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17 December 2006
Sun, 17 Dec 2006 13:41:56 GMT...While y’all drink the similac
My rhymes are breast-fed
No artificial nipples
I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once
I kick the lyrical windmillsI don’t listen to rap, but draw an imaginary line somewhere between it and hip hop. And this is hip hop. The song is great all around, but here it just cracks me up. The youtube video is unfortunately missing the last verse, from which I took the quote. You’re all missing out.
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01 November 2006
Wed, 01 Nov 2006 16:11:17 GMTWhisper the truth
Into your children’s ears
Let them know
Let them understand
Let them hearThe song of the blackbird is mighty loud
Through the evening mist
The moon is up and it looks so proud
To be lookin’ down on a night, on a night like thisWilliam Elliott Whitmore - Dry
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13 August 2006
Sun, 13 Aug 2006 19:35:00 GMTAnd love will protect you
To the edge of the wood
And a monster will get you
And love does no goodBonnie 'Prince' Billy - Even if Love
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17 May 2006
Wed, 17 May 2006 21:45:52 GMTSo join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a T-shirt awayBilly Bragg - Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards
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05 May 2006
Fri, 05 May 2006 12:59:00 GMTAn older lady walks up, greets us with a smile
asks how we both doin, and sits down
she knows what its like to grow up in the south
civil rights when the whites was holdin us down
I sort of figured to myself that even though her times were tougher
they still took time out to speak to one anotherwell look at us, me and this young brother
actin too proud to play down or speak to each other
so inside I feel the shame not sure howto but I wanna change
and as long as I’m alive then the fact remains
that it’s never too late for us to break the chains -
20 April 2006
Thu, 20 Apr 2006 21:10:00 GMTI’m laying out the table for to welcome you back home
I’m calling on the angels for to lighten up your load
I’m calling on the majors to end this general despair
In the graveyard at inchigeela, in black clothing, i’ll be thereTed Leo And The Pharmacists - Tell Balgeary, Balgury Is Dead
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10 April 2006
Mon, 10 Apr 2006 09:25:00 GMTI don’t know what’s wrong
with the youth of today
Wandering lost,
it’s true what they say
And who is to blame?
tv and magazines
They would have you believe that
everyday is halloween
Why, when i was a kid,
playing in the ditches,
Living in fear of satan
and the witches
The whole world was made of wood
and smelled like gasoline
The days were at least twice as long
and the grass was green463 - Buck 65
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02 December 2005
Fri, 02 Dec 2005 11:44:00 GMTYou shouldn’t a told me
the pyramids could hold me
So now a contest
is what you owe me -
Also somewhat recently
