[Flavor Flav:] You’re blind, baby, you’re blind from the facts on who you are’cause you’re watchin’ that garbage.

I was that cool motherfuckerbut living in the world of these cruel motherfuckers society they made me a fool motherfucker and sixteen shots leaving the pussies taking coverhuh I’m sorry mother motherfuckers just ain’t like methe fucking braid buy twenty one is so likelya million letters from the penn is writing mefuck the system the DEA sellin all the damn yay so I pray them fuckers dieand when they leave let them pussy motherfuckers fryand make they families eternally have to cry and crucify me and label me the n …

When, His salvation bringing,To Zion Jesus came,The children all stood singingHosanna to His Name;Nor did their zeal offend Him,But, as He rode along,He let them still attend Him,And smiled to hear their song.

you got to pick up the piecescome on, sort your trashbetter pull yourself back togethermaybe you’ve got too much cashbetter call, call the lawwhen you gonna turn yourself in, yeahyou’re a politiciandon’t become one of hitler’s children

[Mos Def]Pull up to ya spot on lowShine brighter than all o’ them cats they got on glowLayin the cut like they not gon’ knowCuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna knowThis door marked private this is not fo’ sho’It’s Mos Def what you call real fo’ sho’Is they what you call gangsta, hell noThey get a lil’ pitch and go snitch to the po’They all talk fast and they all think slowI’m Mos Definite, not think soFlood ya city with the black ink flowAnd my …

If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, YeahBut we like this thug shit, that’s why we kick in the hood where thugstas playIf you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, YeahBut we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit

(Fat Joe speaking)
Yea yea, what

Billy was a small town lonerWho never did dreamOf ever leaving southern ArizonaOr ever hearing wedding bells ring

United (i get tired of speaking)
What if you’re a lonely boy?What if you’re a broken man?What if you’re just tired of speaking?

[not KRS speaking]The God of your understanding, has chosen you and you’ve agreedto be here in this space and time to do something, that only you can doNow I won’t stand here to try and tell you what it isBut deep, inside yourselfAs you take time to uncover, and ask yourself some vital questionslike – what is it that brings me peace, what is it that brings me joy?What do I love doing?What am I willing to become highly skilled at doing?What part can I play for the betterment of …

Was there a time that we knew peace;when all the children had a place to sleep;when rhetoric was not enough?

SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!

1. I am so glad that the Savior hath said, “Come unto Me, come unto Me,” When He bestowed on each little one’s head, Blessings so rich and free. * Refrain: Come to the Savior, dear children, today, Come, let us walk in …

feat. K. Fox, Musiq[ad-libs by Musiq & K. Fox]

I remember thinking murder in the carWatching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawnsI remember the graffitiWe are your children coming in with spray cans of paintI remember the sunsets and the plains of cementAnd the way the night just seemed to turn the colour of orangeadeIn this town, cellular phones are hot with teensIn this town, we all go to terminal pubsIt helps us sweat out those angry bits of lifeFrom this town, the English army grind their teeth into glassYou know you’ll get a kicking tonightThe smell of …

(v. reid, addition lyrics by t. morris)

I peek into the hole, I struggle for controlThe children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in my eyesFail to see the anguish in my eyesI scratch around the brim, I let my mind give inThe crowd begins to grin, but they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyesSeem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it’s no surprise

Music by elton johnLyrics by bernie taupinAvailable on the album empty sky

6.30 winter mornSnow keeps falling, silent dawnA rose by any other nameEva leaves her Swanbrook homeA kindest heart which always madeMe ashamed of my ownShe walks alone but not without her name

They stripped away my innocence and left me here to dieIn this sad, cold realization, there are no more tears to cryBut I still believe in miracles, ’cause that’s all I had beforeAnd I ain’t gonna take your promises no more

Hes gone 2000 milesIts very farThe snow is falling downGets colder day by dayI miss you

My friend parker is a painter a poet and a grooveHe came around on wednesdayAnd made me think about youNow he seemed to be a daddy-oAnd yes i am tooThis is for you m.b.You made me so happy

I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,looked down, around, and all that I could seewere those that I would dearly love to share withcrashing on quite blindly to the sea…I tried to ask what game this was,but knew I might not play it:the voice, as one, as no-one, came to me…

The way of life is tough these days, it’s hard to get along.But jesus came and he talked to me, and that’s why i wrote this song.He told me of my brothers in a far and distant land.He said that it’s gettin’ crowded on earth, and it’s time we made some plans.Time we made some plans.

I rolled out this morningKids had the mornin’ news show onBryant Gumbel was talkin’ ’bout the fighting in LebanonSome senator was squawkin’ ’bout the bad economyIt’s gonna get worse you see, we need a change in policy

They say you’re the way the lightThe light is so blindingYour followers condemn me your words used to enslave me

( saul williams featuring esthero )

(dicky barrett/nate albert)
Police have no suspects yet,Both women have been shot twice in the headGang violence in bostonNo parent has planned that their children would leave them on this earth through violenceArrrgghhhHey whats the big idea? why don’t you look where you’rePolice are on full alert357 magnum 9 millimeter handgun a-k 47 and an uzi sub machine gun[4x]You see it on tv, you know it looks coolAll these actors going around killing thousands of peopleIn two or three minutes, it builds up in your head and you say,"yo i can …

[Kam]That’s all I can stand, I can’t stands no moreCause we done told y’all beforeAnd y’all was too near me, not to hear meEnough with the warnings, this is war, time to lay down the lawSo who’s up first?It’s the ones that had black people thinkin they was cursedThe preachers, string up the preachersAll women and children to the bleachersLet the record show they religion was filthySo there’s no need for you to plead not guiltyAny last requests? Take ‘em up with Da Lench MobCan y’all handle that? (Shit, …

Pebble by pebble, sand grain by sand grainShore turns to sea, shore turns to oceanSerpent creates the high tidesto assure all good is floatingGood and righteousness is not intellectualand the fabric that’s good cannot be provenand so that fabric is washed awayfar from the shore from which it was wovenThe shore is a place where persons liveSowing fabrics that’s a tangent of the real onenot wearable to most of the persons on shoreIn fact, it’s only wearable to the person of oneone person under an oathAn oath to a serpent, …