
the level of stupidity in this thread is phenomenal...starting with the stupid ass OP
nikka how the fukk you sound saying your 4xgreat grandfathers were ho ass nikkaz. maybe yours but not mine. lemme put it like this, your clown ass wouldn't last FIVE MINUTES in the world they had to endure...wait let me re-type that ...
YOUR CLOWN PAMPERED ENTITLED MILLENNIAL ASS WOULDNT LAST FIVE MFIN MINUTES IN THE WORLD THEY LIVED IN... trust me nikka. you already sound like a whiny cry baby mfer so odds are all this "rise up and fight back" shyt would be out the window by minute 3, by minute 4 you'd say "fukk my people" and after that you'd be begging massa to just put you out of your misery.
like one dude said on here you nikkaz need to ease up on watching that fantasy tale about django and attempt to keep it real. WE WERE SLAVES!!! What about that are you mfers finding so hard to comprehend. There was no such thing as a fukkin raised black fist or "say it loud and black and im proud, you couldn't even speak to cacs without your head being in a bowing position and the only "say it loud" was "say it loud cacs are superior to us" which was beat into a slaves head figuratively and LITERALLY.
ive read transcripts from former slave interviews:
Little girl slave: "one day ize werkin in the field wit my daddy and missus(slave owners daughter) came a ridin up on the horse and she tol my daddy '****** if you sass me again ima put you in my pocket' and ize didn't know what missus meant when she said that. later on I found out she meant if he spoke to her with his head up again she would sell him to another massa and put the change in her pocket"
.....now think about that. a man, threatened by a little devil cac bytch, to be SOLD and never see his ol lady and kids again, all because he spoke without his head being down
one more:
slave dude: "it was a sunday. Ize remember because usually after church missus didn't brang us no bisquits after our whippin but this sunday she did.
(mandatory whippings every sunday AFTER CHURCH) so ize just got done brangin the cows around and massa come up to me wit his rifle. he told me he found out my cousin was planning on runnin away and he gave me the rifle and told me to go out in the field and kill him. ize go out there and tol my cousin weze got to leave, massa wont me to kill you and if I don't he's gon kill both of us (
or some other horrible shyt). ize threw down that rifle and we ran and ran....but ya know ize
hated to leave.
I shol missed them biscuits missus used to make"
"we wouldn't take that we would rise up!!"

you lil mfers need to stop