Monday, April 16, 2012

Kendrick Lamar - Cut You Off

I'm Tryna learn something new 
I'm tryna surround myself with people that inspire me 
Or at least acquire similar desires 
To do what it T-A-K-E just to reach the T-O-P...

Monday, April 9, 2012

Watch the Hype

First things first don’t watch me suck uself
Difamli imma buss maself
I got peeps in the streets don’t need your help
So don’t worry who I sounds like
Worry who I pops it down like SShhhh 
hear that bassline from the distance
Carbine aint no use resisting
More time hot blood running through my system
War time when I hear the rhythm I'm never itchin to spit it
I'm tripping to step in the booth with my ammunition
And give it everything I got
cos nuff o these ways we praise they just don’t stop
So for all a yall not enjoying uself
When the session lock early and you came in at 12
Bad boy Wanna see your chain your watch
TV so lame till you just cant ... 

Watch the hype watch the hype 
Nuff a them bad boy a bad man girlfriend at night
Watch you hype watch you hype 
Nuff a them want start the war can’t take the scars
Dem a watch the hype watch the hype 
Till nuff a them floss and a talk and cant walk the walk
Don’t watch the hype my friend 
You and I know we got way better things to do

Man a dance with man and a flash them wrist a wha this man the end is near
But is like the more we a bun out the more them a come out so lef the chichi them there
When we could a deh Iraq where them have the thing them pon lock
heads roll before you can chat
Take your daughter away in the middle of the day
Aint nothing you can say about that
Poor Mr. bigley Mrs. hassan are we so blind to whats going on
Its not the first and wont be the last we follow down the same old paths
But no you wanna change the channel on your tv
So you don’t have to deal with reality
Cos you like when the wool pull over your eyes
So you stay there watch the hype
We nah change the world we a watch the hype
Yo watch the hype
So you can stay there watch the hype
When you a go read between the lines and stop..
And they don’t wanna play this verse mix me out
When I say it hurts and I aint even scratch the surface
Look all the things we worship Mercedes whips and platinum chains
Distraction tactics $#!? don’t change
Still no cure for cancer cure for aids
Bigger hole in the ozone shorter days
before the music fades lemme say this...

Puppets in the Whitehouse bodies in the sea
Satellites out in space spying on me
Famine drought child prostitution war and slavery
So much in we face is like we just can’t see


Thursday, April 5, 2012

IF - Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools; 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on"; 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

My favorite poem from childhood, once committed to memory, I search for it now way more stirred by its meaning.