歌曲 | Wake Up, Niggers |
歌手 | The Last Poets |
专辑 | The Last Poets |
作词 : Pudim | |
Night, descends, as the sun's light ends | |
And black comes back, to blend again | |
And with the depth of the sun | |
Night blackness become one | |
Blackness being you | |
Peeping through the red, the white, and the blue | |
Dreaming of bars, black civilizations that once florished and grew | |
HEY! - WAKE UP, NIGGERS or y'all through! | |
Drowning in the puddle of the white man's spit | |
As you pause for some drawers in the midst of shit | |
And ain't got nothing to save your funky-ass with! | |
You cool, fool - sipping on a menthol cigarette 'round midnight | |
Rapping about how the Big Apple is outta sight, when you ain't never had a bite | |
Who are you fooling? Me, you | |
Wake up, niggers or ya ALL through! | |
In Uptown, two roaches are drowned in each other's piss | |
In Downtown, interracial lovers secretly kiss | |
While junkies are dreaming of total bliss | |
Somewhere in the atmospheeeere, far away from heeeeere | |
Beyond realms of white dimensions, gathered by suppressed intentions | |
As their CRIES, cries, cries go unrecognized | |
Except by their keeper, the Grim Reaper | |
"SAVE ME!, " a carnity shout, as the lights go out | |
'cause you ain't paid your 'lectric bill | |
And the rats and roaches move on in for the kill | |
As your lips struggle the Grain, that last drought from the wine bottle | |
And you roll snake eyes, never to realizing that you BLEW | |
WAKE up, niggers or ya all through! | |
Sitting in the corner with your minds tied to your behinds | |
Bonafied members of Niggers Anonymous | |
Never knowing which way you're going - pimpin' off life | |
Turning tricks to slick dicks, with candy asses | |
"All masses are behelding a mind mourning for the Late Great black maaaaaaan... " | |
(Ahhhhhhh-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen...) | |
YOU NIGGERS UNDERSTAND? ! UP AGAINST THE WALL | |
Black male and farmers, are a-blow you away | |
And you'll never live to see the light of day | |
And the nightstick, the nightstick it glides GRACEFULLY upside yo' head | |
That's right, brothers and sisters, YOU livin' dead | |
When the cock crows, and the night goes | |
And it saves your ass in the nick of time | |
As you wake up and you start to find | |
Yourself, laying up in bed - scratching your ass in hand | |
Trying to remember where you recall this veneer nightmare | |
That always leave you feelin' blue | |
But you still can't place, The Man face, as hard as you try to | |
HEY! - WAKE UP, NIGGERS OR WE ALL THROUGH! |
zuò cí : Pudim | |
Night, descends, as the sun' s light ends | |
And black comes back, to blend again | |
And with the depth of the sun | |
Night blackness become one | |
Blackness being you | |
Peeping through the red, the white, and the blue | |
Dreaming of bars, black civilizations that once florished and grew | |
HEY! WAKE UP, NIGGERS or y' all through! | |
Drowning in the puddle of the white man' s spit | |
As you pause for some drawers in the midst of shit | |
And ain' t got nothing to save your funkyass with! | |
You cool, fool sipping on a menthol cigarette ' round midnight | |
Rapping about how the Big Apple is outta sight, when you ain' t never had a bite | |
Who are you fooling? Me, you | |
Wake up, niggers or ya ALL through! | |
In Uptown, two roaches are drowned in each other' s piss | |
In Downtown, interracial lovers secretly kiss | |
While junkies are dreaming of total bliss | |
Somewhere in the atmospheeeere, far away from heeeeere | |
Beyond realms of white dimensions, gathered by suppressed intentions | |
As their CRIES, cries, cries go unrecognized | |
Except by their keeper, the Grim Reaper | |
" SAVE ME!, " a carnity shout, as the lights go out | |
' cause you ain' t paid your ' lectric bill | |
And the rats and roaches move on in for the kill | |
As your lips struggle the Grain, that last drought from the wine bottle | |
And you roll snake eyes, never to realizing that you BLEW | |
WAKE up, niggers or ya all through! | |
Sitting in the corner with your minds tied to your behinds | |
Bonafied members of Niggers Anonymous | |
Never knowing which way you' re going pimpin' off life | |
Turning tricks to slick dicks, with candy asses | |
" All masses are behelding a mind mourning for the Late Great black maaaaaaan... " | |
Ahhhhhhhmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen... | |
YOU NIGGERS UNDERSTAND? nbsp! UP AGAINST THE WALL | |
Black male and farmers, are ablow you away | |
And you' ll never live to see the light of day | |
And the nightstick, the nightstick it glides GRACEFULLY upside yo' head | |
That' s right, brothers and sisters, YOU livin' dead | |
When the cock crows, and the night goes | |
And it saves your ass in the nick of time | |
As you wake up and you start to find | |
Yourself, laying up in bed scratching your ass in hand | |
Trying to remember where you recall this veneer nightmare | |
That always leave you feelin' blue | |
But you still can' t place, The Man face, as hard as you try to | |
HEY! WAKE UP, NIGGERS OR WE ALL THROUGH! |