Album Name : The Very Best of the Last Poets
Release Date : 2011-08-15
Song Duration : 5:16
Last Poets Niggaz Are Scared Of Revolution
N..ers are scared of revolution
But n..ers shouldn't be scared of revolution
Because revolution is nothing but change
And all n..ers do is change
N..ers come in from work and change into pimping clothes
and hit the streets to make some quick change
N..ers change their hair from black to red to blond
and hope like hell their looks will change
N..er kill other n..ers
Just because one didn't receive the correct change
N..ers change from men to women, from women to men
N..ers change, change, change
You hear n..ers say
Things are changing? Things are changing?
Yeah, things are changing
N..ers change into 'Black' n..er things
Black n..er things that go through all kinds of changes
The change in the day that makes them rant and rave
Black Power! Black Power!
And the change that comes over them at night, as they sigh and moan:
White thighs, ooh, white thighs
N..ers always goin' through bullshit change
But when it comes for real change,
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers are actors, n..ers are actors
N..ers act like they are in a hurry
to catch the first act of the 'Great White Hope'
N..ers try to act like Malcolm
And when the white man doesn't react
toward them like he did Malcolm
N..ers want to act violently
N..ers act so coooool and slick
causing white people to say:
What makes you n..ers act like that?
N..ers act like you ain't never seen nobody act before
But when it comes to acting out revolution
N..ers say: 'I can't dig them actions!'
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers are very untogether people
N..ers talk about getting high and riding around in 'els'
N..ers should get high and ride to hell
N..ers talk about pimping
Pimping that, pimping what
Pimping yours, pimping mine
Just to be pimping, is a helluva line
N..ers are very untogether people
N..ers talk about the mind
Talk about: My mind is stronger than yours
"I got that bitch's mind uptight!"
N..ers don't know a damn thing about the mind
Or they'd be right
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers f..ck. N..ers f..ck, f..ck, f..ck
N..ers love the word f..ck
They think it's so f..ckin' cute
They f..ck you around
The first thing they say when they're mad: 'Fuck it'
You play a little too much with them
They say 'Fuck you'
When it's time to TCB,
N..ers are somewhere f..cking
Try to be nice to them, they f..ck over you
N..ers don't realize while they doin' all this f..cking
They're getting f..cked around
And when they do realize it's too late
So n..ers just get f..cked up
N..ers talk about f..cking
F..ckin' that, f..ckin' this, f..ckin' yours, f..ckin' my sis
Not knowing what they're f..cking for
They ain't f..cking for love and appreciation
Just f..cking to be f..cking.
N..ers f..ck white thighs, black thighs, yellow thighs, brown thighs
N..ers f..ck ankles when they run out of thighs
N..ers f..ck Sally, Linda, and Sue
And if you don't watch out
N..ers will f..ck you!
N..ers would f..ck 'Fuck' if it could be f..cked
But when it comes to f..cking for revolutionary causes
N..ers say 'Fuck revolution!'
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers are players, n..ers are players, are players
N..ers play football, baseball and basketball
while the white man cuttin' off their balls
When the n..er's play ain't tight enough
to play with some black thighs,
N..ers play with white thighs
to see if they still have some play left
And when there ain't no white thighs to play with
N..ers play with themselves
N..ers tell you they're ready to be liberated
But when you say 'Let's go take our liberation'
N..ers reply: 'I was just playin'
N..ers are playing with revolution and losing
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers do a lot of shootin'
N..ers do a lot of shootin'
N..ers shoot off at the mouth
N..ers shoot pool, n..ers shoot craps
N..ers cut around the corner and shoot down the street
N..ers shoot sharp glances at white women
N..ers shoot dope into their arm
N..ers shoot guns and rifles on New Year's Eve
A new year that is coming in
The white police will do more shooting at them
Where are n..ers when the revolution needs some shots!?
Yeah, you know. N..ers are somewhere shootin' the shit
N..ers are scared of revolution
N..ers are lovers, n..ers are lovers are lovers
N..ers love to see Clark Gable
make love to Marilyn Monroe
N..ers love to see Tarzan f..ck all the natives
N..ers love to hear the Lone Ranger yell "Heigh Ho Silver!"
N..ers love commercials, n..ers love commercials
Oh how n..ers love commercials:
"You can take n..ers out of the country, but
you can't take the country out of n..ers"
N..ers are lovers, are lovers, are lovers
N..ers loved to hear Malcolm rap
But they didn't love Malcolm
N..ers love everything but themselves
But I'm a lover too, yes I'm a lover too
I love n..ers, I love n..ers, I love n..ers
Because n..ers are me
And I should only love that which is me
I love to see n..ers go through changes
Love to see n..ers act
Love to see n..ers make them plays and shoot the shit
But there is one thing about n..ers I do not love
N..ers are scared of revolution