n*ggas do a lot of shootin

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nikkas do a lot of shootin'
nikkas do a lot of shootin'

nikkas shoot off at the mouth
nikkas shoot pool, nikkas shoot craps
nikkas cut around the corner and shoot down the street
nikkas shoot sharp glances at white women
nikkas shoot dope into their arm

nikkas 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 nikkas when the revolution needs some shots!?
Yeah, you know. nikkas are somewhere shootin' the shyt
nikkas are scared of revolution

 
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nikka fukk yo mama she shoulda wore a condom
smoking on this tooka pack
smoking on this aiki pack

fukk da opps

"nikkas talk about fukking
fukkin' that, fukkin' this, fukkin' yours, fukkin' my sis
Not knowing what they're fukking for
They ain't fukking for love and appreciation
Just fukking to be fukking.

nikkas fukk white thighs, black thighs, yellow thighs, brown thighs
nikkas fukk ankles when they run out of thighs
nikkas fukk Sally, Linda, and Sue
And if you don't watch out
nikkas will fukk you!
nikkas would fukk 'fukk' if it could be fukked
But when it comes to fukking for revolutionary causes
nikkas say 'fukk revolution!'
nikkas are scared of revolution"
-The Last Poets
 
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That is a speech.

It relates to the people. Preachers often scrub their message to come off as articulate and sophisticated. But you can ever ring to the heart of the people if you can't speak to them blunt.

When the revolution comes some of us will probably catch it on TV, with chicken hanging from our mouths.
You'll know it's revolution cause there won't be no commercials
When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes
Preacher pimps are gonna split the scene with the communion wine stuck in their back pockets
fakkits won't be so funny then and all the junkies will quit their nodding and wake up When the revolution comes
-The Last Poets
 
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