paroles de chanson Wake up, Niggers - The Last Poets
Night,
descends,
as
the
sun's
light
ends
And
black
comes
back,
to
blend
again
And
with
the
depth
of
the
sun
Night
blackness
become
one
Blackness
being
you
Peeping
through
the
red,
the
white,
and
the
blue
Dreaming
of
bars,
black
civilizations
that
once
florished
and
grew
HEY!
- WAKE
UP,
NIGGERS
or
y'all
through!
Drowning
in
the
puddle
of
the
white
man's
spit
As
you
pause
for
some
drawers
in
the
midst
of
shit
And
ain't
got
nothing
to
save
your
funky-ass
with!
You
cool,
fool
- sipping
on
a
menthol
cigarette
'round
midnight
Rapping
about
how
the
Big
Apple
is
outta
sight,
when
you
ain't
never
had
a
bite
Who
are
you
fooling?
Me,
you
Wake
up,
niggers
or
ya
ALL
through!
In
Uptown,
two
roaches
are
drowned
in
each
other's
piss
In
Downtown,
interracial
lovers
secretly
kiss
While
junkies
are
dreaming
of
total
bliss
Somewhere
in
the
atmospheeeere,
far
away
from
heeeeere
Beyond
realms
of
white
dimensions,
gathered
by
suppressed
intentions
As
their
CRIES,
cries,
cries
go
unrecognized
Except
by
their
keeper,
the
Grim
Reaper
"SAVE
ME!,
" a
carnity
shout,
as
the
lights
go
out
'Cause
you
ain't
paid
your
'lectric
bill
And
the
rats
and
roaches
move
on
in
for
the
kill
As
your
lips
struggle
the
Grain,
that
last
drought
from
the
wine
bottle
And
you
roll
snake
eyes,
never
to
realizing
that
you
BLEW
WAKE
up,
niggers
or
ya
all
through!
Sitting
in
the
corner
with
your
minds
tied
to
your
behinds
Bonafied
members
of
Niggers
Anonymous
Never
knowing
which
way
you're
going
- pimpin'
off
life
Turning
tricks
to
slick
dicks,
with
candy
asses
"All
masses
are
behelding
a
mind
mourning
for
the
Late
Great
black
maaaaaaan...
"
(Ahhhhhhh-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen...)
YOU
NIGGERS
UNDERSTAND?!
UP
AGAINST
THE
WALL
Black
male
and
farmers,
are
a-blow
you
away
And
you'll
never
live
to
see
the
light
of
day
And
the
nightstick,
the
nightstick
it
glides
GRACEFULLY
upside
yo'
head
That's
right,
brothers
and
sisters,
YOU
livin'
dead
When
the
cock
crows,
and
the
night
goes
And
it
saves
your
ass
in
the
nick
of
time
As
you
wake
up
and
you
start
to
find
Yourself,
laying
up
in
bed
- scratching
your
ass
in
hand
Trying
to
remember
where
you
recall
this
veneer
nightmare
That
always
leave
you
feelin'
blue
But
you
still
can't
place,
The
Man
face,
as
hard
as
you
try
to
HEY!
- WAKE
UP,
NIGGERS
OR
WE
ALL
THROUGH!
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