Rhymin

She is flesh of me flesh I am bone of her bone So please stop kicking her Beg yu leave her alone, She is not fighting back Find de love dat yu lack Dat's me sista yu beating upstairs. I am fe ...
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From Radical Rapping
I saw a picture of a sign It was a sign of de time Saying, ‘No Blacks, No Irish, No Dogs, No Children, No Cats, No Wogs.’ Sey what, Dat greeted me Mudder In de Mudder country? Nowa ...
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From Reggae Head
I used to think nurses Were women, I used to think police Were men, I used to think poets Were boring, Until I became one of them.   ...
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From Talking Turkeys
Smart big awards and prize money Is killing off black poetry It's not censors or dictators that are cutting up our art. The lure of meeting royalty And touching high society Is damping creativity ...
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From Too Black, Too Strong
The coconuts have got the jobs. The race industry is a growth industry. We despairing, they careering. We want more peace they want more police. The Uncle Toms are getting paid. The race industry ...
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From Too Black, Too Strong
They put a leather belt around her 13 feet of tape and bound her Handcuffs to secure her And only God knows what else, She's illegal, so deport her Said the Empire that brought her She died, No ...
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From Propa Propaganda
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