Black History Month

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Can you feel it? Nothing can save you
 I'm tougher than bullets, so baby, pray to your savior
 I've never been shot but I bet you I'm braver
 I'm taking my spot, nigga, I ain't afraid to
 Be me
 Sometimes I find it very hard to be
 (WHO?)
 Me
 (The Inevitable Rise And Liberation Of NiggyTardust!)
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!
 Picture me
 Lampin' in the company car
 Rims like Tibetan prayer wheels,
 Nigga what? I'm a star
 I cruise the block like a feather,
 Back and forth til I land
 As the song in your ear,
 Or the book in your hand
 Now. this fuckin' world is
 'Bout to know who I am
 Got your whole system up in my trunk
 That dog-eat-dog, make-my-woofers-bark
 Atomic crunk
 All my trill niggas know
 Who be bringing da funk
 Lees and shell toes like it's Black History Month
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!
 There was one
 Bore witness to the rays of the sun
 Synthesized in her own image, photo negative shun
 The development of Parliament, the phallic bop gun
 Thus, the mother-ship connection spawned the birth of the drum
 Ancient drum begat drum
 Kingdom go, kingdom come
 Ancient sector of the scepter risen up to the sun
 Hidden hand of man begat patented clone of the drum
 Boom Bap strapped into a wire, tightly coiled, and re-spun
 (TRIGGER!) sound, trigger gun,
 Drum machine, machine gun
 Bodies piled, carefully filed under beats that were once
 Reprogrammed to become
 Unplugged concert of sun
 Every ray with sample clearance, every two begat one
 (BOOM BAP!) Hard as a gun
 White cross-trainers unstrung
 Let these suckas know the cost of making Harriet run
 Let the North Star be your guiding post when turned from the sun
 Until knowledge reigns supreme over nearly everyone
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!
 Yo, the banana peels are carefully placed
 So keep your shell toes carefully laced
 The illest nigga got peppered and maced
 Now amplify this, turn up the bass!

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Duration
03:15
Key
1
Tempo
163 BPM

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