******s are scared of revolution (Poetry)

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******s are scared of the revolution
But ******s shouldn’t be scared of the revolution
Because the revolution is nothing but change
And all ******s do is change
******s come in from work and change into pimping clothes
And hit the streets to make some quick change
******s change their hair from black to red to blond
And hope like hell that their looks will change
******s kill other ******s
Just because one didn’t receive the correct change
******s change from men to women
From women to men
******s change, change, change
You hear ******s say
Things are changing, Things are changing
Yeah, things are changing
******s change into black ****** things
Black ****** 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, ooohh, white thighs
******s are always going through bullshit change
But when it comes to real change
******s are scared of the revolution

******s are actors, ******s are actors
******s act like they are in a hurry
To catch the first act of the great white hope
******s try to act like Malcolm
And when the white man
Doesn’t react to them like he did Malcolm
******s want to act violently
******s act so cool and slick
Causing white people to say
What makes you ******s act like that?
******s act like you ain’t never seen nobody act before
But when it comes to acting out revolution
******s say “I can’t dig them actions!
******s are scared of the revolution

******s are very untogether people
******s talk about getting high
And riding around in Els
******s should get high and ride to hell
******s talk about pimping
Pimping that, pimping what
Pimping your’s, pimping mine
Just to be pimping, is a helluva line
******s are very untogether people
******s talk about the mind
Talk about my mind is stronger than yours
I got that bitch’s mind up tight
******s don’t know a damn thing about the mind
Or they’d be right
******s are scared of the revolution

******s fuck, ******s fuck, fuck, fuck
******s love the word fuck
They think they’re so fucking cute
They fuck 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 take care of business
******s are somewhere fucking
Try and be nice to them
They fuck over you
******s don’t realize while they’re doing all this fucking
They’re getting fucked around
And when they do realize, It’s too late
So ******s just get fucked up

******s talk about fucking
Fucking that, fucking this, Fucking your’s, fucking my sis
Not knowing what they’re fucking for
They ain’t fucking for love and appreciation
Just fucking to be fucking
******s fuck
White thighs, black thighs, yellow thighs, brown thighs
******s fuck ankles when they ran out of thighs
******s fuck Sally, Linda and Sue
And if you don’t watch out
******s will fuck you
******s would fuck fuck it could be fucked
But when it comes to revolutionary causes
******s say – fuck revolution!
******s are scared of revolution

******s are players, ******s are players, are players
******s play, football, baseball, and basketball
While the white man
Is cutting off their balls
When the ******s’ play ain’t tight enough
To play with some black thighs
******s play with white thighs
To see if they still have some play left
And when there ain’t no white thighs to play with
******s play with themselves
******s tell you they’re ready to be liberated
But when you say let’s go take our liberation
******s reply – I was just playin’!
******s are playing with revolution
And losing
******s are scared of revolution

******s do a lot of shooting, ******s do a lot of shooting
******s shoot off at the mouth
******s shoot pool, ******s shoot craps
******s cut around the corners, And shoot down the street
******s shoot sharp glances at white women
******s shoot dope into their arm
******s shoot guns and rifles for New Year’s Eve
(A new year that is coming in
The white police will do more shooting at them)
Where are ******s when revolution needs some shots?
Yeah you know, ******s are somewhere shooting the shit
******s are scared of revolution

******s are lovers, ******s are lovers, are lovers
******s love to see Clark Gable make love to Marilyn Monroe
******s love to see Tarzan fuck all the natives
******s love to hear the Lone Ranger yell, Hi ho, Silver!
******s love commercials, ******s love commercials
Oh, how ******s love commercials
“You can take ******s out of the country but,
You can’t take the country out of ******s!!”
******s are lovers, are lovers, are lovers
******s loved to hear Malcolm rap
But they didn’t love Malcolm
******s love everything but themselves
But I’m a lover too, yes I’m a lover too
I love ******s, I love ******s, I love ******s
Because ******s are me
And I should only love that which is me
I love to see ******s go through changes, Love to see ******s act
Love to see ******s make them plays, And shoot the shit
But there is one thing about ******s I do not love
******s are scared of revolution!



-LAST POETS:dance:
 
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That's The Last Poets from the album of the same name, 1970/1971.

Anyone who attended Tuskegee and went to Willie J Fluker's classes knows their Last Poets. He used to ask: "Why is it that the first rap group called themselves The Last Poets? What did they know?"
 
Yessir

This is not Asatta


This is the brothers known as the LAST POETS

Ambiodune still lives in Harlem and still performs today! He used to do a cookout at his house every weekend when he wasn't performing in the summertime and invite alot of heads. Everyone would build and politic on everything.
 
It's by The Last Poets.

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That's The Last Poets from the album of the same name, 1970/1971.

Anyone who attended Tuskegee and went to Willie J Fluker's classes knows their Last Poets. He used to ask: "Why is it that the first rap group called themselves The Last Poets? What did they know?"

Thanx.:)
 
adding malcolm on the end is the exclamation point!!!

"BY ANY MEANS NECCESARY!!!"


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Sometimes being an old dawg has it's advantages.I still have the original album. Think I'll go throw it on the stereo.:dance:
 
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