THE LAST POETS

THE LAST POETS - Wake Up, Niggers lyrics

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Night descends as the sun's light ends

And black comes back, to blend again

And with the death of the sun

Night and blackness become one

Blackness being you

Peeping through the red, the white, and the blue

Dreaming of lost black civilizations that once flourished 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 Kool 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 atmosphere, far away from here

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 being held for the late, great Blackness... "

(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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