Best Nigga Poems
Who you calling nigga?
when I done making you rich from my sweat
bearing the children you calling bastard
when i done cleaning up your mess
and as soon as i sit to rest
you calling me names
Who you calling nigga?
The same person who heals you
when you sitting you lazy **** in bed
the same one who keeps your tears in a bottle
but you never give notice to them all
Well this nigga proud
this nigga done
and dis nigga running things now
dis nigga sitting in your office chair
marrying your only daughter
this nigga climbing this ladder
an' I damn proud to be A NIGGA.
So who you think you calling nigga now?
Hell Nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
And, no you can't borrow back yo child support
and, no you can't the kids up late,
and bring'em back early.
I thought we settled that *****in court.
And, hell nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
No, I can't be yo friend on facebook!
I don't like you in real life.
So, how's it gonna work online?
So don't submit a request,
because you'd be wasting your time.
Hell nah, huhn uhn, **** you, and nigga pleaz!
I don't give a damn,
whatchu told yo family about me.
Because as far as I'm concerned,
they're probably just like you.
So, it matters a damn, if they doubt me.
So, starting right now,let's get this straight.
I'm strapped as it is,
and you wanna add more to my plate?
So, let put it down for you,
because right about now,
I think you need it. Float you a loan?
Pay the bill on yo phone?
Blow off all the disrespect, that you've shown?
Listen to the message that you left,
where all you did, was cuss, *****, and moan?
You wouldn't be worth my time,
if you was do o yo knees,
but you can't even do that *****right,
even I wanted to be frustrated, and teasd.
So, I'll make it real quick, because,
I'm starting to wheez..
HELL NAH!
HUHN UHN!
**** YOU!
AND,NIGGA PLEAZ!
You called me NIGGA
To insult me, to bring me down
To put me in a place mentally
Where I'd feel terrible about
Who I am
You called me NIGGA
Because that was your way
Of saying I was worthless
A common dog
The lowest dirtiest thing
Known to mankind
Scum of the earth
Never mind the fact
That God made us the same
From the same clay
With 1 common plan
To be his children
No matter the color
Of your skin
Man or Woman
However,
I want to Thank you
For giving me such a degrading label
With the 5% of your twisted mind
That you decided to use
A label that was so carefully thought up to destroy my character
See..
You had no idea of how strong I really am
And how God loved me
Even when you thought nobody did
That goes to show what you think
Of me don't even matter
God is able to heal
If you listen
And he'll give you will
But you have to be still
and just listen
After being call a NIGGA
For so many years
I've learned to accept it
And now that I'm liberated in it
You want to reject it
I clearly understand
That when you called me NIGGA
You were calling me ignorant
And I don't blame you
Because it kind of make sense
To me
It means
Never Ignorant and Getting Goals Accomplished
Again I thank you
For your honesty and all of the negative energy
That you put into this word NIGGA
Because unknowingly
Over the years
You've been empowering me
Go figure!
Memoir of a Real Nigga Time Travelor From a Proud and Silent Future.
A Monster seeding pre-grammatical,
Oscillating pivotals,
Octaves hit the matter I’ve created known perennial,
Posture spun the spineI I spat I knew would foster generals ,
Combusted thoughts/thots I waivered now the situations genitals,
I’m staying metaphysical,
cus if I don’t console my soul its metal to your physical,
I met the one we love above the 3rd that nurtured visuals,
Met her made her drizzle cus I meddled with her physical,
Meta grossing hella medals mentals poke centennial ,
Au revoir or Art of War I’m peace and me conditional.
Meet a maniac or two,
Meet an ani-maniac who kama sutras every tune,
With a flow that was dope like heroine residuals,
With a flow that was known like Moses in peripherals,
Who behold to the pope was heavenly habitual,
To the throne of plutonium-
colder than the absolute,
Nastier than karma su-
Faster than that thot you knew was coming for sabbaticals,
Passing conscious passive Pontius pilate was indebted to a flow so dope it’s known to choke the smoke inhaled in heaven tune.
In all of Hell and Heaven too.
I poured a potent bowl of 69 or higher residue.
Written By: D. Collins 3/15/25
A Nigga Nature is something you’re not accustomed to.
In that you have the privilege of color afforded to you.
Ten times have passed since the beginning of time.
That people of color are known as the bottom line.
Our history is being dropped from books in school.
But it’s in our Nature to progress using all the tools.
If the doors are shut as they’ve always been.
We figure out a way to let ourselves in.
Restarting “segregated facilities” on federal contracts.
Is still not enough, 'cause we’ve been there, and done that.
We just strap up our boots, waiting for the battle to begin.
Realizing the that each and every day, we are Hustlin’.
Removing the history of Medgar Evers and Tuskegee Airmen.
Won’t deter those who lived through it and know what happened.
Our history will be history whether in, or out of print.
We’re the offspring of what are known as “Real Men”.