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Felipe Luciano

Felipe Luciano (born c. 1947 in East Harlem, New York City, New York,) is an American poet, community activist, journalist, media personality, and politician. He is of Afro-Puerto Rican heritage. His most famous poem is titled Jíbaro, My Pretty N***** (asterisks for internet appropriateness), and is considered an eloquent discussion of the experience of Afro-Puerto Rican identity. Luciano served time in prison for manslaughter in the fatal stabbing of a Brooklyn teenager in the early 1960s. Following his release, he attended Queens College and became a member of the Original Last Poets (with Gylan Kain and David Nelson).He and five other members co-founded a New York branch of the Young Lords (later this group changed its name to Young Lords Party). Their loc… more »

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Can’t live my life inside no cubicle
Got cocaine dust in my cuticles
Come from bagging up this work you know the usual
I’m tryna graduate from all the shit we used to do
Cause the block getting twisted like a rubix cube
N*ggas young junkies barely even 22
Strung on percs out here looking like he 52
Shit done hit the Bitches too, she looking like she 62
Damn, shit hit harder than than crack era
Uh, this that fentanyl in pack era
N*ggas OD’ing off your batch era
Got they mama nem crying off they mascara
Before I lay and close my eyes I pray to god
N*ggas dying off percs and fiends still alive
I know some smokers that been getting high since 95
My n*gga poured a line and died off he barely even 25

Shit crazy
The world fucked niggas just find a way to deal with
Shit killing young n*ggas


Riding with a 30 in my Glock nine
Cause Young n*ggas dying by the stop sign
They all tryna get rich and all die trying
Spent 30 on my watch I’m tryna buy time
Cause we don’t never make it until we old and grey
Seen em last night damn that n*gga gone today
Older n*ggas said that selling dope the only way
The Same n*ggas they been locked up since 98
Whoa, I’m tryna live to see my kids grow
Graduate from college sitting on the front row
Walk my daughter down the aisle that’s a real goal
Take care of family n*gga that’s the real code
Cause these n*ggas ain’t shit the streets real cold
He could’ve beat the case but that n*gga still told
Point you out on the stand that n*gga real bold
Put the pressure on these niggas and they will fold

Yeah, seeI learned a long time ago the streets and all you think they are
When you up everybody fucking with you You the n*gga in everybody eyes
You get knocked and go to prison they call you stupid
Ain’t nobody sending no letters, no visits what’s most important is your family handle your responsibilities as a man that’s gangsta

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