What are you listening to?

[Evia]

Naoko and Medicine for the People - Love Letters to God
https://youtu.be/E-QGkYNc0Ls
Give
Always give what you can
Even if your allies draw lines in the sand
And dig, always dig a little deeper
Sometimes it's hard to be my brother's keeper
Love
So you let love in
Baby I am home in the wake of your skin
And it's crazy
How we wear our ceremony
Always be open to your path and your journey
Yes
She cradles my loneliness
A home in a forest nest
Universal test, feel the weight of my love put your hand on my chest
And rest
In the cradle of my arms
The battle that we face is a place where our scars come from
And to pick up that gun
My love we are destined to teach these ones to be brave
And never run away
Courage is birthed from the womb on the first light of day
Yeah, the day you were born you came out perfect never meant to be torn
In silence
Never been so loud in the violence
Never been so proud of a people
When we're fighting for a change
Not afraid to lose it all despite all the rage
We are animals
And we cannot be caged
Provoke us to fight
So we burn a little sage and write poetry
Wiser than the enemy will ever be
The minority
And authority
Are you here to protect or arrest me?
I can't tolerate the hate, and I'm losing sleep
Can't breathe because they're choking out a war in me
Immorality
Love letters to God
I wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there's no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?
Human souls
So we carve 'em into story Totem poles
Because we're always searching for a certain goal
A pattern of physics, a role
Don't believe all you're told
And open
Open up your fist
A misconception
You can fight like this
In praise
With the power of prayer
If God's on our side we can take the stairs
To the heavens
Flipping through my chapter seven
I live with the snakes in the great deception
No court in this country for men
Who steal from their mother on paper with pen
And we're tripping
Down a red dirt road
And we're asking
Is this the way we should go?
Kissing, soft top feet of my goddess
We walk the earth, baby yeah we got this
Focus, and it's redirected
Grateful, and I'm resurrected
Stubborn, But I know the way
You're the skin of my drum
To your rhythm I will sway
Take my hand
I won't lead you astray
We will not go gently into the darkest of days
Grandma's here, and she says persevere
Take a walk in her mocks sees a trail of tears
And our fears, are the same as they ever were
Beers numb the pain of our holocaust years
Always mobbing and motion
Maybe, baby be an island over an ocean
Your arches, how they bend and contract in my conscience
Never slipped through the grip of my thesis
And my theory is I shine in your presence
A deliverance
Love letters to God
Wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there's no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?

[Evia]

Bright Eyes - At the Bottom of Everything

https://youtu.be/2GHyLhbdzN0

So there was this woman and she was on an airplane,
and she was flying to meet her fiance seaming high above the largest ocean on planet earth.
She was seated next to this man she had tried to start conversations,
but the only thing she had really heard him say was to order his Bloody Mary.
She was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine article about a third world country
that she couldn't even pronounce the name of.
And she was feeling very bored and despondent.
And then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out,
and they started just falling thirty-thousand feet,
and the pilots on the microphone and he's saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh my god... I'm sorry" and apologizing.
And she looks at the man and says "Where are we going?" and he looks at her and he says "We're going to a party.
It's a birthday party. It's your birthday party.
Happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much."
And then he starts humming this little tune, it kind of goes like this: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

We must talk in every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues in the books that we have read
And in the face of every criminal
Strapped firmly to a chair
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare

We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing

It'll go like this:

While my mother waters plants
My father loads his guns
He says death will give us back to God
Just like this setting sun is returned to this lonesome ocean

And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
It was a wonderful splash

We must blend into the choir
Sing as static with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul
And in this endless race for property and privilege to be won
We must run, we must run, we must run

We must hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past
And in the caverns of tomorrow
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge

And then we'll get down there, way down to the very bottom of everything
And then we'll see it, oh we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it

Oh my morning's coming back
The whole world's waking up
All the city buses swimming past
I'm happy just because
I found out I am really no one

[Tann]

Heilung - Alfadhirhaiti
https://youtu.be/2wy-W-pYlds

As the meme goes for this song, I played it for my 5yr old, he's now my dad. I played it for my dog, he's now a wolf. Played it for my gecko, he's now a dragon.

[Mead]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dkpgz3uQ58U

[Mead]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRFa9N4fGtc

the clock is set for nine but you know youre gonna make it eight

[Mead]

https://www.google.com/search?nfpr=1...w=1745&bih=807

some of you might enjpy this

[Mead]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pw-0pbY9JeU

[Ennewi]

Interpol's good. NYC has Joy Division vibes.

Mark Knopfler - Boom, Like That (2004) (The Founder)

[Baler]

Dance With The Devil - Immortal Technique

I once knew a pal whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
pal never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and palz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed


Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a pal doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot


So Billy started robbing palz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block palz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, palz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch pal with a gun, can bust slugs
any pal with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore pal is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three


They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them palz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

... {Too long to be included)

[Rick Sanchez]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9bF0fpd9mQ

Chinsaku - See ya

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