
N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave and the Master) Nas
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[Chorus]
They say we N-I-double-G-E-R, we are
Much more, still, we choose to ignore
The obvious, man, this history don't acknowledge us
We were scholars long before colleges
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are
Much more, but still, we choose to ignore
The obvious, we are the slave and the master
What you looking for? You the question and the answer
[Verse 1]
We trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat us
Powdered eggs and government cheeses
The calendars were Martin, JFK, and Jesus
Gotta be fresh to go to school with fly sneakers
Schools with outdated books, we are the forgotten
Summers cooling off by the fire hydrant
Yeah, I'm from the ghetto
Where old black women talk about their sugar level
It's not unusual
To see photos of dead homies funerals
Aluminum foil on TV antennas
Little TV sit on top the big TV, eating TV dinners
Girls dye their hair with Kool-Aid
They gave us lemons, we made lemonade
But this nigga's paid, ancestry of slaves
Descendant of kings, it's necessary I - bling
Put rims on everything, wear Timbs on every scene
They say we N-I-double-G-E-R, we are
Much more, still, we choose to ignore
The obvious, man, this history don't acknowledge us
We were scholars long before colleges
They say we N-I double G-E-R, we are
Much more, but still, we choose to ignore
The obvious, we are the slave and the master
What you looking for? You the question and the answer
[Verse 1]
We trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat us
Powdered eggs and government cheeses
The calendars were Martin, JFK, and Jesus
Gotta be fresh to go to school with fly sneakers
Schools with outdated books, we are the forgotten
Summers cooling off by the fire hydrant
Yeah, I'm from the ghetto
Where old black women talk about their sugar level
It's not unusual
To see photos of dead homies funerals
Aluminum foil on TV antennas
Little TV sit on top the big TV, eating TV dinners
Girls dye their hair with Kool-Aid
They gave us lemons, we made lemonade
But this nigga's paid, ancestry of slaves
Descendant of kings, it's necessary I - bling
Put rims on everything, wear Timbs on every scene
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