NIGGA DIE!
DIE NIGGA, NIGGA DIE!
Is what they cry,
While face down on our backs
Burning our churches & crosses
Telling us it cost to be an American...
But what they really mean is that
It costs to be an African...
And who am I?
Just a Black man trying to survive in this white society
They tell me it's not a democracy
But hell, it has to be some kind of conspiracy
The reason my brothers are locked in chains,
Brain washed, and hung from their heads
Given slave mentalities,
Eyes cold as if they just arose from the dead...
And we dread...
Working a 9 to 5 for bullshit pay
Minimum wage in place of fractured bones,
Sweat covered body, and filthy palms
Dust 'til dawn...
We work
Sun up 'til sun down
While Corporate Circus is being ran by Uncle Sam -
The Ku Klux Klansman clown
And they wonder why I frown
Portraying my Mother Africa as some starvation foundation
Damn...
The white man trying to auction off my people through
Save The Children Programs...
Trying to feed me... bullshit
That the homeland of my ancestry
Is nothing but starving kids,
When in actuality, you're just ignorant to the ancient temples
& pyramids
Feeding us your poisonous seeds...
Feeding us your pollution...
Killing us with your dreadful diseases...
Killing us with your false absolutions...
I'm living in the land of the lost,
But This land isn't lost, just stolen
By European devils
And rebels killing my people off slowly
Calling us coons,
Hanging my Brothers,
Raping my Mothers,
Molesting my Sisters, & killing their wombs
Pushing that pestilence inside our hoods
Getting our Black babies high
All this time I thought unity was not attempted,
But unity was denied
We cried for freedom;
We died for freedom;
We slaved for freedom
Dishonest Abe signed the papers,
But did shit to free us
NIGGA DIE!
DIE NIGGA, NIGGA DIE!
And who am I?
That Black man you torched;
That African you scorched;
That NIGGA...
That NIGGA...
That NIGGA who just won't die
Tha Prodigal One...
I can't really critique this because it's all too true...I guess this will have to be more of a comment because the poem was hot hot hot...man, you let loose a cannon on this one