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I like this so I thought I'd paste the whole thing

 

The revolution will no be televised

You will not be able to stay home, brother.

You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.

You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,

Skip out for beer during commercials,

Because the revolution will not be televised.

 

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox

In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.

The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon

blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John

Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat

hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.

 

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the

Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie

Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.

The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.

The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.

The revolution will not make you look five pounds

thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

 

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May

pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,

or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.

NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32

or report from 29 districts.

The revolution will not be televised.

 

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down

brothers in the instant replay.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down

brothers in the instant replay.

There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being

run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.

There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy

Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and

Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving

For just the proper occasion.

 

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville

Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and

women will not care if Dick finally gets down with

Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people

will be in the street looking for a brighter day.

The revolution will not be televised.

 

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock

news and no pictures of hairy armed women

liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.

The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,

Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom

Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.

The revolution will not be televised.

 

The revolution will not be right back

after a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.

You will not have to worry about a dove in your

bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.

The revolution will not go better with Coke.

The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.

The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

 

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,

will not be televised, will not be televised.

The revolution will be no re-run brothers;

The revolution will be live.

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your revolution will not happen between these thighs

your revolution will not happen between these thighs

 

the real revolution

ain't about booty size

the Versaces you buys

or the Lexus you drives

 

and though we've lost Biggie Smalls

your Notorious revolution

will never allow you to lace no

lyrical douche in my bush

 

your revolution will not be you

killing me softly with Fugees

your revolution ain't gon' knock me up

without no ring and produce little future MCs

because that revolution will not happen between these thighs

 

your revolution

will not find me in the

backseat of a Jeep with LL

hard as hell

ya know, doin' it & doin' it & doin' it well

ya know, doin' it & doin' it & doin' it well

 

your revolution will not be you

smackin' it up, flippin' it, or rubbin' it down

nor will it take you downtown or humpin' around

because that revolution will not happen between these thighs

 

your revolution will not have me singin'

ain't no * like the one I got

your revolution will not be you

sending me for no drip drip VD shot

 

your revolution will not involve me feeling your nature rise

or helping you fantasize

because that revolution will not happen between these thighs

and no, my Jamaican brother, your revolution

will not make you feel boombastic and really fantastic

have you groping in the dark for that rubber wrapped in plastic

 

you will not be touching your lips to my triple dip of

french vanilla butter pecan chocolate deluxe

or having Akinyele's dream

a six-foot blowjob machine

 

you wanna subjugate your queen;

think I'ma put it in my mouth

just 'cause you made a few bucks

please brotha please!

 

your revolution will not be me tossing my weave

making believe I'm some caviar-eating, ghetto mafia clown

or me givin' up my behind just so I can get signed

or maybe have somebody else write my rhymes?

I'm Sarah Jones, not Foxy Brown

 

your revolution makes me wonder, where could we go

if we could drop the empty pursuit of props and the ego

we'd revolt back to our Roots, use a little Common Sense, on a Quest

to make love De La Soul, no pretense...but

 

your revolution will not be you flexing your little sex and status

to express what you feel;

your revolution will not happen between these thighs

will not happen between these thighs

will not be you shaking and me faking between these thighs

because the revolution, that's right, I say the real revolution, you

know the real revolution, when it finally comes, it's gon' be real

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We shall overcome, we shall overcome,

We shall overcome some day

Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe we shall overcome some day

 

We shall all be free, we shall all be free,

We shall all be free some day

Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe we shall overcome some day

 

We shall live in peace, we shall live in peace,

We shall live in peace some day

Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe we shall overcome some day

 

 

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The revolution will not be televised

You will not be able to stay home, brother.

You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.

You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,

Skip out for beer during commercials,

Because the revolution will not be televised.

 

I was glad to see this and AlpineK's post of the complete lyrics; I was thinking of this tune by Gil Scot-Heron not long after this thread was started.

 

If more people heard this dude's music, he'd have a whole new audience. "Winter In America" has such a fine, soulful groove...mmmmmmm.

 

Being slightly anebriated, my appreciation is fueled in part by sentimentalism.

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When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes some of us will probably catch it on TV

with chicken hanging from our mouths

You’ll know its revolution cause there won’t be no commercials

 

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

Preacher pimps are gonna split the scene with the communion wine

stuck in their back pockets

Fagots wont be so funny then and all the junkies will quit their

noddin and wake up when the revolution comes

 

When the revolution comes

Transit cops will be crushed by the trains after losing their guns and

blood will run through the streets of Harlem drowning anything

without substance when the revolution comes

 

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

Our pearly white teeth froth the mouths that speak of revolution

without reverence

The cost of revolution is 360 degrees understand the cycle that never ends

Understand the beginning to be the end and nothing is in between

but space and time that I make or you make to relate or not to relate

to the world outside my mind your mind

Speak not of revolution until you are ready to eat rats to survive

 

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes guns and rifles will be taking the place of

poems and essays. Black cultural centers will be forts supplying the

revolutionaries with food and arms when the revolution comes

 

When the revolution comes

White death will froth the walls of museums and churches breaking

the lies that enslaved our mothers when the revolution comes

 

When the revolution comes Jesus Christ is gonna be standing on the corner of Lenox Ave and 125th St

trying to catch the first gypsy cab

out of Harlem when the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

Jew merchants will give away matza balls and gifilta fish to anyone

they see with afros

Frank Shieffin will give away the Apollo to the first person he sees

wearing a blue dashiki when the revolution comes

 

When the revolution comes afros gone be trying to straighten their

heads and straighten heads gone be tryin to wear afros

 

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

When the revolution comes

But until then you know and I know that niggers will party and bullshit

and party and bullshit and party and bullshit and party and bullshit

and party…

 

Some might even die before the revolution comes.

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