Quelle Chris, Roc Marciano - Slaves lyrics
[Quelle Chris, Roc Marciano - Slaves lyrics]
"To the question of being asked
To be a part of
The agenda, the Black Agenda that
We haven’t been asked
We should not be waiting to be
Asked we should not be waiting to be
Asked…It is not what white people
Think about us, it’s not what about
White people do to us
It’s what we think about ourselves and
What we do to ourselves that
Is the key and that is what
We have to deal with"
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
Whips and chains, Rick James frames
We rip the stage, ships hit waves
Used to flip cane, shoot clips, aim
Elusive, if the shoe fit's, get strings
Beef on occasion, we bought it, we ate it
You would have swore I told the
Waiter we ordered the angus
Three-quarter gators
War hall-of-famers aim flamers
Purple label blazers on hangers
Suede layers, day players deaf to naysayers
Put haters on ice like skaters
I’m persuasive, three hoes pimp
No wingmen, Gucci button down, clean wingtips
Olive green Six I leave bent, reinvent
Your shine is properly eclipsed
Weese clique
Keys get whipped like cheese grit's
Throw them on you like some Al Green shit
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
We at the top, the rest are at the bottom
The monkeys stay in the middle
Throwing shit around
You’re trying to give me pound
Through the exhibit glass
Eating zookeeper’s trash, not at all
I’m twice evolved
Understand the circle of life
To lion kings, the jungle is like a buffet
Hawaiian themed, that means the pigs roast
Communion style, even the kids toast
Fine wine, until the heavens greet us
Advanced raps, you had to drop the class
Cause making intern money while
We was stacking math
Made you feel funny, your mack isn’t cohesive
We running a defense
You stunt in the bleachers
Where the Wild Things Are
We like Max and the creatures
You try to reach us
The high horse is facetious
But once you make some dope shit
I’ll be happy to meet you
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
"What we have to understand is that
We aren't talking about ancient history
You know, we have slave narratives
That were written in 1933, people
Who lived in slavery so this whole
Idea that we're talking about ancient
History, we're talking about a few
Generations ago and these traditions
This inferiority that
Was drummed into us through the media
Through propaganda… It gets passed
Down and you have this illusion
Of progress, you know, or even a delusion
Of progress, that just doesn't take away the
Fact that after all of
The efforts that have been made, we
Are still, as a people
At the top of just about every bad list"
To be a part of
The agenda, the Black Agenda that
We haven’t been asked
We should not be waiting to be
Asked we should not be waiting to be
Asked…It is not what white people
Think about us, it’s not what about
White people do to us
It’s what we think about ourselves and
What we do to ourselves that
Is the key and that is what
We have to deal with"
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
Whips and chains, Rick James frames
We rip the stage, ships hit waves
Used to flip cane, shoot clips, aim
Elusive, if the shoe fit's, get strings
Beef on occasion, we bought it, we ate it
You would have swore I told the
Waiter we ordered the angus
Three-quarter gators
War hall-of-famers aim flamers
Purple label blazers on hangers
Suede layers, day players deaf to naysayers
Put haters on ice like skaters
I’m persuasive, three hoes pimp
No wingmen, Gucci button down, clean wingtips
Olive green Six I leave bent, reinvent
Your shine is properly eclipsed
Weese clique
Keys get whipped like cheese grit's
Throw them on you like some Al Green shit
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
We at the top, the rest are at the bottom
The monkeys stay in the middle
Throwing shit around
You’re trying to give me pound
Through the exhibit glass
Eating zookeeper’s trash, not at all
I’m twice evolved
Understand the circle of life
To lion kings, the jungle is like a buffet
Hawaiian themed, that means the pigs roast
Communion style, even the kids toast
Fine wine, until the heavens greet us
Advanced raps, you had to drop the class
Cause making intern money while
We was stacking math
Made you feel funny, your mack isn’t cohesive
We running a defense
You stunt in the bleachers
Where the Wild Things Are
We like Max and the creatures
You try to reach us
The high horse is facetious
But once you make some dope shit
I’ll be happy to meet you
We talk about it, we be about it
We don’t bullshit, we don’t beat around it
We are what we are, brave
They are what they want y’all to be, slaves
"What we have to understand is that
We aren't talking about ancient history
You know, we have slave narratives
That were written in 1933, people
Who lived in slavery so this whole
Idea that we're talking about ancient
History, we're talking about a few
Generations ago and these traditions
This inferiority that
Was drummed into us through the media
Through propaganda… It gets passed
Down and you have this illusion
Of progress, you know, or even a delusion
Of progress, that just doesn't take away the
Fact that after all of
The efforts that have been made, we
Are still, as a people
At the top of just about every bad list"