'So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun, These people ain't seen a brown skin man, Since their grandparents bought one'

'Aw, power to tha people, 'Cause the bosses right to live is mine to die'

'Made the masses of mastadons a path to trample the fascists on.'

''Cause I'm cell locked in the doctrines of the right. Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights'

A colored is a very frightened-to-death Afro-American. A Negro is one that makes it in the system, and he wants to be white. A nigger, he's loud and boisterous…

But we [Americans] are as other men, exactly. Of one blood, one species, one brain, one figure, one fundamental set of collective instincts, one solitary body …

'Twas on a sunny summer day I trod a mighty city's street, And when I started on my way My heart was full of fancies sweet; But soon, as nothing could be seen,…