He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, I’m not a black man I’m a nigga.
In that quick second, my whole being was frozen in clouds doubt
And my soul dropped lower than my body’s leniency would allow,
My universe exploded, leaving a poisonous and deadly sun-blockin dust
Ignorance wasn’t exiled so niggas still use excuse like I don’t know and just cause
They call my sisters bitches and sluts no matter what,
Only thing my voice could project was what the fuck?
Why should I be stressed by our personal oppression,
Carrying the weight of our niggerish regression?
My energy steady pressin my brain in to find pointless solution and answers
My body shut in the constant fear of cancer
So I dreamt of a dancer, her hair naturally nappy
She exiled her ignorance so she’s constantly happy
Has the body of what everyman wants they woman to be
But leaves it to the imagination because she don’t want everybody to see.
Understands the struggle, favorite song is read a book
Hates the radio cause her brothers have turned into crooks
No other men spit game because they know she sees the truth
Her name is Revolution but for short I call her Lu
In my dream I marry her and vow to her knowledge
Promise the fate of my people, just to pay homage
And in more than February they would acknowledge
That this great people are in face of great promise
Then I wake to the world
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, I’m not a black man I’m a nigga.
In that quick second, my whole being was frozen in clouds doubt
And my soul dropped lower than my body’s leniency would allow,
My universe exploded, leaving a poisonous and deadly sun-blockin dust
Ignorance wasn’t exiled so niggas still use excuse like I don’t know and just cause
They call my sisters bitches and sluts no matter what,
Only thing my voice could project was what the fuck?
I’ll search for her, but Lu I’ll never find
And even if my body shuts down, she’ll still be in my mind
Sharing her passionate thoughts and crying tears of concentrated inspiration,
Leaving my brain wanting and desiring constant and frequent education
For I have sparked her essence and use everything she has given
And she will move on whether or whether not I’m livin.
My first objective free my mind of this society’s prison
The next…well it seems pretty given.
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
He said, he’s not a black man, he’s a nigga,
I said, he's a black man, not a nigga.
Change.
"Women in the Seats but Not Behind the Camera"
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Kimberley French/Summit Entertainment, via Associated Press
By MANOHLA DARGIS
Published: December 10, 2009
IN March 1993 the Academy of Motion Picture Arts...
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