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| I know hip hop he said do you understand the voodoo the meat in the street the word incomplete the love of blood the soap the suds the repeating of the beat is the cleaning of the streets the wiping of your telltale heart to groove you. do you? America is corpse. He said, "I try to forget the beat and focus on the words" Well, It was the last poets that put the street in quo-ats The clocks running out they said What time is it? You can ignore that tick tock, but its still high holy noon. Rythmic rhyming poetry in timing soul asyluming confinement and the institution is coming for you hid behind the blacker shadow of the black man, did you created the monster of the establishment through billions of tax incentives, did you bought that rootless fruitless human bashing rapper's albulm eminem, did you America's a corpse. and you know hip hop? Painters who painted too freely were shot in their day the first hip hoppers were jailed and shot in their day it seems every poet who has something to say pays for it. It's a cry for blood the will to stand up the need to be counted be different say enough is enough.. enough is enough enough is enough can you say enough is enough embrace evolution Are you stagnant man Are you cement woman are you so hard and brainless all you understand is how hard your life is and the necessity of the bullet. and if you knew hip hop You'd understand the beat. America's a corpse. Do you understand the beat. It doesn't come from a stereo does it? It comes from hands in hair on streets on bare flesh mouths and knees and chests The stereo is an impression of the human voice You Try to surround sound my freedome of choice You want to see a car shake with ghetto power Try the bass of a woman when she defends her children and her land Down the street from you when you crank RIP toupac and Viva la wutang clan You clean up after your friend takes a 35 to the brain and tell me that you understand hip hop because you shop at Sam Goody America is a corpse to understand hip hop you've got to dig down into her veins because she's on the junk America is a corpse I said and We're trying a little electroshock because unlike some misguided doctors and false prophets we understand ignoring a dead heart won't put the beat back into it. copywrite 2002 Lyska |