The Last Poets
The Last Poets - Run Nigge songtekst
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[Abiodun Oyewole: "tick-tock" rhythms occur after first two lines] I understand that time is running out... I understand that time, is running out... I understand that time is running out, I understand that time is running out... Running out as hastily as niggers run from the Man... Time is running out, on our natural habits Time is running out, on lifeless serpents reigning over a living kingdom Time is running out of talks, marches, tunes, chants, and all kinds of prayers Time, is running out of time Heard someone say, "Things were chaaaaaanging" (Changing - things are changing!) Change, CHAN-CHAN-CHAN-CHANGINNNNNG... from brown to black Time is running out on bullshit changes Running out like a bushfire in a dry forest Like a murder from the scene of a crime Like a little roach from DDT Running out like big niggers, running a football field - RUN NIGGER! Screwing your woman (RUN NIGGERS!) Whooping your ass (RUN NIGGERS!) Stealing your culture (RUN NIGGERS!) Taking your life (RUN NIGGERS!) Killing your children (RUN NIGGERS!) RUN NIGGER! - RUN like you run, when the liquor store's closing at Saturday night Run nigger, 'cause time is running Run like time never yielding or forgiving Moving forward, in a direct pattern of percussive movement Never warning or relinquinshing Time, is running running running RUNNING RUNNING RUNNING TIME'S DONE RUN OUT