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"welcome back from 2002"

*posts a song from 1983*


Without the 8th grade commentary...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1luhE5V_e6Q

 

The core of corruption collects it's nourishment through regurgitated war
And bloodshed

For I softly sleep in a society egocentric enough to cast war,

A blistering infection that continues to spread

Our young are steadily allured into slaughter

All in purpose to make this self crowned sleaze a dollar

These the smeared fingerprints of the gods...

The ever evolving military industrial complex is bleaker than any
Fabricated hallucination

Opt for change? complicated with this two party system spinning without
Traction

The ever evolving military industrial complex is bleaker than any
Fabricated hallucination

These are smeared fingerprints of the gods, the undertaking and domination
Of nations

The ever evolving military industrial complex is bleaker than any
Fabricated hallucination

Opt for change? complicated with this two party system spinning without
Tractions

These are the smeared fingerprints of the gods, the undertaking and
Domination of nations

These are the smeared fingerprints of the gods, the undertaking and
Domination of nations

 

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Without the *huff* 8th grade *wheeze* commentary...

 

ftfy

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http://youtu.be/M_t13-0Joyc

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also to restore balance I will embed a terrible anti-war song/band to go with the terrible toby keith/pro war dude

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUzd9KyIDrM&sns=em

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWs5r_BcnLk

 

 

 

"Panther Power"

[Tupac]
As real as it seems the American Dream
Ain't nothing but another calculated schemes
To get us locked up shot up back in chains
To deny us of our future rob our names
Kept my history of mystery but now I see
The American Dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty is a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised me freedom, education, equality
Never gave me nothing but slavery
And now look at how dangerous you made me
Calling me a mad man cause I'm strong and bold
With this dump full of knowledge of the lies you told
Promise me emancipation in this new nation
All you ever gave my people was our patience
Fathers of our country never cared for me
They kept my ancestors shackled up in slavery
And Uncle Sam never did a damn thing for me
Except lie about the facts in my history
So now I'm sitting hear mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government's glad cause they enjoyed
When my people are down so they can screw us around
Time to change the government now panther power

[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power

[Tyson]
Coming straight from the strength that resides within
Go toe to toe with a panther and you just can't win
Suffered fame bats suppressed the rest
The rich get richer and the poor can't last
The American Dream was an American nightmare
You kept my people down and refuse to fight fair
The Klu Klux Klan tried to keep us out
With signs drew and stating  know no blacks allowed
With intimidation and segregation we're still waiting for our freedom
But now were impatient
Blacks the other, yeah  the sell outs
Freedom, equality, then I'll yell out
"Don't you ever be ashamed of what you are
It's ya panther power that makes you a star"
Panther power

[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power

[Tupac]
My Mother never let me forget my history
Hoping I was set free chains that were put on me
Wanted to be more than just free
Had to know the true facts about my history
I couldn't settle for being a statistic
Couldn't survive in this capitalistic
Government cause it was meant to hold us back
Using ignorance, drugs, and sneak attacks
In my community they killed the unity
But when I charged them, tried to claim immunity
I strike America like a case of heart disease
Panther power is running through my arteries
Try to stop me, oh boy you'll be clawed to death
Cause I'll be fighting for my freedom til my dying breath
Do you remember, that is what I'm asking you?
You think you living free don't let me laugh at you
Open your eyes realize that you have been locked in chains
Said you wasn't civilized and stole your name
Cause some time has passed seem you all forget
There ain't no liberty for you and me we ain't free yet
Panther power

[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power

[Tupac]
As real as it seems the American Dream
Ain't nothing but another calculated schemes
To get us locked up shot up back in chains
To deny us of the future rob our names
Kept my history of mystery but now I see
The American Dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty is a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised me freedom, education, equality
Never gave me nothing but slavery
And now look at how dangerous you made me
Calling me a mad man cause I'm strong and bold
With this dump full of knowledge of the lies you told
Promise me emancipation in this new nation
All you ever gave my people was our patience
Fathers of our country never cared for me
They kept my ancestors shackled up in slavery
And Uncle Sam never did a damn thing for me
Except lie about the facts in my history
So now I'm sitting hear mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government's glad cause they enjoyed
When my people are down so they can screw us around
Time to change the government now panther power

[Chorus]

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Do5MMmEygsY

 

 

[Intro]
Uhh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel

[Hook: Elton John]
Those who wish to follow me
(My ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last
Into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Without the sound of guns

[Verse 1]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I sit and reminisce
Thinking of bliss and the good days
I stop and stare at the younger
My heart goes to em
They tested with stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange
And for me it's reversed
We left em a world that's cursed
And it hurts
Cause any day they'll push the button
And all come in like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothing
Don't it make you get teary
The world looks dreary
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take your time and hear me
Maybe you can learn to cheer me
It ain't about black or white cause we human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Tell me do you see that old lady
Ain't it sad
Living out of bags
Plus she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady
Crack got her crazy
Guess who's giving birth to a baby
I don't trip or let it fade me
From out of the fryin pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back
Will I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I make mistakes but learn from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you don't stress never forget
That God isn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thing
But am I less holy
Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Hook]

[Outro]
Lord can you hear me speak
To pay the price of being hellbound

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One of the few songs that still bring tears to my eyes

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ah yes noted counter-revolutionary underground rap group rage against the machine, first made popular during the 2012 election season by vp candidate paul ryan

 

although wikipedia states that this particular song is about "revolution against institutional racism and policy brutality," it is actually a much more reasonable take on race relations here in the united states of america. zach de la rocha, a nice young conservative man, states that "some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses," which is indeed true, as harrowing as that may be.

 

the forces he refers to in this song are government bureaucrats. now, why would the supposedly non-racist, "progressive" ppl who make up our overbearing government burn crosses? it's simple really; liberals and minorities seek to perpetuate racism in whatever way that they can. in this case, these "ppl who work forces" are "burning crosses" to pin the acts on good people like paula deen and continue minority animosity toward the straight white man

 

mr. de la rocha continues:

 

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites!!
You justify those that died, by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites!!
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites!!
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites!!
C'MON!

 

"those who died" in this case are of course criminals and those "wearing the badge" are of course our valiant police officers and "the chosen whites" refers not to race, as al sharpton and jesse jackson may lead you to believe, but to the purity of one's soul (white = pure, of course)

 

now, i'm not going to sit here and say that every person who has been killed by a cop has had it coming but from wqhat i understand, if they hadn;t been out committing crimes then it never would have happened.

 

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me..

 

 

john galt's beautiful speech, condensed down to 9 powerful words

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http://vimeo.com/53933900

 

 

Pistols shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out "My God they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lying there does Patty see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving" he says and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashing
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Patterson that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not shown up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the corps
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said "I saw two men running out they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says "Wha'd you bring him in here for ? He ain't the guy !"
Yes here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law ?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?"
"Don't forget that you are white".

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You'll be doing society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim".

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The DA said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder 'one' guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand ? 
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land 
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

 

 

 

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Survivalism by Nine Inch Nails

http://vevo.ly/esvpjk

http://vimeo.com/2707962

I should have listened to her
So hard to keep control
We kept on eating but
Our bloated belly's still not full

She gave us all she had but
We went and took some more
Can't seem to shut her legs
Our mother nature is a whore

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In hi-def ultra-realism

All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

Hypnotic sound of sirens
Echoing through the street
The cocking of the rifles
The marching of the feet

You see your world on fire
Don't try to act surprised
We did just what you told us
Lost our faith along the way
And found ourselves believing your lies

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In hi-def ultra-realism

All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

All bruised and broken, bleeding
She asked to take my hand
I turned, just keep on walking
But you'd do the same thing
In the circumstance
I'm sure you'll understand

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In hi-def ultra-realism

All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

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Speak-Queensryche


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6L5Jo09l7U&feature=youtube_gdata_player



They've given me a mission
I don't really know the game yet
I'm bent on submission
Religion is to blame
I'm the new messiah
Death Angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us

I've given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, you've got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave what's now behind

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us

Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow

The system we learn says we're equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Let's tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, we'll burn the White House down

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the wordRevolution
The word is all of us
Speak the wordRevolution
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the Word
The word is all of us
Speak
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War Pigs- Black Sabbath

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TE1lifYefsM&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'til their judgement day comes
Yeah!

Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees the war pig's crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
oh lord yeah!

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