Wake Up Niggers

The Last Poets

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    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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    Composición: Alafia Pudim

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