i ain’t the nigga lyrics – coup

(big bird)
now i shall tell a story that’s filled with words
that start with the letter n

(dj pam cuts up “fly lyrics from the bank of reality” –> flavor flav)

[boots]
step into the world of a n*gg*r, figure
to stay a little while so pack your bag up bigger
first of all just let me introduce you seduce you
into a frame of mind that’s easy to get used to
n*gg*r hasn’t always meant a man with melanin
it used to be a piece of wood that sat on the cotton gin
masta put it there and it wouldn’t move, smooth
so what does it mean, to be a n*gg*r with an att*tude?
you tell me that a n*gg*r’s crazy or lazy
not about the skin so, don’t let it faze me
well you amaze me, with that ignorant bizull-shizzit
get a grip on the new fit
cause that’s a lame frame of brain for the nineties
i know the game so it don’t sting, my mind sees
so what the f*ck you wanna race for the trigger
i ain’t the one, i ain’t the n*gg*

“if i’m a slave, i’m a slave to the rhythm” –> big daddy kane
“you know that i ain’t the n*gg*” –> ice cube
(repeat 4x)

(dj pam cuts up “n*gg*rs, love everything but themselves” –> last poets)

[e-roc]
n*gg*r is a word we use today, you say
it don’t mean the same if you spell it with an a
but that’s an argument that makes me itch, i twitch
if i took the t out will i still mean b*tch?
my name is e-roc, and i ain’t the n*gg*r main
save your sellout strut sh*t for soul train
cause i’ve been known, to knock a motherf*cker out
without a doubt, the coup gives me much clout
but there’s a factor when i know that my skin is brown
and never ever will i put another brother down (gawwwd d*mn)
so i make the mental rule to m*ssacre the word
cause when i hear it, it gets, me straight stirred
it’s mental trash so i’m pickin up the litter
i ain’t the one and i ain’t, the n*gg*r
my people use this word each and every day
you see a n*gg*r, slap a n*gg*r, that’s what i say

“if i’m a slave, i’m a slave to the rhythm” –> big daddy kane
“you know that i ain’t the n*gg*” –> ice cube
(repeat 4x)

(dj pam cuts up “n*gg*rs, love everything but themselves” –> last poets)

“boy i love playing the drums, i can do the grooviest rhythms
i can do rhythms like..”

[boots]
my att*tude is this (what?) don’t call yourself a n*gg*role (why?)
unless you’re just an oakie-doke it’ll make you sicker though
cause it’s all about a mind-time mind-frame
the system is a chess game with, p*wns all the same (haa haa)
until we change our mind to ?
identify yourself, it’s a part of being concious (yeah)
if i call myself a gangster then i’ll rob you with a gat (yeah)
if i call myself a brother then you know i got your back (yeah)
if i call myself oppressed then i’m clear on where i’m at
but if i call myself a n*gg*r what the f*ck is that? (yeah, you know)
don’t be the coolie or the moolie or a b**b with the jigger
don’t be the one… don’t be the n*gg*

“if i’m a slave, i’m a slave to the rhythm” –> big daddy kane
“you know that i ain’t the n*gg*” –> ice cube
(repeat 4x)

/ coup lyrics