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STEP ON UP AND SEE US SHUCK AND JIVE, PUSH THAT WATAMELLON AND FRIED CHICKEN SO FAR DOWN OUR THROATS THAT WE MAY CHOKE. COME ON IN BABY AND LET MAMMY MAKE YA SOME COLLARDS AND PIGS FEET, CUT STRAIGHT FROM THE PIG ON MASSA’S FARM. OL ‘ SAMMY’S DOWN THE STREET WORKIN OUT, FOR THE MAN BE TEACHIN HIM ON HOW TO BECOME A NEW AGE COTTON PICKA. SLOUCH WHEN YOU STAND, DISRESPECT WOMEN FOLK, WEAR YOU PANTS HALF OFF OF YOAND DISECT YOUR OWN CULTURE. BREED EVEN WEAKER MEN AND WOMEN TO FOLLOW IN YA FOOTSTEPS DA’LIN COS WHEN MASSA’S FOOT COME DOWN ON YO NECK YOU SHO NOT TO BREATHE. AND I’LL BE HERE STANDIN IN MY DOORSTEP, SINGING MY TUNE OF I TOLD YA SO, COS YA HAVE TO CONFORM TO BE A NEW AGE COTTON PICKA. KEEP THAT MOUTH WIDE SHUT, YA HEAR? MAKE SURE YOU DO NO THINKIN FOR YOURSELF, BECAUSE WHEN MASSA’S FOOT COME DOWN ON YO NECK YOU SHO NOT TO BREATHE. I MET A MAN ONCE WHO SPOKE HIS MIND; HE WANTED POWER, BUT THE GOOD KIND. HE WANT TO BE FREE, TO SING AND FLY LIKE THE BIRDS, DRIFT WITH NO WORRY, HE SAY WE SHOULD ALL BE FREE, THAT WE SHOULD SHARE EQUALITY. BUT…………………HE GON’ NOW, NO MORE IS THAT MAN UH UHN. SO I SIT HERE IN SAFETY, AND I COOK AND I CLEAN, HELL I’LL EVEN SHUCK AND JIVE FOR WHEN MASSA’S FOOT COME DOWN, IT COME DOWN HARD AND SWIFT AND YOU SHO NOT TO BREATHE. AND I’LL HAVE NO ONE TELLIN OLD STORIES OF ME, NO SIR, I’LL BE RIGHT HERE BRANDED AND LABELED A NEW AGE COTTON PICKA.
