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“I don't like the way our community throws the word around like it's water, because it's a derogatory term. A lot of times people come up to me and say, "What's up my nigger?" I'll respond, "Nah, wait a minute. What?" "Oh, oh, what's up my brother?" Sometimes you have to check people, because if it gets loose with us then white people will start to use it. I know a bunch of white people that started to get lax so I had to check them. Some black people were afraid to check them because they thought it was cool. You can never turn that word around and make it cool Nigger is just derogatory, it's wrong, and it's a fucked up term. It's not a word of love, Yo, what's up my nigger?" Fuck that. You can't turn the word puss around. Go around and say, "What's up pussy" to a brother. He'll try to kill you. "What's up dickhead?" You can't turn that around, so you can't turn nigger around as hard as you try.”

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Lyrics of a Rap Revolutionary, Vol. 1

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Chuck D

Chuck D, born William John Drayton, is an American rapper, music producer, and political activist. Born on August 1, 1960, he is a founding member of the iconic hip-hop group Public Enemy. Chuck D is known for his sharp political commentary and radical lyrics, which have had a profound impact on hip-hop and popular culture. more

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