Nigga Musician

Hey, Nigga Musician

What are you going to do, Nigga Musician?

Entertain them, Nigga Musician?

Sing, then sing

Dance, then dance, Nigga Musician

Tom, then Tom, Nigga Musician

Are you going to play your acts and take care of righteous business, Nigga Musician?

Or are you going to do like you always do?

Fuck off?

Uh, do you still want to be like a pimp, Nigga Musician?

A boss player!

Dress

And rest

And pimp them hoes?

Pimp on, Nigga Musician!

You are your best customer.

Trick.

Uh, do you want to be a dope addict?

Shoot dope

Smoke weed

Or drop pills

Give ya a thrill?

Shoot up!

Or fire up.

Shoot on, Nigga Musician

Or maybe you’re going to chase bitches?

Get some leg

Head

Or give up some head

Whatever

But, we know you’re going to hit on every bitch you see

Don’t we, Nigga Musician?

We know you’re going to talk shit

Con everybody you can

And steady game on people, Nigga Musician

Or will you continue to talk about Whitey behind his back

And grin in his face

And anything else you think will make whitey happy.

Anythang from kissing whitey’s ass to sucking whitey’s dick, Nigga Musician

Or will you continue to run your black brother down

And try to fuck him every chance you get

Every chance you get, Nigga Musician

Or will you do the same for your black sister

Talk about her like a dog

And try to treat her like a dog

If you can

Won’t you, Nigga Musician?

You hate Whitey, ya black brothers and sisters, don’t you, Nigga Musician?

The same as you hate yourself, Nigga Musician

You’re full of self-hate!

Among other thangs, Nigga Musician

Hate ON, Nigga Musician!

Hate on!

It is the only way you can love

Hey, Colored Boy!

Oh

Sorry ’bout that

I mean, Nigga Musician

What it is?

Tell me something slick

Real slick

You are the slickest thang since our shit

What’s happening?

Can you see where I’m coming from?

Can you dig it?

Can you dig it, Nigga Musician?
Will you crawl today
Or will you beg
Or steal
You can’t borrow nothing, Nigga Musician
You are like crime
You don’t pay

Hey, Nigga
Are you still waiting for the day that you can do whitey like he’s done you?
Why do you turn into a complete bitch around whitey

And a girl in front of a woman
And a man in front of children, Nigga Musician?
Hey, Nigga Musician
Is your momma still on welfare
And your sister, wife and girlfriend, too?

Do you still have to slip and slide
Skin and grin
Before you can get in?
Into anythang?
And you still playing games and working for chump change

Hey, Nigga Musician
You will always have trouble
Because you ain’t nobody
Got no sense
But you and your friends, who you happen to be tight with at the moment

Hey, Nigga Musician
You ain’t shit
Oh
Sorry ’bout that
Yes you are
That is ALL you are, dig?

Hey, Nigga Musician
You say you don’t want to get involved in nothing that will interfere with your music and playing
Well, what happened?
Are you ALL involved or are you TOO involved to see it?

Hey, Nigga Musician
You should stop your shit because the shit you pulling makes a nigga mad enough to want to fight
Come to yourself before it’s too late, Nigga Musician
Fore it’s too late

Hey, Nigga Musician
Are you waiting
And still cooling it until the white man discovers you and make you a star?
A REAL star!
Hey
Wait ON, Nigga Musician!
Wait on!
Hey, Nigga Musician
What it is?
Hey, Nigga
How’s about a pocket full of money
Some grass
And white pussy
Will you put that over
Or will it hang you up?
Some money
Some grass
And some white pussy
Right on, Nigga Musician
Chicken today
Feathers tomorrow

Hey, Nigga Musician
What time is it?
You don’t know what time it is?
Why don you know what time it is?
Well
I’ll tell you what time it is
It’s nation time
Wake up, Nigga Musician
And get yo shit together!
It is Nation Time
NATION TIME
Get your shit together
Get it together ‘cuz I don’t need me no nigga who ain’t got his shit together!
Stop bullshittin’, nigga
It’s NATION time
Suck a dick yourself together
It’s nation time, wake up
And move
Get all them monkeys
Dope
Pussy
Whitey
Of your back and the rest will take care of itself
But whatever you do, Nigga Musician
Wake up and get to steppin’ 

Oh, shit
FUCK IT
Talkin’ to you niggas is like talking to a brick wall
The shit I’m telling you is going in one ear and out the other
Fuck you, sucka
You jivin’ and I know it and you KNOW I know it
And you ain’t no muthafuckin’ good and I am not bullshittin’!
I see where you comin’ from
And where you goin’
To a dead end
And from there, straight to the Twilight Zone
Trip on THAT
TRIP, Nigga Musician!
Trip
Are you having troubles?
Well you’re ALWAYS going to have troubles because you don’t think no one has any sense but you and yo friends
And you and friends
And the white man’s what happened, dig?

Do you wanna be like them, Nigga Musician?
Then straighten your hair, Nigga Musician
We see you, nigga
With your wax mannequin head, Nigga Musician
Head full of straw
Your afro natural and your processed mind
If you had a bigger head
You’d be a bigger damned fool

 

Perhaps you will attempt to lighten your skin today, Nigga Musician
Anything to be like them, Nigga Musician
You DO wanna be like them, nigga
Don’t you, Nigga Musician?
Join the Army, Nigga Musician!
Be a hero, Nigga Musician

Fight for democracy, Nigga Musician
Be a soldier clown, Nigga Musician
The change is easy
The role you play, the civilian clown, Nigga Musician
So WELL, Nigga Musician, so well
They will have praise for you, Nigga Musician
When you return, Nigga Musician
IF you return, Nigga Musician

They will greet you with segregated praise, Nigga Musician
And allegorical laughter
Or is it allegorical praise, Nigga Musician, and segregated laughter, Nigga Musician
That’s the way, Nigga Musician
Come aboard, Nigga Musician
The rats are leaving, Nigga Musician
And you can take their place, Nigga Musician

Nigga!
Nigga nigga
You nigga
Nigga, you and yo momma too, nigga
You
Dirty muthafucka, you
You nigga
Nigga nigga
And your pop’s sucka, too
NIGGA

— Sugar Ree, 1973