Wake Up, Niggers

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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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Duration
02:47
Key
10
Tempo
147 BPM

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