio, think I could not be blacker
But on my video, you see Ii'm really a cracker
Pretending I was a rasta since I was in jammies
I should paint my face and start belting out mammy!
You can criticise me all the way to the bank
My single's number one and Shabba don't rank
Time Warner kicked Ice-T off of the label for dissing the cops
They said it just ain't right
But when a caucasian man records a cop-hating song
They don't have a problem
Must be an oversight
All the jamaicans think I gave them a bum steere
But everything I know, I learned from a auctioneer
The bidding will start at seven for this here Gauguin
Eight, do I hear eight, nine who'll give me ten
I got ten, ten gone once, going twice sold
I can spout jibberish, and it will go gold
I am what I am and that's all that I am

I rap in your songs with the best of my abilitity
You need a black man to increase your credibility
When put on the spot, I side with the rasta
Cause the sean ain't down with no imposter

Imposter
Like Vanilla Ice the people are sick of me
They put my boom-boom down
In four months my butt will be back in Canada working a day job
And with a burger crown

Would you, would you, would you like fries with that?
A hot apple pie with that?
Just drive around man!
Blue class!
Aaaaaaaargh!
Hey man!
You wouldn't hit a man with glasses, would you man?
I'm warning you, man
I shot the sheriff!
Exodus ho now