BIG PUN “..holding my own, I’m living alone in this cold world, my sister just bought a home wihout a loan-you go girl- she’s an exception- some people could leave you the impression , so me myself I start flipping and fall victim to deep depression.. I’m stressing the issue here so we can gross the fiscal year, tired of getting fired&hired as a pistoleer, there’s no longevity living off negativity, fuck it I rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery, that’s how the city be everybody getting the hustle on, Judge singing death penalty like it’s his favorite fuckin song…”
“We on our back staring at the stars above,
talking bout what we gon be when we grow up…
I said what you want to be? She said ‘Alive’ ..
It made me think for a minute then looked in her eyes -
I could’ve died…”
“It doesn’t take long to be from seventeen to fifty seven… Forty years goes just like that.” ~George Harrison #AllThingsMustPass
Woody Guthrie’s “New Years Rulin’s” from 1942. Wisdom from a working class hero…
My favorite is #33 —- “WAKE UP AND FIGHT”
Christmas Wishes from Space
While orbiting the moon on Christmas Eve, 1968, the three-man crew aboard the Apollo 8 spacecraft—Frank Borman, Jim Lovell, and Bill Anders—offered live holiday greetings from outer space. After describing the desolation and bleakness of the lunar landscape, the astronauts read from the first ten verses from the Book of Genesis. Commander Frank Borman concluded the historic interplanetary telecast—sent to an audience of half a billion people around the world—with the message:
“And from the crew of Apollo 8, we close with good night, good luck, a merry Christmas, and God bless all of you—all of you on the good Earth.”
Two words, United States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody MOVE
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot sh!t
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We won’t stop shit, everybody MOVE
Two words, BK , NY, Bed-stuy
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that’s why
These streets know game, can’t ball, don’t play
Every traffic, one lane, everybody MOVE
Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot sh!t
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won’t stop, everybody MOVE
Woody Guthrie, Leadbelly & Friends ~ We Shall Be Free
“Probably recorded around the early 1940’s. This is not a gospel song but the usual humorous social commentary one would expect from Woody.
Featured here are of course his close friends -
Leadbelly (vocal-guitar)
Sonny Terry (Harmonica-wooos! and vocals)
and Cisco Houston( guitar vocals)
This song kind of points out some people and situations such as-
Freedom of speech, homelessness, religious hypocrisy- etc. ”
Everything you need to know about politicians :
NYtimes on Mayoral hopeful and current city speaker Christine Quinn-
“She began her career as a housing advocate but has moved closer to the business community, many of whose members oppose the bill, arguing that it would cost the city jobs. The legislation would require that employees in city-subsidized projects be paid at least $10 an hour with benefits, or $11.50 an hour without benefits. The state minimum wage is $7.25 an hour.
In a brief question-and-answer session with reporters after the hearing, Ms. Quinn, who as speaker can effectively kill a bill by not bringing it to a vote, did little to tip her hand.”
Level Up Get those feet on solid ground Pedal stuck to the floor Get it Up I bet those Hundred and Sixty foot trees are more impressive now.. When you see how they look down There’s no amount of petals on flowers For her I’d count every branch in that forest Having non- believers mad that they saw it No matter what the Pot called the Kettle Humans burning damn near lost it We can’t settle for half past We need the whole hour or forfeit Now Either grow powerful or fall victim How full of myself am I to say we can’t afford to lose? What’s all the hesitation about? What the point of this tall story Dickens? Cut to the chase and let the Message loose Before the Whale swallows you and the truth remains missing in action Excuse me miss.. I got molto issues and a broken newsstand Who’s gonna print this? No two-bit-scam pusher-man Blink and you miss it
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“A man is condemned or exalted by his words”
CORMEGA ft. TRAGEDY KHADAFI ‘They Forced My Hand’
from “THE REALNESS” (2001)
#MadeByHand #MadeInNY
November is Historic Bridge Awareness Month
Photograph of the Brooklyn Bridge Across the East River, 04/1974.
Series: DOCUMERICA: The Environmental Protection Agency’s Program to Photographically Document Subjects of Environmental ConcernDo you have a photo of a historic bridge you’d like to share, or one you like from our holdings? What’s your favorite bridge?
Sometimes I wonder
If the Flashing Lights stop
Might we fall into another Dark Ages?
No service to the masses, only masses serving?
Does it matter then what God we call on to save us?
Maybe we should get back to herbs
raising our own crops
Teaching our own children
Make up for the time we’ve lostI’ll talk history not politics
Governors abandon kids for mistresses
STOP IT
I’m beyond sick
my free spirit died and now I haunt all hypocrisy
Living in purgatory until the nonsense ceases
and we can ALL be free
Those gates are locked
the only cool place in the heat is members only..
Red tape and an old decree
“Life’s not fair”
Well sir, in my most respectful tone
You act like you couldn’t care less
“Ignorance is bliss”
& You’re too happy to really know
Nothing gives justification to suffering
kids out in the coldNo one can hold back a ghost
I am the noise waking the wicked and cruel up from their pleasant dreams
murmurs of Revolution to Kings
Word & Music by John Lennon
We’re playing those mind games together,
Pushing barriers, planting seeds,
Playing the mind guerilla,
Chanting the Mantra peace on earth,
We all been playing mind games forever,
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil.
Doing the mind guerilla,
Some call it the search for the grail,
Love is the answer and you know that for sure,
Love is flower you got to let it, you got to let it grow,
So keep on playing those mind games together,
Faith in the future outta the now,
You just can’t beat on those mind guerillas,
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind,
Yeah we’re playing those mind games forever,
Projecting our images in space and in time,
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure,
Yes is the surrender you got to let it, you got to let it go,
So keep on playing those mind games together,
Doing the ritual dance inn the sun,
Millions of mind guerrillas,
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel,
Keep on playing those mind games forever,
Raising the spirit of peace and love, not war,
(I want you to make love, not war, I know you’ve heard it before)