The Initiation Songtext
von AKIR

Yo, what you got for me, man?
Yeah, I got that red, black and green for you, baby
Come on, come on, come on, give it to me, I need it now, come on
Got that good shit
Come on, I need something now
Make you really right, ooh


We were strung out on revolution
Filled up the syringe with Mao and Marx and Malcolm and Fanon
And OD′d on the possibility of change
We could knock you out with our afros
Stop bullets with our dashikis
Beep beep, bang bang
Ngawa, Black power
A change was coming
And nothing could stop it
We got high on blackness
Held our black fists up
Told the devil to suck
And made a commitment to disrupt the world
Kill a cop a day
Give white girls no play
Make America pay for all her wicked ways
The shit was on
Then it was gone
Just like an episode on TV
It got canceled
And there was nothing to see
Panthers were turned into little pussycats
Revolution was commercialized
And had nothing to do with black
Crossovers in music and clothes and styles and sex
Became the norm for what was coming next
But we never stopped making babies
They came out breathing the vapors
Of an aborted revolution
And all the failed capers
And the few who were escapers became stories
Some of us wanted to forget
So the sons of guns and the daughters of black water
Hopped into what was hip
And skipped over the scattered remains
Of a would-be revolution
Turned into a game

Yeah, this is our legacy
Huh