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46 Don Mattera No time, Black man Stand, Black man, Put that cap back On your beaten head Look him in the eye Cold and blue Like the devil’s fire Tell him enough, Three centuries is more Than you will take, Enough Let him hear it If he turns his face and sneers Spit and tell him shit It’s all or nothing; He’s got all And you have nothing Don’t bargain with oppression There’s no time, man, Just no more time For the Black man To fool around ...

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