) [Spoken: The Last Poets] We underrated, we educated The corner was our time when times stood still

, equality, cipher Killarmy goin take you on this flight, buckle up [P.R. Terrorist] The Last Poet construct

There's an old tale wrought with the mystery of Tom The poet and his muse And the magic lake which

It is absolutely silly and unproductive To have a funeral for the word nigger when the actions continue We need to have a movement to resurrect

From Willie Lynch to Willie Hutch, right on we superfly Made Gucci this shit, Louis too, suits and ties Player trophies, pray to Goldie Picture wax

will scream and we will shout it- LAST YEARS YOUTH!! We know what we wanna be We dont need no media revival

Poets]

Poets understand you be givin' up the box to another man Now you know that I am precocious

In Colorado [Lyrics by Tripper. Music by Tripper & Buzz Poets]

future, at last, ending my torture Like gravity like love, You get up after you fall Like gravity like