Jimi Hendrix was a Field Hand

Jimi Hendrix was a fieldhand
> workin' on a plantation, man
> owned by Bobby Dylan Hambone
> Jimi never had HIS own
>
> But I'm the MAN that got the Grand Slam
> hittin' Ho' runs for the masses
> kick dem jooz'n'nigguhz asses
> N.A.A.S.A's Spice Walk and that's what War's For
>
> NASA's out to launch
> paddin' wallets for the Paunch'n'Judy Show
> Blow the Planet Yo' ! Live on Pluto
> eatin' Mars Bars
>
> I'm the MAN that stayed behind
> kickin' you if you don't mind
> according to your needs
> your husbands' been afflicted
> and you got the Kootchie Cheese
>
> You're a little IMP
> and HE isn't Master of the Game
> Plain American IMP-erialISM
> jews in jewelled prisms holding
> heavy LIGHT ZINGIN'
> through the black night in real life
> but the movie's white
>
> I mean it's Ludacrous
> jelly turned to chocolate drops
> inside the belly quiet
> hear the baby kickin' loud
> the Ice T's spilled
> Ice Cube's justly proud
>
> that's what America needs
> and another black mouth feeds
> a husband so afflicted
> 'cuz you got da kootchie cheese
>
> hey where's my duckin' fick
> I need my fickin' rubber ducky
> just to look at call it lucky
> got da nigguhz in a row
> makin' SAFE movies by the sco'
> please mister record man
> can't you feel i'm real
> to reel and real realy?
> I got me a record deal
> this time a Touchy Feelie
>
> So far I've got four
> I don't know what fo'
> plain ol' Santa with a Ho' Ho' Ho'
> what's a white man doin' ?
> covered with SOOT
> fallin' down lookin'
> for a Bush to Put
>
> and underwear to BOOT
> a new age sensitive white man
> called Loom of the Fruit
>
> They promoted Jimi Hendrix
> to the level of houseboy status
> but the jew he remained
> masked and anonymous
> conducting WAR for the Hero to get
> down the Rocky Rose with a heroin
> an addict whose soul died from within
> according to the needs
> of a husband who's afflicted
> 'cuz his girlfriend's got
> da kootchie cheese
>
> you can bank it's a hold up
> you can stick up
> just as long as he sings
> HER song and stick it in
> almost a little not for long
> 'cause
>
> Jimi Hendrix was a field hand
> and I'm feeling frisky
> sittin' on top of the World Wide Web
> lookin' down at Dylan whistlin' Dixie
>
> I remember that night at the Gaslight Cafe
> Bob Dylan was Biased
> His girlfriend was Joan Bias
> He introduced us and I said "Joanie WHO?"
> just to settle a score of a year and a half before
> 'cuz THIS time it was ME recovering from
> two roaring encores
>
> but back then it was We Shall Overcome
> and then Overcome more and more
> when it comes to Jack Fate Too Late
> We Shall Overcompensate
> and the monster of poor folks you see
> has grown into the African-American
> Entertainment Aristocracy
>
> what's happened to the Black Revolution
> beats me
> it's gone from the streets
> to the suites you see
> but back then I was singing Louder than ANYONE
> when Joanie Bias came up to me so proud
> and said,"You're singing too loud !"
>
> I didn't think you could sing too loud about Civil
> Rights and making amends
> for 400 yrs. of torture and I said,
> "Joanie WHO ? And you're with Bobby WHO?"
> The owner of the plantation man
> where Jimi Hendrix is a Seattle field hand?
> The Masters AND the Slaves of War masked
> and anonymous fat cat rabbi readin' from the Torah
> his barnacle a-pier-ing now in the Chronicles
> excuse me PLEASE
> but I'm not GONNA excuse uptown nigguhz'n'jooz
> I KNOW I can be excused
> and this burned out fuse
> re-fused
>
> Jimi Hendrix was a Field Hand
> and I'm feelin' kinda frisky
> sittin' on top of the world wide web
> screaming like a jet
> through the Internet
> lookin' down at Dylan's Bias
> whistlin' Dixie.
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