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I brushed my teeth, but I left a little whiskey on my breath for you |
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Don't panic 'til they tell you to, known as the uppity class coons |
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Strap on your boots and grab the iron cast broom |
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'Cause somebody has to sweep the floor in this dark room |
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The bully van smelled like kush |
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This all starts to make more sense when sirens go off |
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Drop me off, partin' words were "have a better one" |
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Roll out the rule like sickle and hammer |
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His crew's bad still, but my crew's badder |
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The women are opaque, the men are bathin' apes |
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So who's a good chimp |
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I was holding on to all these things like relics |
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The museum and it's plinths are the mantle pieces |
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In the homes where colonial officers did their stints |
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The academics place their knowledge in the intellectual museum that hoards information as opposed to usin' it for action |
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Impassive |
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A black child, a wild child and a white child |
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I just saw steppin' past a stoop |
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All wearin' matchin' black track suits in denial of the loot |
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But, Wu-Tang is for the children |
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Rice and peas for the billions |
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Breathe in the past, breathe out the future |
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No true social analysis has a conclusion |
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Taught them wise |
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Seven sisters on a Friday night all waterside |
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To behold, to be held, to beheld upon |
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Was somethin' we never gelled upon |
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What went wrong, only you'd know |
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Yes, this is, this is the ignoble peon poet speaking |
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Dialing in directly to you from the blue satellite |
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Black Orpheus, the ruby yacht |
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It won't let me linger, it won't let me, nah |
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It won't let me linger, it won't let me |
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It won't let me linger, it won't let me |
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Rowdy and docile, mouthy apostle |
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Ouchie, I'm hostile, itchy clairvoyant |
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Chorus of voices, tremolo pedal for extra points |
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It's the nuance, be the nuisance |
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Squeezin' the self for potent juices |
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Movements fluid, druid's in tune with it |
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But, not at the steering wheel |
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Hearing heels, listening correctly can cause introspecting |
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It won't let me linger, it won't let me |
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It won't let me linger, it won't let me |
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Tempo be a limiting use of time space |
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But this is not a race, so icy |
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Silver on black gold skin, pop so nicely |
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Hi, I'm yellow, oblivious idiots, I'd like to dance with you |
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There are poets, with little to no merit |
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Enjoying the fruits of labor with no calluses on tips |
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Come now, purse those lips and form the basis for our enjoyment |
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Well let me get started, uh. We ran into difficult right away with the people that control the media in the United States. That is the large newspapers, the radio stations, and the record companies. Uh, we were all poets and publishers of magazines. I was publishing uh, for many years, a radical, literary quarterly in the United States and didn't run into any appreciable trouble. However, when we got into music, which goes out to all the people, as opposed to the elite, that you get with a literary magazine. When we went out to large audiences, we got into trouble |
