The Boondocks2005

Granddad:
Nigga, if you ruin this party for me, I'll put my...

Huey:
Ruin the party? They love me. These people aren't worried about us. They're not worried about anything. They're rich. No matter what happens, these people just keep applauding.

Uncle Ruckus:
Attention please. Attention please. My name is Uncle Ruckus, no relation. I want to sing y'all a brand new song I just wrote called "Don't Trust Them New N*ggers Over There". Sing along if you know the words. [sings] Don't trust them new n*ggers over there / Leaving they n*gger essence in the air / Them happy, nappy head n*ggers / With they finger on the trigger / Don't trust them new n*ggers over there / Don't trust them big nostrils over yonder / They suck up so much air it'll make you wonder / Don't them new n*ggers / With they spidey little n*gger figures / Don't trust them new n*ggers over there.

[falls off stage]

Rich Woman:
I think the N-word is OK as long as they say it.

[crowd applauds]

Huey:
See?