Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anti-Nigger Machine, artist - Public Enemy.
Date of issue: 09.04.1990
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Anti-Nigger Machine |
When I’m talkin’rhyme time |
To blow your mind time some say |
It’s nothing worse than a verse |
To hear some nigger curse |
They call me rude some dudes fiery attitude |
Claimin’I boast and smoke |
And sometimes sing the blues |
I twang metal and settle |
Try to never back pedal |
From the power some got |
To get a nigger shot |
The null and void I avoid |
I test the paranoid |
Never had to be bad |
My mama raised me mad |
So what I got is hot |
I love my life a lot |
I’m never sad just glad |
That’s why I thank my dad |
Once they never gave a fuck about |
What I said |
Now they listen and they want my head |
Instead of peace the police |
Just wanna wreck and flex |
On the kid |
What I did was try to be the best |
So they fingered the trigger |
Figured I was a bigger nigger |
And started to search |
An so I headed west |
Went to cally a rally |
Was for a brothers death |
It was the fuzz who shot him |
An not da blood or cuzz |
I wondered why it was like |
So I just held my mike |
But in my mind I was blind |
So I just tried to find |
A reason we was quick |
Just the way that we was |
So I just stayed in the crib |
Until I got a buzz… |