Live fast die young, so I drive slow and i pray I die old. Getting to the promise land. You don't want problems I promise Fasho,Whoa, lol.
Compared to that person I ain't even got a bib, truth be told I ain't
even bought a crib yet. This is everything "they" (who is they u might ask) told us not to do. Image is everything I O_o it got a lot to do with the way that people
perceive, and what they believe. Our Money short so this jewelry (clothing,etc...) is like a
weave. The real strange thing about the "iced out Rolly's" It's the same
shit a broke black person get gassed at! The same shit a rich white
mo'fucka laugh at! Well laugh on white man, I ain't paid as you, But I bet
your rims ain't the same age as you. And I ain't got no investment portfolio But hey you know the sayin', "Fake it 'til you make it" Me, I did the opposite, made it then I faked it, copped some shit , I gave it up...Try to ride the storm out and crash the boat Could have drowned but I
grabbed the rope Ain't it more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you? I
realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power Fuck it, more
to you. You ain't crazy motherfucker you just afraid of change...To be continued...
From a N.Y STATE OF MIND!
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still. Name that Lyric...
Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't care Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see That the hands can't touch, that them broads can't be, and that's you.
Never let 'em see you frown We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen You know the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em
Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten!
Seem like half the race is either on probation Or in jail; wonder why we inhale Cause we in hell already And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's make a mil' Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed.....
Never let 'em see you frown We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen You know the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em
Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten!
Seem like half the race is either on probation Or in jail; wonder why we inhale Cause we in hell already And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's make a mil' Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed.....
Sunday, May 26, 2013
March Against " Monsanto" protests
On 25 May 2013, rallies against Monsanto took place. According to
organizers, rallies were planned in 52 countries and 436 cities, and
their goal was to protest against Monsanto and the genetically modified
food it produce...
Source.
John F. Queeny
Source.
John F. Queeny
Monday, May 20, 2013
C'est la vie
Here we go again, What do you think is going to happen to him? Now that he put "THEM" on full blast!!!
My momma was raised in an era when
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see it's broke nigga racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And this rich nigga racism
That's that "Come here, please buy more"
What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things
Used to only be niggas now everybody playing
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves
[Bridge]
You see it's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
[Verse 2]
I throw these Maybach keys, I wear my heart on the sleeve
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves, I see the blood on the leaves
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves
They throwing hate at me, want me to stay at ease
Fuck you and your corporation, y'all niggas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves, I know that we the new slaves
I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out, I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that pussy ain't free, you niggas pussy, ain't me
Y'all throwing contracts at me, you know that niggas can't read
Throw 'em some Maybach keys, fuck it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves, y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye, y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye
I'll move my family out the country, so you can't see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters, so I can smash their recorders
See they'll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA, teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock niggas up, they tryna make new slaves
See that's that private owned prison, get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons, bragging 'bout what they maid
Fuck you and your Hampton house, I'll fuck your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn shit up, I'm 'bout to tear shit down
I'm 'bout to air shit out, now what the fuck they gon' say now?
Kanye West – New Slaves Lyrics
[Verse 1]My momma was raised in an era when
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see it's broke nigga racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And this rich nigga racism
That's that "Come here, please buy more"
What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things
Used to only be niggas now everybody playing
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves
[Bridge]
You see it's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
[Verse 2]
I throw these Maybach keys, I wear my heart on the sleeve
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves, I see the blood on the leaves
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves
They throwing hate at me, want me to stay at ease
Fuck you and your corporation, y'all niggas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves, I know that we the new slaves
I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out, I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that pussy ain't free, you niggas pussy, ain't me
Y'all throwing contracts at me, you know that niggas can't read
Throw 'em some Maybach keys, fuck it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves, y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye, y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye
I'll move my family out the country, so you can't see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters, so I can smash their recorders
See they'll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA, teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock niggas up, they tryna make new slaves
See that's that private owned prison, get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons, bragging 'bout what they maid
Fuck you and your Hampton house, I'll fuck your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn shit up, I'm 'bout to tear shit down
I'm 'bout to air shit out, now what the fuck they gon' say now?
Thursday, May 16, 2013
If tomorrow is Judgement Day Name that Lyric
And I'm standing on the front line
And the Lord ask me what I did with my life
I will say I spent it with you If I wake up in World War III I see destruction and poverty
And I feel like I want to go home
It's okay if you're comin' with me.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Don't trust the government when it comes to 'harmless' substances.
The New York City Police Department announced Wednesday that it will deploy, then track, what it calls “harmless” gases into the city’s subway system over three non-consecutive days this summer.
The plan, to be enacted in July, will investigate New York’s readiness to handle a chemical terrorist attack by dispersing the colorless gas and tracing it as it flows through the city, according to Scientific American. The test is expected to cost $3.4 million and is scheduled to be carried out in all five boroughs and dozens of stations on 21 of the city’s 34 subway lines.
“The NYPD, in partnership with the MTA, is responsible for keeping more than 5 million daily subway customers safe and secure,"
The scheduled gas deployment comes years after investigators foiled an Al-Qaeda terrorist plot to b0mb the New York subways, the largest public transportation system in the world. Three men had planned to detonate [rip] vests just days before the eighth anniversary of the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks in what US Attorney General Eric Holder at the time called “one of the most serious threats” to the United States since 2001.
Souce: NY Daily News
Friday, May 10, 2013
Lauryn Hill blames slavery for not paying $2 million in taxes, believes she was ‘fighting for…freedom
Standing in federal court this week, Lauryn Hill compared herexperience in the music industry to the slavery her ancestors endured before a judge sentenced her to three months in prison for failing to pay about $1 million in taxes over the past decade.
Even a small lighter can burn a bridge! Name that Lyric.
You can see that my city found me then put me on, To me that's amazing To you that's a quick check, with all disrespect let me say this...
I am a sinner Who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone.... Bitch don't kill my vibe. I can feel your energy from two planets away.I'm trying to keep it alive and not compromise the feeling we love You trying to keep it deprived and only co-sign what radio does. And I'm looking right past ya.
We live in a world, on two different axles You live in a world, you living behind the mirror I know what you scared of, the feeling of feeling emotions inferior This shit is vital....
Rather a seasonal name, I'll let the people know this is something you can blame On yourself you can remain, stuck in a box Ima break out and then hide every lock.
My new year's resolution is to stop all the pollution Talk too motherfucking much, I got my drink I got my music I say Bitch don't kill my vibe
I am a sinner Who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone.... Bitch don't kill my vibe. I can feel your energy from two planets away.I'm trying to keep it alive and not compromise the feeling we love You trying to keep it deprived and only co-sign what radio does. And I'm looking right past ya.
We live in a world, on two different axles You live in a world, you living behind the mirror I know what you scared of, the feeling of feeling emotions inferior This shit is vital....
Rather a seasonal name, I'll let the people know this is something you can blame On yourself you can remain, stuck in a box Ima break out and then hide every lock.
My new year's resolution is to stop all the pollution Talk too motherfucking much, I got my drink I got my music I say Bitch don't kill my vibe
Monday, May 6, 2013
Siding with traditional retailers.
The so-called Marketplace Fairness Act would allow the 45 states (and the District of Columbia) that currently charge sales
taxes to require large online retailers to collect tax on purchases
made by their residents. The law would only apply to online sellers that
have sales of at least $1 million in states where they don't have
physical operations, like a store or a warehouse. The Obama administration has endorsed the bill, so if it can gain approval in the House, it is likely to become law. Some House Republicans have already expressed support for the bill... But u know something alot of these online retailer are already collecting sales taxes in other states.... (Things that make u go hummmm)
Read more here>> Senate passed the bill by a vote of 69 to 27...
Read more here>> Senate passed the bill by a vote of 69 to 27...
Thursday, May 2, 2013
MOTHER NATURE!!!!!
WHERE TWO OCEANS MEET... BUT DO NOT MIX! INCREDIBLE AND SIMPLY MIND-BLOWING !!!
These two bodies of water were merging in the middle of The Gulf of Alaska and there was a foam developing only at their junction.It is a result of the melting glaciers being composed of fresh water and the ocean has a higher percentage of salt causing the two bodies of water to have different densities and therefore makes it more difficult to mix.
These two bodies of water were merging in the middle of The Gulf of Alaska and there was a foam developing only at their junction.It is a result of the melting glaciers being composed of fresh water and the ocean has a higher percentage of salt causing the two bodies of water to have different densities and therefore makes it more difficult to mix.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Natural Cures Not Medicine.
Fluoride has been banned in large parts of the world. Do you think all these other countries are "conspiracy theorists"? It's time to wake up. Fluoride also damages your Pineal gland. Learn how to reverse the damage. Read more here....
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Science Just Confirmed Men Can’t Read Emotions.
According to a German researcher, part of the male brain associated with
emotion is inactive when looking into the eyes of a woman, showing
there is a complete biological lack of trying. Read more here.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Let em try to understand, Let em try, Let em try now, Name That Lyric...
And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me What you say now, won't budge me Cuz where I come from, so often People you grew up with, layin in a coffin But I done made it through the pain in spite
It's my time now, my world, my life My life...Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead Run around hustlin, scared of the feds They said death is eternal sleep but the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed So often we get merked in the head, instead of big money They got big momma hurtin instead fuck it, You talkin bullshit then kick it with another nigga And I ain't got friends - I got enemies So if they with me, then that means they my brother niggaz
It's my time now, my world, my life My life...Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead Run around hustlin, scared of the feds They said death is eternal sleep but the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed So often we get merked in the head, instead of big money They got big momma hurtin instead fuck it, You talkin bullshit then kick it with another nigga And I ain't got friends - I got enemies So if they with me, then that means they my brother niggaz
hold up, my other side; Name that Lyric
Keep your eyes open stay wide, shit is mind blowin Look for any sign showin one-time is knowin about the dynasty, shit is not minor leauges no more Cats bleed in this cold war Son we took an oath, then this life took us both We rich now, milk the whole cow, split the growth Now I'm on the car doin, headlights on Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm that's formin in the sky, you comin home tomorrow? Will you drive or will you fly....
Suburban places got me seeking for oasis; Name that Lyric
At times I wanna watch out the Mariot, zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch, formulating up plots ta escape from Salems lock cuz its scorching hot, making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, Security Society , got all kinds of undercovers coming at us, perhaps they, won't be happy, til they
snatch us, but
never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free, in ecstacy, on a hill that
awaits for me,vivid
enough ta make living this a must, plus this is real....
Name That Lyric; We can make it if we try, For the sake of you and I.
What's it gonna be? 'Cause I can't pretend Don't you wanna be more than friends? Hold me tight and don't let go Don't let go You have the right to lose control Don't let go....Hold me tight and don't let me go You've got the right I said you've got the right to lose control Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Sunday, March 31, 2013
I ain't waiting for closure, I will never forfeit Name that Lyric.
Hold up,I will never forfeit, did you get the picture yet? I'm painting you a portrait of young Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music's for the sad man....
Sunday, March 17, 2013
U violate the Puppet Master, get ur string pulled, Name that Lyric.
Pay haters no never mind
Never been the quitin’ kind Spirit, ain’t no killin’ mine I’m gettin’ mine, you don’t like it, nigga, get in line
So many times I’ve shown dudes I won’t lose Time’s precious but waste yours if you want to, Won’t change a thing, the circumstance i’ll remain the same Can’t complain, I’m highly favored, my flavor’s god given So used to hate.... appreciation is a odd feelin’ Still I stay focus.
Just keep going, and don’t look back....Push that pedal to the max....Count that money that’s in your lap!
Just keep going, and don’t look back....Push that pedal to the max....Count that money that’s in your lap!
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
We Came with Peaceful Intentions.
The unreal is more powerful than the real.
Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only
intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone
crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a
thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the
way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the
world. You can change the way people live their lives. That's the only
lasting thing you can create...
Sunday, March 3, 2013
What is you talking, man? That ain’t important Name that Lyric.
We the cause of all commotion Your mouth running, but where is you going? What is you smoking, man? That ain’t potent What is you talking, man? That ain’t important Illuminati, High society Is it too much to ask keep your diamonds up? We gon’ make it, that’s on everything....I swear until my time is up My style is sex in the shower, fresh as fuck
Saturday, March 2, 2013
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more Name that Lyric....
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that) When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies....
To all the ladies havin babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless Because there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless......
That will hate the ladies....
To all the ladies havin babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless Because there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless......
Monday, February 11, 2013
Name that lyric....
Hold up, slow up, stop, control Don't come unprepared I'll be there, Weatherman tellin' us It ain't goin rain So now we sittin in a drop top Soaking wet In a silk suit trying not to sweat Hittin' somersaults without the net But this'll be the year that we won't forget. Anything goes Be what you want to be Long that you know Consequences are given for livin Get a life, now they on sale. Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and bacon, Mamma Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack of questions With no answers Cure for Cancer Cure for AIDS Before your left adds up to a ball of power Hello, Ghetto Let your brain breathe Believe there's always mo' Don't pull the thang out Unless you plan to bang, Don't even bang Unless you plan to hit something.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Reality Rewind...
Now I am left with the daunting task of
covering a topic I will never know shit about: the perks of white
entitlement. This is what a means to an end has become for me. Stay in
school, kids. Thankfully, my copy and paste game has never been more
flawless.
Via Hip Hop Wired:
Jen The Pen has some explaining to do. During last night’s episode of Love & Hip Hop New York, the Staten Island native got into a heated argument with Raqi Thunda about hosting a radio show together. Near its conclusion it resulted in some uncomfortable banter surrounding the advantages of being a white girl in society and race in general.Early in the show, Jen The Pen and Raqi Thunda auditioned for a spot on Hot 97. The former felt a ways because she felt like the latter dominated the convo and shut her out during the segment. Of course the two tried to talk things out, which quickly turned into petty and loud arguing.After Raqi threw in a verbal jab by saying, “Have fun trying to get hot,” Jen The Pen responded in kind with, ”I’m white, honey it will get done.”Say what now? Seems like Jen was invoking white privilege, which will not win you points when you throw it in the face of a person of color, on a show whose cast is dominated by them. Just saying.
Friday, January 25, 2013
A gesture of honesty goes down well.
Good news
Very little has been said about this…..On December 2, Basque athlete Iván Fernández Anaya was competing in a cross-country race in Burlada, Navarre. He was running second, some distance behind race leader Abel Mutai - bronze medalist in the 3,000-meter steeplechase at the London Olympics. As they entered the finishing straight, he saw the Kenyan runner the certain winner of the race mistakenly pull up about 10 meters before the finish, thinking he had already crossed the line.
Fernández Anaya quickly caught up with him, but instead of exploiting Mutai's mistake to speed past and claim an unlikely victory, he stayed behind and, using gestures, guided the Kenyan to the line and let him cross first.
Ivan Fernandez Anaya, a Basque runner of 24 years who is considered an athlete with a big future (champion of Spain of 5,000 meters in promise category two years ago) said after the test: "But even if they had told me that winning would have earned me a place in the Spanish team for the European championships, I wouldn't have done it either. I also think that I have earned more of a name having done what I did than if I had won. And that is very important, because today, with the way things are in all circles, in soccer, in society, in politics, where it seems anything goes, a gesture of honesty goes down well."
He said at the beginning: unfortunately, very little has been said of the gesture. And it's a shame. In my opinion, it would be nice to explain to children, so they do not think that sport is only what they see on TV: violent kicks in abundance, posh statements, fingers in the eyes of the enemy ...
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Instead of believing others, google yourself.
These are by no means complete and the list is like junior high school level at most in the global conspiracy schemes.
So .. ; )
So .. ; )
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Beware,,,,
the irrational, however seductive. Shun
the 'transcendent' and all who invite you to subordinate or annihilate
yourself. Distrust compassion; prefer dignity for yourself and others.
Don't be afraid to be thought arrogant or selfish. Picture all experts
as if they were mammals. Never be a spectator of unfairness or
stupidity. Seek out argument and disputation for their own sake; the
grave will supply plenty of time for silence. Suspect your own motives,
and all excuses. Do not live for others any more than you would expect
others to live for you
Enough?
Having
more choices, although valued, actually makes life more confusing,
complex, and just plain convoluted. What should be a simple process
becomes a stressful consideration of so many features or varieties, with
the purpose of the device becoming lost. Our true needs have become
covered over by so-called modern conveniences.
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