Black History Month Lyrics - Saul Williams

Can you feel it' Nothing can save you 

I'm tougher than bullets so baby pray to your savior 

I never been shot but I bet you I'm braver 

I'm taking my spot, nigga, I ain't afraid to be me 

Sometimes I find it very hard to be, who' Me 

(The inevitable rise and liberation of Niggy Tardust) 

Yo the banana peels are carefully placed 

So keep your shell toes carefully laced 

The illest nigga got peppered and maced 

Now amplify this, turn up the bass 

Picture me lampin' in the company car 

Rims like Tibetan prayer wheels, nigga what' I'm a star 

I cruise the block like a feather back and forth 

'Til I land as the song in your ear or the book in your hand 

Now the whole fuckin' world 'bout to know who I am 

Got your whole system up in my trunk 

That 'dog eat dog' make my woofers bark: atomic crunk 

All my trill niggas know who be bringin' da funk 

Lees and shell toes like it's Black History Month 

Yo the banana peels are carefully placed 

So keep your shell toes carefully laced 

The illest nigga got peppered and maced 

Now amplify this, turn up the bass 

Yo the banana peels are carefully placed 

So keep your shell toes carefully laced 

The illest nigga got peppered and maced 

Now amplify this turn up the bass 

There was one bore witness to the rays of the sun 

Synthesized in her own image, photo negative shun 

The development of Parliament the phallic bop gun 

Thus, the mothership connection spawned the birth of the drum 

Ancient drum begat drum kingdom go, kingdom come 

Ancient sector of the scepter risen up to the sun 

Hidden hand of man begat patented clone of the drum 

Boom bap strapped into a wire, tightly coiled and re-spun 

Trigger sound, trigger gun, drum machine, machine gun 

Bodies piled, carefully filed under beats 

That were once reprogrammed to become unplugged concert of sun 

Every ray with sample clearance, every two begat one 

Boom bop hard as a gun, white cross-trainers, unstrung 

Let these suckas know the cost of making Harriet run 

Let the North Star be your guiding post when turned from the sun 

Until knowledge reigns supreme over nearly everyone 

Yo the banana peels are carefully placed 

So keep your shell toes carefully laced 

The illest nigga got peppered and maced 

Now amplify this, turn up the bass