Quadeer Shakur - Still Scared of Revolution lyrics

rate me

You know this Uncle Tom?

Listen, sucker. I'm blacker than the ace of spades,

and more militant than you and your whole dam army put together.

And while you out there chantin at rallies an brow-beatin politicians,

I'm takin out any money-frontin sucker on a humble that gets in my way.

So I tell you what, when your so-called revolution starts, you call me&

and I'll be right down front showin you how it's done.

But until then, you need to shut the fuck up when grown folks is talkin

I see em talkin bout that frontline action

But ain't nobody walkin with that frontline action

Is all up in their face like 8-balls up in their face

Smokescreen clear

guess who still standin there?

Amir Quadeer Shakur

who I fear? None of yall

Came from the dirt

I put the hurt to some of yall

Game don't change

same old names

If you a sucker on the block

you a sucker in the pen, hop

Shot at, stabbed, ultimately shot, it don't matter

Still the one to bust the devil down while you chit-chatter

Blood spit-splatter, coughin up a blood clot

couldn't get Assatta, got Pac, blood clot

Go and tell bro that, cointelpro still breathin

Can I get a witness here this evening?

Whos the dog that brought the bone that buried Brother Humza?

Take your liberation flag and burn it at Kwaanzaa

Woah, you're still scared

Woah, you're still scared

Woah, you're still scared

Woah, scared of revolution

We declare our rank on this earth. To be a man.

To be a human being human being.

To be respected as a human being.

To be given the rights like a human being.

In this society, on this earth, in this day.

Which we intend to bring into existence& by any means necessary

Where was you when Rana Jones was murdered?

We took it to the block, let it be known, the murdered

won't be deserted, Fox News got yall diverted

From the issue, theyre all up on that Lohann issue

And we all up on, who made the Jet Beauty page

Some cutey with her mind in a cage, behind all the rage

Backside bangin while the headlines of The Banner

And the Final Call, is pumpin truth to all of yall

They wanna see Deval fall, tried us with the Pall Mall

Kools, Camels and Newport, from here to Newport

They followin a new thought, namin it Tea Party

But it's not Tea Party, it's Nazi party

And Ben Jealous fell for the OReilly Factor fast

Miss Sherrod, call me, I'll bust ORiellys ass

And take that as a promise, man, I'm all outta threats

Verse two, man, you ain't heard nothin yet

Niggers are players. Niggers play football, baseball and basketball,

while the white man is cutting off THEIR balls.

Niggers tell you theyre ready to be liberated,

but when you say; lets go take our revolution, niggers reply

I was just playin. Niggers are playin with revolution and losin.

Niggers are scared of revoution

I ain't scared to say Mitt Romney is a racist

Brought up with the Mormons, screwed up cases

I ain't scared to say supporters of Menino

Is the worst bunch of clowns and frauds that we know

If you're so-called revolutionary, realize this, man

Menino got police in hand, from here to Mattapan

But yet, all throughout the land, time and time again

Boston Homicide is rated worst, these streets thirst

For every mothers first born, I burst on

The scene to damage the devil, raise the level

Of the boom, who stepped up in the room

it's MC Spice, knowledge me, the devils doom

I pledge allegiance to the flag, red, black, green

Red, black, yellow, good mornin, hello

Still got a problem with a level 4 bio lab in the belly

B.U.

I wanna see you

I love niggers. I love niggers. I love niggers. Because niggers are me.

And I should only love that which IS me.

I love to see niggers go through changes.

Love to see niggers act. Love to see niggers make them plays and shoot the shit.

But there's one thing about niggers I do not love. Niggers are scared of revolution