Into the Struggle

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It is time to build. The principle is 25% deconstruct and 75% build what we want to replace. I have a vision about what we can be and do, but in order to make that a reality we need to have resources to accomplish it. What better way to build that capital than to offer something in return. Protests and opposition is important, vital in fact, but we must also be in the process of creating what we want to replace the things that cause so much harm to the people. For example, building a closed-loop system / community wherein we fund and own our own businesses, that are environmentally and socially sustainable that we can hire and work with our own people, instituting our own methods of conflict resolution and beginning the process of healing from historical trauma.

Our People are BEAUTIFUL! Our People are POWERFUL! The essence of our power and the urgency for the need to use that power are laid out in this album.

"It is our duty to fight for our freedom. It is our duty to win. We must love each other and support each other. We have nothing to lose but our chains." ~Assata Shakur

"Power concedes nothing without a demand." ~Franklin Douglass

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released November 20, 2016

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Track Name: Into the Struggle
Atrocious how the notion of race wrote in the Constitution
3/5 a human being no matter how its phrased we losin
Thomas Jefferson, a slave rapin abomination
Wrote all men are created equal but not the women he laid with
Blacks and women property, they thought of we as stock
Afraid of us in every way, they had us under lock
Cuz women were the wisdom keepers, blacks the line of kings
Couldn’t lose control of us, we’d topple their regime
So they wrote us out of history pretend we never existed
But here we are in front of them pumpin double fisted
And because we wont be silenced, or resign to being slaves
Their method is to kill us or keep us in a cage


Black-Lives-Mat-ter
That’s a fact, not up for debate
If it pisses you off, that I recognize this; great
I’ma keep sayin it, till this system change
5% the world, 25% the inmates
12 million Disenfranchised
Can’t vote in any race
Daren Wilson not anomalous that’s the way they train
And the way the laws are written to keep us blacks in place
Tagets in a post-racial society
Where Black and Brown lack our notoriety
Social Darwinism, Eugenics, in the mix
But the public loves deny that any of this exists

Far too long, have we permitted these attrocities
To rip through our people destroying our cmmunities
Working through the system with Respectability
While Black males now listed as endangered species
The People, have had enough, this is it
Come hell or high water, bout to get what we’re comin to get
Liberty, dignity, release from these chains
It is our duty and our right to fight for and win change
The D.O.C a mockery, Supreme Court Hypocrisy
A system built on racist thought can never function properly
Dimantle the structure, no piecemeal reforms
BlackLivesMatter takes America by storm
Track Name: White Fragility
Lyrics:

Verse #1

Hate to feel change
Hate to rearrange
Hate that the truth
is pouring on you like the rain
not so innocent
not so absent from the pain
not so far removed
and not so free from the blame
hands won't wash clean
of the blood your fathers spilt
not while you still profit
from the system that he built
white guilt is spilt milk
that's mopped up by my mother
still leavin all your messes
to be mopped up by another
haven't yet learned
your responsibility
this shit is getting old
my heart is turning cold
my crew is growing bold
and I don't hate to say, that,
yo ass has been told
and it's time to pay the piper, cuz
the rooster has crowed
on the new Jim Crow
and the School-to-Prison Pipeline
yo, the fantasy's gone
the veil has been lifted
the charade, a facade, that bandaged the system
the fallacy intrinsic
you thought that you could hide it
and you thought that we would miss it
but a band aid to a gushing wound
always breaks through
ended segregation
the signs so blatant racist
water fountains had children
wishin was tradin places
no voter registration
face the kkk invasion
burnin crosses, strange fruit
hung throughout the nation
Schwerner, Goodman, Chaney, Evars, Malcom X, and King
The 60s nothin nice
For the people seeking change
Then the Civil Rights Act
Johnson did not write that
JFK put pen to page
And had his life snatched
But it ended Jim Crow
In July of '64
Or so they thought
The plot was thicker, harder to spot, the lot
Your fathers trot, tied a new knot
Mass incarceration
Apartheid segregation
Genocide by definition
1948 convention
Relentless enslavement
Under the guise of the most perfect justification
Crime
The 13th Amendment
Edmond Burke sublime
A wolf in sheep's clothing
Should you read it line by line
Convict leasing, keeps our markets subsidized
And your wallets undefined
But your fathers openly, rejected, war on poverty
Focusing on individual ideology
While privately acknowledging
Destitutions role, filling penal colonies
So the goal to sustain ghettos, to retain monopolies
On wealth, controlling labor plantations, Black Belt
Now behind walls in 3X9 cells, & it's hell as you know
And this is what is called, the New Jim Crow


Chorus

Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hate to feel change, hate to rearrange
Hate that the truth is pouring on you like the rain
Not so innocent, not so absent from the pain
Not so far removed and not so free from the blame
Hate to feel change, hate to rearrange
Hate that the truth is pouring on you like the rain
Not so innocent, not so absent from the pain
Not so far removed and not so free from the blame
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built


Verse #2

It's not my fault
I am not racist
I have black friends
I love black faces
Hip hop's my shit
I took some classes
Know what the facts is
Slavery was backwards
Thank god it's over
I pay my taxes
Affirmative Action so awesome for black kids
Who couldn't have made it
Without their white saviors
Forget that we made it
Too dangerous to make it
That black kid they killed, it tragic, I hate it
But should have just taken that hood off then maybe
He wouldn't have looked like a thug goin crazy
Drugs are the problem
If we could just solve it
Interrupt commerce
Prevent alcoholics
And addicts from filling our streets with their nonsense
I voted Obama
The racisms gone, so why all the drama
The noise and the clamor
Justice is blind
Respect the judge hammer
And follow the law
Or meet with the slammer
The choices are your
The response is of course
We have to protect
Our schools, neighborhoods
From the gangs and the thieves
And the people with needs
Who don't have a home
And are stealing to eat
And can't get a job cuz then cannot compete
No address to show
Cuz they live in the streets
So we need the police
In force to keep order
Keep people in place
The bricks and the mortar
Yet, it's not my fault, if, the data, is splattered
With all of this blackness
And empty semantics
If it's in black and white
Then it's got to be right
Cuz the facts only show
What has come to the light
If they're 3X more likely to be kicked out of school
Then they do not belong, this has got to be true
The 50% chance to be locked in juvinile
This has to be evidence of their lifestyle
70% more chance for them to go to prison
& 85% will suffer recidivism
But the systems not racist
The case is just tasteless
But face this as rhetoric traces, displaces
Blaming victims in places we can't get
The poverty, your fathers, they made it, sustain it
Attempt to contain it, with social estrangement
Cuz they meant as justification,
To prove that what they did
For sake of the nation, legit
The logic they spit, you have imbibed it
Subscribed it, deny it to wit
That you and this system are racist,
Concealing your thoughts in colorblind language
Is still to put sugar on shit
And the truth is much harsher than that
Exploiting labor by funneling children
Through a system that's public and called education
Into the prisons, forced participation
With reasons to blame all who don't make it
Flagrant in nature is this
And it's all done for the sake of profit
Not to keep people safe
But as long as you mock it
Nothing will stop it
Guilt will keep knocking
Till you let it in
The School-to-Prison Pipeline
Was made by your fathers
But so long as you profit
Then there will be blood on your hands

Chorus

Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hate to feel change, hate to rearrange
Hate that the truth is pouring on you like the rain
Not so innocent, not so absent from the pain
Not so far removed and not so free from the blame
Hate to feel change, hate to rearrange
Hate that the truth is pouring on you like the rain
Not so innocent, not so absent from the pain
Not so far removed and not so free from the blame
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Hands won't wash clean of the blood your fathers spilt
Not while you still profit from the system that he built
Track Name: Ignorance Isn't Bliss
Troublin Horizon, who wants to see it comin
Like, if we don’t perceive them, the problems mount to nothing
Cops killing Brown and Black folx, sending us to prison,
Ignoring is complicit, and it’s giving them permission
to continue on their mission, to break us to submission,
Using legislation, erasing the gains, been made, changing
this racist system, but hate to listen to facts
22 states, have shredded, the Voters’ Rights Act
Slippery and conniving, the laws begin to stack
Like they did in Alabama where first they made a pact
that all voters, had to have a driver’s license
then closed the DMV’s, in the districts, mostly Black
In 20-15, please don’t think I going back
to the days of Assata, Rustin, and Malcom X
Yes, the problem is complex, and it’s really goona mess
With our comforts, and our stress
and we may be bouncing checks
but this racist, capitalist system hates our con-test
So it’s vital, to our survival, to manifest
more than apathetic resistance to their conquest
yet, I must confess, I don’t really know how to beat them.


I remember a time, when I thought ignorance was bliss
A time when I thought staying out of it, was best
I thought I could avoid some of the pitfalls ahead
If I just kept my head down, and stayed focused on my tasks
But then I got stopped, for driving while black
And I was beaten, by two cops, nearly to death
My brother received a double-maximum sentence
And he was suffering from a horrendous addiction to meth
And many of the friends I had while I was growing up
Were behind bars and had children they couldn’t caress
My mother’d gone to college and learned a machine press
But couldn’t get hired in the field and she was the top of her class
When I tried to get a job having a high school diploma
a degree from Job Corps and some college enrollment
I found the pavement a cold, desolate place of solace
cuz the places I put in applications never called back
Yeah, there was a time when I thought ignorance was bliss
but that was before, I came to see, the interconnectedness
of all our distresses, and the link between capitalism
and the racist ideology that oppressed us


Ignorance, isn’t bliss
nothing missed
will ever get fixed, while it’s in that abyss
just permissed to exist
expand to the cliffs
precipitate rifts, till we’re lost in the mist, of defeat
no retreat, from the streets
where apathy meets, tunnel vision, something eats
all ambition seeks, halted-incomplete
justify the streak, wit,
“It don’t affect me”
Lies in the cheeks
chippin at the teeth
Knockin out the truth till it’s bleedin at my feet
cuz I didn’t wanna see, and I, wouldn’t believe
That, I had the power and compulsion to achieve, relief
from the system,
and its mission, imposition of conditions, beat resistance to submission
in collision with how I perceive, myself
and the position of my wealth, of heart
I have, a part to play
cuz the problems, don’t fade
and they, don’t go away
they don’t trail off, and become better days
like rays of sunlight, cuz they never see the light of day
Track Name: Weapon of Voice
The system is a bitch
That’s just the way it is
Well, that’s what they tell me
When they want me reticent
Quite, docile, a drone That’s mindless
Oblivious, inactive, and lost in innocence
But implicit in the message
is something hideous
Something quick to miss
But so insidious
Like a cancer to my soul
And a plague upon my spirit
But their point is screaming loud
if I have the heart to hear it
I’m a threat to their way of life
To cold butter, the hottest knife
A free spirit, an open mind
Not blinded by the media, why
I’m seeing through my third eye
It’s My submission they require
for me to turn a blind eye
To the minarets, obelisks, and spires in the sky
Symbols meant to inspire dominance and power
But they just conceal the deepest lie
Without me they have nothing
Are nothing, Achieve nothing
Because it’s from me
Which their power derives

Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
I’m a teacher to the people, sortin out all the confusion
Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
My voice is a weapon, let this be a message to them

What they want is me to stay in school
Go to college, get a job, rack up debt, become a slave, to the money system pyramid, get married, have some kids, drive a car, dependent on their fossil fuels and buy a house falling victim to the money pit.
What I thought was the “American Dream”
turns out, to be just a scheme
The consequence of seeing
What’s between the lines I’m reading
Cuz if I’m focused every minute
on how to stay afloat
This Detracts attention from the rope I weaving and tying around my throat
Hence, the mindless drone
Too busy to be concerned
with the fact I’m disillusioned, uninspired, and being burned
By a system, spiraling, out of control
One that I never consigned, endorsed, or voted for
And all that is required for the system to remain
Just the way it is,
because that’s the way it is
Is to do the same
& remain reticent
Silence my objection
To the system and its aim

Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
I’m a teacher to the people, sortin out all the confusion
Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
My voice is a weapon, let this be a message to them

Cuz they’re placed above women
Men remain silent
Cuz they’re placed above blacks
Whites remain silent
Cuz they’re placed above the poor
The Rich remain silent
Cuz they’re placed above indigenous
Industries remain silent
Fabricated divisions
and social constructions
Designed to justify and motivate fallacious deductions
But reverse the situation and realign the circumstances
With memory of former privileges and find that it enhances
My scope of what is just, equitable, and fair; this
the Original Position behind the Veil of Ignorance
If I wouldn’t accept the life of one I consider lesser
Because it is lesser, then how can that life be right?
When that life is constrained to be at its level of plight
By the system, I, remain silent against them
Protecting my position
Like it’s given
Then I deserve blame
Like the author of this imposition

Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
I’m a teacher to the people, sortin out all the confusion
Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
My voice is a weapon, let this be a message to them


If the system stays unchecked,
Unquestioned, and erect
Then what I know to be wrong
Will persist in effect
The 1%, express will continue to oppress
And dominate the politics
that got us so repressed
Under this Panopticon
The N.S.A. they got us on
Watch, we the enemy
To suffocate the energy
who challenge them the effigy
The FEDs’ll be, declaring me, a threat to peace, for speakin FREE
On issues like the New Jim Crow and Climate Change
The Glass Steagall Act
Repealed, the credit runs away
The IPCC warning bout 2° of change
C’0’2 from Fossil Fuel to environment the bane
Infringements on social justice
Killing tribes for land
Supplanting rulers in countries
Nicaragua to Iran
No they don’t want me to speak
Or to have an open mind
But I won’t be reticent
because
I was born to rhyme

Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
I’m a teacher to the people, sortin out all the confusion
Have a voice use it, if I don’t I will lose it
Ain’t no stoppin me puttin message to the music
I’m an emcee and a griot beyond what is I am choosin
My voice is a weapon, let this be a message to them
Track Name: Roots Reach Black
Had to make it PHAT, had to take it back
Had to rep for a culture that the roots are reaching Black
Beautiful, Powerful, Indisputably Immutable
The history a crucible, the music is a tool to use
Cathartic when it needs to be, hard to beat society
At times, the rhymes, plant the seeds we need to breathe
Through police brutality, fatalities, impunity
the root of e-vil, our people see the enemy
An internal colony, Fanon saw the tragedy
Overseer to officer, KRS, a prodigy
His progeny, are challenging, violence’s monopoly
By the state, the fate of which, attempt to claim us property
Hip Hop is the voice/ and the weapon of choice!
Since Grand Master Flash and DMC were making noise
Cuz with the “Message,” hood pov-erty, was being challenged
& “Fuck the Police,” expounded on that knowledge

My roots are reaching Black
to Tupac and Biggie Smalls, to Jay z and Goodie Mob
To Lauren Hill and them all
My roots are reaching Black
To Assata, MLK, Malcom x, and James Brown
that’s the tip that I’m on
My roots are reaching Black
to the pride of a nation, and the fight for Liberation
Cuz our history’s bomb
My roots are reaching Black
Through the Hip Hop in my blood, and the music in my soul
Yo! The revolution’s on!

Not to say it’s not a party music, wouldn’t be true
It’s the part of the genre, we be celebrating to
Get ya club on, ya dance on, or smoke a blunt to
Or, however you hang, when you’re chillin wit your crew
Don’t be fooled, “Walk Ruff and Stuff with yo Afro Puffs”
Was Black Power, to the core, filled with Black Love
challenging pat-riarchy, white standards of beauty
And Internalized Oppression with con-tinuity
Queen Latifa, a master emcee
Blessed us with her presence in the 1980s scene
& Helped to make the music what it is to you and me
So Lauren Hill could call out “Politrixions” with the Fugees
While Bill Clinton, prison warden, playin the sax
Signed into law, the 1994, Crime Act
No more education in the prison labor system
& 3 Strikes was made law by those Politrixions

My roots are reaching Black
to Tupac and Biggie Smalls, to Jay z and Goodie Mob
To Lauren Hill and them all
My roots are reaching Black
To Assata, MLK, Malcom x, and James Brown
that’s the tip that I’m on
My roots are reaching Black
to the pride of a nation, and the fight for Liberation
Cuz our history’s bomb
My roots are reaching Black
Through the Hip Hop in my blood, and the music in my soul
Yo! The revolution’s on!

What is problematic, was the corporate takeover
of a cultural art form, meant to restore the
pride of our people, integrity the needle
The One’s and Two’s, the Wheels of Steel, spinnin through to freedom
When they moved in and sup-planted, their business model
& Threw down the throttle on producin gangsta bauble
to make a Modern-Day-Minstrel, Black Face, metropolis
but a Dangerous Black, outta control, was all you got from this
While the War on Drugs, was being waged, out on our Streets
The Reagans and the Clintons, were pulling back their sheets
Stereotypes, that fed the hype, of the white supremist blight
and the P.I.C. was being formed right in plain sight,
With these images that the corporations spun about us
The public in Amerika, had no doubt, about us
Thank god the Underground rose to challenge all this B.S.
Where people like Mos Def and Immortal Technique flourished

My roots are reaching Black
to Tupac and Biggie Smalls, to Jay z and Goodie Mob
To Lauren Hill and them all
My roots are reaching Black
To Assata, MLK, Malcom x, and James Brown
that’s the tip that I’m on
My roots are reaching Black
to the pride of a nation, and the fight for Liberation
Cuz our history’s bomb
My roots are reaching Black
Through the Hip Hop in my blood, and the music in my soul
Yo! The revolution’s on!

The sound of resistance, the people and the message
Answering the questions, most pressing to the masses
Ripping through the truth, conflicting our community
Familiar and sad, like, this is nothing new to me
Jobs are always fleeting degrading our sense of worth
Our schools so deplorable it’s education that hurts
Drugs on the streets, but don’t own a poppy field
The youth are packing heat for safety, can we be real
Red Lining, White Flight, Welfare, Ghettos
Out-sourcing, Globalization, yup and there goes
The neighborhood, with the manufacturing work
To other countries, into prisons, where they’re getting paid dirt
150 years from slavery, but ain’t much changed
Time to claim the economic means and shatter these chains
Hip Hop, the voice of the oppressed and the poor
So, I’m wit LL Cool J, “It’s time for war!”

My roots are reaching Black
to Tupac and Biggie Smalls, to Jay z and Goodie Mob
To Lauren Hill and them all
My roots are reaching Black
To Assata, MLK, Malcom x, and James Brown
that’s the tip that I’m on
My roots are reaching Black
to the pride of a nation, and the fight for Liberation
Cuz our history’s bomb
My roots are reaching Black
Through the Hip Hop in my blood, and the music in my soul
Yo! The revolution’s on!
Track Name: The World We Want
Lyrics


Verse #1

I understand why you might have felt like this did not concern you before,
They had us tricked, they had us believing climate change only effected polar bears,
And environmental issues were something only rich yuppies were to be concerned with,
But they were wrong, this effects you, this effects us all,
But it's effecting the poorest and most vulnerable the hardest, and it's happening now,
And we are all responsible, some of us more than others,
And since it took all of us to create this problem, it will take all of us to solve it,
It will take collective action to change our culture
From consumerism to community driven
From fossil fuel to fossil free
We can create this green economy

Verse #2

The climate is broken, 2 degrees of change
CO2 and fossil fuel, now come to be the bane
Of human existence, acid falling with the rain
Lakes are drying up, tides are rising in the bays
Sea walls are failing, Katrina, hurricane
And islands disappearing, underneath the waves
As the temperature rises, still dealing with disguises
For the truth, not peeping all the facts of the science
Economic spendin, needin power for the mendin
The government relentless in its aim to defend it
But we're over using carbon sinks, push us to the brink
Yet what will we think, when half the Tropics, go extinct
Can't convert the air we breathe, dealing with the enemy
Droughts become a common thing, stopping folks from growing wheat
Now we're starving, can't compete
Global markets, looking bleak
Farmlands turn to deserts only the rich can take the heat
The problem is unfortunate, the ones most responsible
The ones least impacted, nominal, demonstrable
Carbon foot print, we're using four earths worth
Of our resources, we're made consumers from birth
For the heat, the lights, the tv nights
Fast food, cheap gas, precooked rice
Cell phones, new clothes, boxing fights
Seahawks, loan sharks, all our lives
But over consumin the people that's doin the work we need to grow our food
We quicken to ruin while steady pursuin not payin no heed to slow the crude
Oil from spillin, gases, hit the ceilin
Atmosphere, limits revealing
Tragedy, the Commons appealing, dilemma the heart of the villain
It's killin the drive, the motive desire
To make a change, when people free-ride
Acting in their self-interest while discounting the public's
The government must assert its influence
Limit production, laden with taxes,
Research, develop, along renewable's axis
Revealing the truth of the cost of our actions
It's only a burden so long as we lack it
But reeling the slack in, unveiling the package
We're killin ourselves while practicing frackin
How can we fight against a problem so embedded in our system
When the victories we win are barely treating all the symptoms
And why are politicians able to deny with conviction
While climate champions in congress be playing the victims
The divisions a sick one, and points to one solution
With citizen's initiative, we can limit our pollution
And every single person chipping in their contribution
We can begin to take our power back and build the revolution
Through protests and petitions, we'll hit the streets with a mission
Use our passions to convey not just a crisis, but vision
Of a future where the people make the final decision
About the health and equity of the world we want to live in


https://youtu.be/Gx3AFpNhojI
Track Name: Nothing Better Than Our Freedom
Verse #1

Hope, is the energy, that enables us to see,
& to believe, that, something, better than this can be
Is more fragile, than the glimmer of a whisper on the wind
But a hint, a bit fragrant, of a day that could begin
Yet, could also portend, that the good is at its end
A trend not unlike the rend of the climate changing bend
So it has to be protected, guarded at all costs
Because without its, motivation, we are all lost
The strange dichotomy, is that it also causes anger
To erupt from our beings as a volcanic estrangement
Yo, without the belief that things could be different
We would never think that things should be different
When men rape women it wouldn't infuriate us so
When cops execute the innocent, be just the way it go
Not the outrage expressed by the women in Brazil
After a woman was gang raped by 30 men ill
& when the police beat Freddy Gray shatterin skeleton
Baltimore woult not have erupted into open rebellion
But because we know it's possible, demonstrable
The lot of you, will hope it's true and that it's more than probable
For a world to exist, without the patriarchal lineage
Misogyny, oppression, domination, privilege
Denial of humanity to half of our species
Traumatizing, victim blaming, or glass ceiling pieces
Rather, a world without male entitlement to body
Where women have complete autonomy and equality
Free to move through city and home without a threat
1 in 3 women world wide abused is quite a debt
The structure of a system, male written and inhabited
Police to protect the masculine ego sensitive phallic
100 years only been 235 Congress Women
But over 11,000 men have led this country to ruin
It's hope that compels us, tells us, what can be
That pushes us beyond what is now and impossibility
Fills our veins and our minds with a vigor and a drive
To survive two stars colliding and to remain alive

Chorus

Needing something to believe in
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Needing something to believe in
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Than our FREEDOM, our FREEDOM


Verse #2

When all the lights go out, I'm filled with doubt
What's it about, I just don't know, afraid to count
On anything in any route, cuz it seems like no amount
Will overcome the circumstances, and their ain't no 2nd chances
I'm not findin no answers, in their books or in their schools
The rules, they write they just confuse, conflate the matter and abuse
The issue is a finite ruse, but just consume and choose to
Lose the home I'm claiming whose, lands are these
Anyway, wars and bombs, guns and arms, crooked deals that
Sound alarms, but no one cares to listen
When the children come up missin, on a mission into prison, or trafficking
In human beings, the reason is it seems, even people
Have a value, when equated with mere things
So devastation, genocide, enslavement, atom bombs
Nagasaki, deforestation, climate change, it's on
Depleting water sources, GMOs and Viet Nam
Zika virus, sinking islands, Global South, the burden strong
Anti-Blackness is a fascist, the fastest, tragic of the masses
Data flaccid, lacking intersectionality
How oppressions stack upon our backs till we can barely breathe
And when the imes are at their hardest, Colloquially the darkest
When money is it's shortest and bills are at their largest
That's the moment we need to harvest, the deepest hope to harness
But with the faith of a mustard seed, mountains, raised to the sea
Moved or transformed to belief
And will spread with the veracity of scottsbroom weed
Impossible to kill, the resistance in the people
The conviction of us lethal, regal, dealin with the realest appeal
To the trill of the mill, turnin wheel, spinnin fate, it's time to eat we're after the meal
The scent of the scrill, the tangible in our fingers will
When all is lost, all that's left, is hope, and it explodes
From the most unexpected locations, cascading
Into a positive feedback of revolution


Chorus

Needing something to believe in
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Needing something to believe in
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Nothing better than our FREEDOM
Than our FREEDOM, our FREEDOM
Track Name: We Will Have Our Victory
Lyrics:

Answering the call of war we ran into the streets
Blood had spilled, the cops had killed, revenge was looking sweet
Didn’t matter who you were, or what neighborhood you from
All that mattered, was that, with this system, you were done!
The horns and the drums, fire poundin in our hearts
Raging through our veins, was an anger off the charts
Black, White, Asian, Native, Mexican, we all
Knew this racist, white supremist system had to fall
Downtown to Westlake, where all of us converged
Hands Up! Don’t Shoot! Was the war-cry that emerged
As we took over the streets, people steady flooding in
Bringing traffic to a halt, the movement had began
A fight for Human Rights, for Dignity and Life
A fight for Respect, Liberty the Right
To go to the store and to make it home alive
Cuz it’s nearly, impossible, to be Black, and to survive
The gauntlet of the school system not going to jail
a prisoner, a slave, told we can do naught but to fail
While a system of laws, written to, protect, us all
We wanted to know that cops were not above the law
Due Process, that precious 5th Amendment clause
They are neither judge nor jury, but they’re acting without pause
And while none of this is new to a people who’ve seen the worst
Daren Wilson’s, non-indictment, is what pushed us to subverse!

We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory
We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory

Marching through the streets, was simply not enough
Police came gassed up, turtle suits, and billy clubs
Seattle Mayor Murray, Chief O’Toole, and Bruce Harrell,
Our supposed ‘Civil Rights, City Hall Official’ failed
To recognize and respect, our Right, to assemble
To petition our government, for grievances, rendered
And instead authorized paramilitary troops
To stifle Free Speech, and Suppress the People whose
Intent was to acquire equal unbiased treatment
Guaranteed, in the 14th, Amendment achievement
In 1868, and over a hundred years later
Still waiting, hence my reason for being an Agitator
The people grew complacent, felt comfort in their ignorance
So, there was nothing left but Civil Disobedience
They disregarded us at city hall and public meetings
Labeled hooligans thugs, with anarchist leanings
Negotiation failed, and out gunned and out strategized
We recognized, to mobilize, we had to organize ourselves
If we meant to win against a system generations fixed
& that, is why, we created OA206

We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory
We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory

We hit the streets, we had to, people were dying
All were upset, the government was conspiring
State Sanctioned Violence, was claiming our people’s lives
Impunity ubiquitous, getting off left and right
Martin, Brown, Garner, Rice, and Boyd
Their killers walked free, everyone was annoyed
Darren Wilson made half a mil with network ABC
Adding insult to injury, we just couldn’t believe
Being Black, was not, a precondition, for anger
But in the protracted struggle, color became a hang-up
First there was a split between the Brown and the White
Which, made perfect sense given the White Supremist plight
Then Black only spaces formed, to lead the struggle
Cuz One, should, rumble for their freedom, un-muzzled
But to deny, the vital intellect and the skills
Of a person, based on race, is a practice that kills
Black people suffering from internalized oppression
A festering pestilence, ushered death from within
& From the depths of deception, character assassination
Followed the path of this nation, down to the heart of black hatred;
This is where O.A. Split, and though, now it is clear
that the spiritual harms we came with left us unprepared
to truly unify against this Totalitarian Regime
We’re healing wounds and righting wrongs, that go back centuries


We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory
We will have struggle
Won’t be defeated
We will have justice
Won’t be defeated
We will have freedom
Won’t be defeated
Working Together we will have our Victory
Track Name: Black Power
Lyrics:

Bet, we matter!

Verse 1:

Imagine if you will
Our folx in their offices
people in their prisons
& students at their colleges
Chose not to show up, for work, one day
Not forever, but just, for the same day
Cuz the sectors we occupy
The whole system disarray
It’ll makes the Status Quo: hit the breaks!
this is some of the power, we have, in the game, today
We have immense power in this world today/
Black Power! In the Fray
Douglass said we will only suffer
the level of tyranny that we accept
cuz complicitly going along with a system
designed to break us, is in effect
the removal of our values and self-respect/
It’s clear from the protests,
We’re not happy with conditions
Killer police, broken schools
Or Our brothers and sisters in prisons/
But if we disagree, why participate
And If our lives don’t matter to them, then why should we stay
Why not stray and drop our roles,
let them fend for their own goals
Let the Traffic technicians,
Walk away from controls
& let their traffic, come down to a screeching holt
Don’t sabotage it,
Merely fail to comply with the system we know
Think about what would happen if we just—let—go /

Verse 2:

Let Black Marines, stop shooting global P.O.C.
Leaving blockades, discarding, weapons in the heat
Thinning ranks, Dank
Not sacrificing lives for those who don’t thank
Or spread value after tanks, stop firing
Drop, tools at gates
Leave, mops in bins
Stop constructing, cleaning buildings
That we’re never meant to live/
Quit buying into gimmicks
Cuz national wellbeing
Measured, by economics
not how we do within it/
Maybe money’s all they hear
Lack thereof is what they fear
Love the banks that hold it dear
Could be time to interfere
Pull our cash (that) they’re investing
Fractal, interesting
Gambling, our nest eggs
On things we’ll never see/
But they cannot spend, what they do not have
When their coffers empty because we grab, our money
Think it’s funny, till there is no milk and honey/
The financial system’s delicate
We have the power to stall it merely,
By not complying
Though a bank run’s what they’ll call it/
But recall red lines, restrictive covenants, been played for puppets,
Like the Muppets
Since the 13th Amendment heard trumpets/
Fingers in markets, Augmenting profits, for generations,
Divestment of Property, Grand Larceny, Properly,
Probably costing, the nation’s chance to make it
rapin the system// skatin permission
Awaitin division, derision isn’t just revolutionary
But a responsibility, to the children we’re raisin/
We have the power, to stop gentrification,
to unhinge racialized degradation
& State sanctioned violence
By refraining our participation

Verse 3:

Now imagine if you will,
That some of this is done,
Or that, all of it is done,
and it’s, all done at once/
We stop participating,
Reciprocating, victim blaming/
Patient waiting
& instead we move to vindicating
Retracting from a system,
That hates our being,
By neglecting, to comply with,
The status quo regime/
Cuz, that’s been a routine
that leads to our demise
One filled with (endless) crimes
Impunity, tears, and lies/
A system that fails to educate, and liberate
But consummates prisons, kills our children clean slate
One that Rapes, emasculates, and otherwise derogates
men and women, changing fates, weaving gates to hold in place
But depends upon us
To perform roles honest
will come to a, crashing halt
Like; “who is John Galt?”/
That’s the power we have,
and it’s a power we’ve used
those in the Civil Rights Movement
Knew it through and through
brought the system to its knees
by not complying to please
Or seeking negative peace
For small measure release
But after Martin Luther King
started stating these things
And people began seeing
How, it’s true and it rings
he was shot dead, in the head, at Loraine Motel,
Now, only time will tell,
if a new J. Edgar Hoover will decide to spell,
COINTELPRO, at the top of a file
because they fear the rise of a “Black Messiah”



Verse 4:



They claim through their behaviors
that our lives do not matter
But all of that is chatter,
& the static of denial
reality is that
We matter, more than they can fathom
Back to Atom, through the stratum, through (their) historical datum
Jesus was a Black man, and we’d have no mathematics
Astronomy, architecture, religion, acrobatics
Without our blackness, fact is, every factor good here
Would smash to backwards/
Neanderthal stomping cave dancers
for those of us alive today,
our presence holds a weight (that) they cannot escape,
their fate is sealed with ours,
but they love to fabricate a trace of dominance
while the truth is that they are nothing more than cowards
Respect the truth, inform the youth, and choose
We’ll only suffer, the tyranny
We allow to get through
By participating, we’re insinuating consent
To a system that none of us agrees to
You see;
We are powerful!
Black is Beautiful!
Black Power is Immutable!
You see;
We are powerful!
Black is Beautiful!
Black Power is Immutable!
Just Imagine what will happen when we use it…
Track Name: Resist Trump
Chorus

We Rise, can't hold us down
We Rise, We Rise We Rise
Hate crimes, land mines, long lines, steep fines
Police, Jim Crow, vote rights, jail time
We Rise, and over come
We Rise, We Rise, We Rise
Scholars, ballers, mothers, fathers
Teachers, griots, sheroes, gods

Verse #1

Living in a racist state
Trump denyin climate change
Poised to take our rights away
Going after Roe v. Wade
Closin down the border
Stop & Frisk to maintain order
The KKK parade
And hate crime sweeps like ebola
Red spreads across the map
Strain a die has been cast
The House, the Senate lost
Ya'll how long can it last
Feels the sun will never raise
Reminiscing better days
The sountry set ablaze
Greatness goin down in flames
On twitter in a haze
The pres elect dazed
Shit, even Bush abstained
From voting in this race
Republic has been stained
Rapist at the head of state
Copy cats groping women
Culprits lacking any shame
Police arresting victims
Merely trying to escape
The racist xenophobic bigots
Aim to beat and rape
Keep thinking to myself
Yo, when was it great
When was it white
How then gone make
How many will they hurt
Guiliani & Arpio
Racial profiling
Made legal nation wild
Deportation garrisons
Not safe to be brown
These Trumps working hard to
Turn our world upside down


Chorus

We Rise, can't hold us down
We Rise, We Rise We Rise
Hate crimes, land mines, long lines, steep fines
Police, Jim Crow, vote rights, jail time
We Rise, and over come
We Rise, We Rise, We Rise
Scholars, ballers, mothers, fathers
Teachers, griots, sheroes, gods


Verse #2

Friends afraid to leave home
Scared it could be lethal
To be caught alone
Cuz the white lash is real, yo
Emboldened by a Wallace
Trash talkin polis
A novice to the office
That doesn't rep the people
Promotes rape culture
Not reproductive rights
The spike in I.U.D. requests
A preemptive strike
The racism denied
By a public color-blind
Disgorges from its camouflage
But there's nothing new about this entourage


Bridge

Never stop, never not been struggle
Always fight, for the folx we're lovin
Been through, hell as a people and come up
Against all odds, cuz our faith be stronger
We have hope, cuz our vision is longer
We rise, en masse, power in number
Pincer, flank, leave no escape open
Protest, politics, economics, Snowden
Filabuster everything, till docket be swollen
Boycott, strike, hit'em where it hurts chok'em
Take up arms, if it goes there, Panthers
Flood with art, poet, hip hop, dancers
It's our duty, to win our, FREEDOM
By any means necessary, we will, beat'em
We been through worse
And overcome hard
And now it's time
To play our Trump card


Verse #3

For us to ever make
This america great
Which it's never really been
for all, here is what's at stake
the colonizer's offspring
expatriation
enormous debts repaid
enforced through reparations
the Buffalo, free to roam
The #DAPL gone, a cap put on emissions
Muslims have the freedom of religion
We achieve, and, then we keep
Black and Brown liberation
Bring an end to LGBTQ
Discrimination
Displacin men, deflatin
Patriarchy's foundation
Restoring Matriarchal;
Leadership's concentration
Abolish deportation
& the U.S. Constitution's crime clauses
In the 13th & 14th Amendments


Chorus

We Rise, can't hold us down
We Rise, We Rise We Rise
Hate crimes, land mines, long lines, steep fines
Police, Jim Crow, vote rights, jail time
We Rise, and over come
We Rise, We Rise, We Rise
Scholars, ballers, mothers, fathers
Teachers, griots, sheroes, gods