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• Artiste: Akir
• Titre: The Initiation
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(feat. Abiodun Oyewole) Yo what you got for me man? Yeah I got that red, black and green for you baby C'mon c'mon c'mon, give it to me, I need it now Got that good shit C'mon, I need somethin now Make you really right Oooooooooooh~! [Abiodun Oyewole:] We were strung out, on revolution Filled up the syringe with Mao and Marx and Malcolm and Finot And OD'd, on the possibility of change We could knock you out with our afros Stop bullets with our dashikis Beep beep, bang bang, ungawa, black powerrr A change is comin, and nothin could stop it We got hiiiiiiiiigh on blackness Held our black fists up, and told the devil to suck And made a commitment to disrupt the world Kill a cop a day, give white girls no play Make America pay for all her wicked ways The shit was on, then it was gone Just like an episode on TV It got cancelled, and there was nothing to see Panthers were turned into little pussycats Revolution was commercialized, and had nothing to do with black Crossovers in music, in clothes, in styles and sex Became the norm, for what was comin next But we never stopped makin babies They came out breathin the vapors, of an aborted revolution And all the failed capers, and the few who were escapers became stories Some of us wanted to forget So the sons of guns and the daughters of black order Hopped into what was hip And skipped over the scattered remains Of a would-be revolution, turned into a game Yeah, this is our legacy Ha~!