Os ver Suip
Chorus
Suip! totdat die problem verdwyn
Suip! sober up & its the same
Suip! the "dop systems" got a new name
Suip! X 3
Verse One
Ek's 'n Hottnotsgod ma julle sien my net as 'n bergie
Hoeko, want want ekkie virrie witman werkie
Os trek hie vannie plaas wa rie oppression obvious is
Ma rie oppressions innie stad issie selle yessies
jus gotta nicer name, call it 9-2-5 game
they change the name but the oppressions the same
the blame then returns to the victim once again
Pyn van apartheid word verdrink innie wyn
Soessie dop system slavery se pyn lat verdwyn
again and again our conscience drives us insane
Draining your brain, hiding your maines glory
Gory is the kroes hare or kinky hair story
Ek is sorri khoisan dat ek embarres oor julle is
Yes 'ie problem is mixed mense se geskiedenis
en dis selfhate dat maak dat osself hate
Apartheid made many not fight, but stay gesuip
Verse Two
Tafelberg, noem my bergie want ek is van hie
Wie is jy, ma net my mense se enemy
en it be criminal you still own stolen property
Ironically you're the first squatters in my country
Arrest me for vagrancy, when you the squatters be
My poverty enforced by whose greedy politically
Bergie I be, cause Im strong like the mountain see
Not flat on my back like the Cape Flats refugee
Think that they free, but enslaved mentally
Our mentality ensures they control our economy
Conning we into controlling our money
Funny how the dop systems revised now sunny
Gave money and dop to ensure our addiction
Restrictions removed increase shabeen affliction
Mixing hate and addiction brings self anihilation
While the khoisan in us is heading for extinction
Verse Three
Awe, Julle se ekke loaf, ma daais'ie eintlik wa nie
Ek collect rent vir land wat julle nie voor wil betaal 'ie
Soes die taal hie, Afrikaans, het die slawe create
Julle goodneighbourliness is wa julle vir os uitsmuit
Apartheids nog sterk, is os wat vir julle ryk werk
Os ryk sterk van glue en spirit wat os op trek
Osse kerks S.A.B, die grootse drug dealer
Ko weg met moord, wie control die drunk driver
Supplier vannie drug virrie khoisan annihilation
Im Breaking the silence of slave mind occupation
Invasion of the mind, kills our peoples pride
Behind self inflicted genocide the problems cause hides
Sides vat os maklik en maak osse self dood
As ie gangsters saamstaan, is osse army lekker groot
'n khoisan army wattie maklik disperse 'ie
Jdy 5 minute om te disperse op my hotnot oorloosie ...
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
TO HELL WITH THEIR INDUSTRY ...lyrics of song from new CD
TO HELL WITH THEIR INDUSTRY
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
Buy from your community, Good peoples the majority
Act collectively to topple their monopoly
1st Verse
Wake Up! and see who the real enemy be
The greedy multi-national corporate industry
That capitalist YOUROPE ‘round the neck of Africa
With Anglo & American tools imbedded in her
30 pieces of silver that crucified Christ
The minority behind this recession heist
Disguised as our saviour, that tax payers bail out
Repossessed their houses & then threw them out
Technology distracting us from our humanity
Discouraging us from our priceless creativity
Every block has mall that sells the same thing
Sheeple follow our self expressions suffering
So much for diversity and self determination
The new world order owned by one corporation
The same songs on every radio and TV
So words of our prophets are spread through piracy
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
To hell with their industry, buy from your community
Encourage cre-a-tivity for self sustainability
2nd Verse
To hell with the media controlled by industry
Airwaves are invisible strings for mental puppetry
S.A.B.C is like S.A.B
Aimed at keeping Africans Drunk & Disorderly
Suddenly, we like what they play repeatedly
Record industry is who the real pirates be
Stealing more than so called music piracy
20% airtime in our own damn country
Won’t play this on No Hope, Heartless, kkk FM
I’ll play this to my people myself, so F%$@K them
Stop your fronting, its time to make a confession
There’s a reason it is called op- PRESS- ion
The Voice & Son, crucify us on poles daily
Maybe we’re being strung up by the same damn enemy
Who saw Jesus, Ghandi and Biko as a nigger
Propaganda be their bullet and the medias their trigger
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
To hell with their industry, buy from your community
Encourage cre-a-tivity for self sustainability
3rd Verse
To hell with this industry built on slavery
G 8 too much and now they’re G20
I M- F you! W.T.O
Silence is consent, so Hell no, we won’t go
Their technologies clearly surpassed their humanity
Unplug your TV, disconnect your mentality
Leave cell-phones at home, so their satellites are blind
Remain undetectable, your signal they can’t find
Put away your cell phones, no recording please
Stop being the eyes for the people’s enemies
Downloaded and sent to masters laboratories
Where fear is marketed through media monopolies
Their universities encourage a pollution of degrees
The polar caps unfreeze & all life on earth will cease
To be or not to be 2012 Aztec prophecies
Masses killed by weather satellite induced Tsunami’s
Chorus
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
Buy from your community, Good peoples the majority
Act collectively to topple their monopoly
1st Verse
Wake Up! and see who the real enemy be
The greedy multi-national corporate industry
That capitalist YOUROPE ‘round the neck of Africa
With Anglo & American tools imbedded in her
30 pieces of silver that crucified Christ
The minority behind this recession heist
Disguised as our saviour, that tax payers bail out
Repossessed their houses & then threw them out
Technology distracting us from our humanity
Discouraging us from our priceless creativity
Every block has mall that sells the same thing
Sheeple follow our self expressions suffering
So much for diversity and self determination
The new world order owned by one corporation
The same songs on every radio and TV
So words of our prophets are spread through piracy
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
To hell with their industry, buy from your community
Encourage cre-a-tivity for self sustainability
2nd Verse
To hell with the media controlled by industry
Airwaves are invisible strings for mental puppetry
S.A.B.C is like S.A.B
Aimed at keeping Africans Drunk & Disorderly
Suddenly, we like what they play repeatedly
Record industry is who the real pirates be
Stealing more than so called music piracy
20% airtime in our own damn country
Won’t play this on No Hope, Heartless, kkk FM
I’ll play this to my people myself, so F%$@K them
Stop your fronting, its time to make a confession
There’s a reason it is called op- PRESS- ion
The Voice & Son, crucify us on poles daily
Maybe we’re being strung up by the same damn enemy
Who saw Jesus, Ghandi and Biko as a nigger
Propaganda be their bullet and the medias their trigger
Chorus
To hell with their industry, its modern day slavery
Let’s stop making money for the people’s enemy
To hell with their industry, buy from your community
Encourage cre-a-tivity for self sustainability
3rd Verse
To hell with this industry built on slavery
G 8 too much and now they’re G20
I M- F you! W.T.O
Silence is consent, so Hell no, we won’t go
Their technologies clearly surpassed their humanity
Unplug your TV, disconnect your mentality
Leave cell-phones at home, so their satellites are blind
Remain undetectable, your signal they can’t find
Put away your cell phones, no recording please
Stop being the eyes for the people’s enemies
Downloaded and sent to masters laboratories
Where fear is marketed through media monopolies
Their universities encourage a pollution of degrees
The polar caps unfreeze & all life on earth will cease
To be or not to be 2012 Aztec prophecies
Masses killed by weather satellite induced Tsunami’s
Chorus
Friday, May 6, 2011
Their World and Silent Cycle of Self-Enslavement
Their World and Silent Cycle of Self-Enslavement
You are born into their world. Your parents are forced to register you and soon finger-print you so that they can control your movements and determined your worth. If your parents were not economically secure enough to have you, then your arrival has enslaved your parents even more to take a loan or spend money they are yet to earn. Food, drink, shelter all costs because they have placed economic value on the land that they have stolen, yet if your parents try to steal it back, they will enforce their law (which is based on land ownership rights or possession onto the very people they stole the land from).
If your parents were born into their twisted biblical philosophy of “go forth and multiply”, coupled with the self-hate enforced on them by colonialism, slavery, apartheid, etc, they are ill-equipped to make a decision that is to the benefit of you, your community, your country or your planet. I say this because they will have to sacrifice themselves to the system to give you all that they think you need according to what they have been brainwashed. They will buy disposable diapers / nappies, because it is cheap, yet poisonous to the very planet that you will have to live in once they are long gone. They will buy the latest outfits that their media sells as cute and trendy for the new parents to get for their kids. They will save for your education or disguised Euro-cation that will enslave you as an African even more than your enslaved parents are doing unwittingly. Your mother has been your primary teacher and no one asks, what if your mother is just a mental slave euro-cated by the very slave master to enslave you. Who needs the ropes and chains, when your own parents share the slave-masters info to enslave you? Ironic, isn’t it. You attend their schools, read their books, watch their TV, listen to their music, where their brand name clothing, play their play-station, spend your family money to enrich them and wonder why Africa remains on its knees.
Your primary school euro-cation could also be seen as a holding pen to prepare you with only enough information to work for them. If you think I am crazy, then why are you never taught to start your own companies, but instead to find a job in theirs. All the while you are fed advert after advert, cartoon after cartoon, one blood thirsty game after the next until you mimic their decadence, their disrespect for elders, their disregard for life, their destruction of the planet and hopeless and their macabre advertising of darkness and selling negativity as news . You counter their darkness with religious or spiritual search for external Godliness, when internally you hold the essence of God. Yes, they have even infiltrated the very religions we run to and shifted its focus from empowering our God-selves to bowing down to their images. They strip away our belief and greatness by twisting the truth from literature to scripture to novels to media, they have a hand in glorifying themselves and demonizing the masses. See they control what you read and see. They own the networks that get information to the masses. They own the media and can thus decide what you are allowed to read or see or learn. In a blink of an eye they can turn a people’s hero into a terrorist, they can make the whole world call its greatest entertainer a whacko and have millions celebrate the killing of an unarmed human being. They can make the colour black be associated with evil, while white is associated with purity and cleanliness. They remove the title of creators of rock music from African Americans like Chuck Berry and Little Richard and hand it to Elvis Presley and the whole world keep quiet and let’s it be. They can make Egypt seem like it not a part of Africa with movies featuring white skinned people, when the Kemites / Egyptians were black. They can even make the symbol of Christianity, Jesus Christ, look more like a Swede, than the blackman he truly was. For if the Son of God is white, then what colour must God be? So you bow down to their image every Sunday and wonder why your Mom or Dad changes their accent when white people call the house. They made you believe that Adam and Eve were white in all the books you read, but Africa is the cradle of civilization and humanity. It is proved that all modern human being descended from the San, so should Adam and Eve not look like the San? All peoples come from Africa, so Africa means Human and race is just a lie and all people are mixed from that very first San people. However, this is not taught in their schools or universities, because it does glorify them. In fact, try telling this to your teacher or lecturer and ask that it be included in the history textbook to give Africans and Africa back its self-worth. They will demand that you supply the proof in triplicate from someone that has a degree from their institutions. You see, only they can credit you with that accreditation. How can we the people allow their slave master to continue to educate and inform their people?
You finally complete school of university if you are lucky and have become your parents. You have a huge debt of the student loan you took and have to search for job, because your parents were not able to supply all their children with a home. You don’t only have the student loan, but have to pay to survive in their world where you don’t make your own food or farm or own anything. In fact, you are just a supplier of a skill for their empire to grow and you the modern day slave can do just enough to live pay-check to play-check. In fact, that is how they sell your life to you. Your pay-check is divided into repaying credit cards, student loans, rent, phone-bill, food bill, light bill, petrol bill, school fees, car loan, etc. Usually this adds up to your entire pay-check or even leaves you in debt. The irony of it all is that when our ancestors were slaves, the accommodation, food and water was supplied by the slave master. Today’s slaves pay the slave master, now known as the estate agent, back for rent, water and visit their stores for food and other survival needs you might have. How do a people put their survival in the hands of their enemy?
By this stage of your life, you have met someone and society demands of you to settle down and have a child or children of your own. Can you now see that the cycle of enslavement has become a silent cycle of self-enslavement? We have internalized their silent mission from one generation to the next, since our ancestors were mentally brainwashed with their information. Only when you know this information, can you step away from it and create and alternative path. I always find it interesting when people say that it’s just the way it is. WHY? It is way it is because they made it seem to be the norm. In the same way that they created this norm, you/ we can create a new norm that sets us free from their cycle of enslavement. It begins today … with you
You are born into their world. Your parents are forced to register you and soon finger-print you so that they can control your movements and determined your worth. If your parents were not economically secure enough to have you, then your arrival has enslaved your parents even more to take a loan or spend money they are yet to earn. Food, drink, shelter all costs because they have placed economic value on the land that they have stolen, yet if your parents try to steal it back, they will enforce their law (which is based on land ownership rights or possession onto the very people they stole the land from).
If your parents were born into their twisted biblical philosophy of “go forth and multiply”, coupled with the self-hate enforced on them by colonialism, slavery, apartheid, etc, they are ill-equipped to make a decision that is to the benefit of you, your community, your country or your planet. I say this because they will have to sacrifice themselves to the system to give you all that they think you need according to what they have been brainwashed. They will buy disposable diapers / nappies, because it is cheap, yet poisonous to the very planet that you will have to live in once they are long gone. They will buy the latest outfits that their media sells as cute and trendy for the new parents to get for their kids. They will save for your education or disguised Euro-cation that will enslave you as an African even more than your enslaved parents are doing unwittingly. Your mother has been your primary teacher and no one asks, what if your mother is just a mental slave euro-cated by the very slave master to enslave you. Who needs the ropes and chains, when your own parents share the slave-masters info to enslave you? Ironic, isn’t it. You attend their schools, read their books, watch their TV, listen to their music, where their brand name clothing, play their play-station, spend your family money to enrich them and wonder why Africa remains on its knees.
Your primary school euro-cation could also be seen as a holding pen to prepare you with only enough information to work for them. If you think I am crazy, then why are you never taught to start your own companies, but instead to find a job in theirs. All the while you are fed advert after advert, cartoon after cartoon, one blood thirsty game after the next until you mimic their decadence, their disrespect for elders, their disregard for life, their destruction of the planet and hopeless and their macabre advertising of darkness and selling negativity as news . You counter their darkness with religious or spiritual search for external Godliness, when internally you hold the essence of God. Yes, they have even infiltrated the very religions we run to and shifted its focus from empowering our God-selves to bowing down to their images. They strip away our belief and greatness by twisting the truth from literature to scripture to novels to media, they have a hand in glorifying themselves and demonizing the masses. See they control what you read and see. They own the networks that get information to the masses. They own the media and can thus decide what you are allowed to read or see or learn. In a blink of an eye they can turn a people’s hero into a terrorist, they can make the whole world call its greatest entertainer a whacko and have millions celebrate the killing of an unarmed human being. They can make the colour black be associated with evil, while white is associated with purity and cleanliness. They remove the title of creators of rock music from African Americans like Chuck Berry and Little Richard and hand it to Elvis Presley and the whole world keep quiet and let’s it be. They can make Egypt seem like it not a part of Africa with movies featuring white skinned people, when the Kemites / Egyptians were black. They can even make the symbol of Christianity, Jesus Christ, look more like a Swede, than the blackman he truly was. For if the Son of God is white, then what colour must God be? So you bow down to their image every Sunday and wonder why your Mom or Dad changes their accent when white people call the house. They made you believe that Adam and Eve were white in all the books you read, but Africa is the cradle of civilization and humanity. It is proved that all modern human being descended from the San, so should Adam and Eve not look like the San? All peoples come from Africa, so Africa means Human and race is just a lie and all people are mixed from that very first San people. However, this is not taught in their schools or universities, because it does glorify them. In fact, try telling this to your teacher or lecturer and ask that it be included in the history textbook to give Africans and Africa back its self-worth. They will demand that you supply the proof in triplicate from someone that has a degree from their institutions. You see, only they can credit you with that accreditation. How can we the people allow their slave master to continue to educate and inform their people?
You finally complete school of university if you are lucky and have become your parents. You have a huge debt of the student loan you took and have to search for job, because your parents were not able to supply all their children with a home. You don’t only have the student loan, but have to pay to survive in their world where you don’t make your own food or farm or own anything. In fact, you are just a supplier of a skill for their empire to grow and you the modern day slave can do just enough to live pay-check to play-check. In fact, that is how they sell your life to you. Your pay-check is divided into repaying credit cards, student loans, rent, phone-bill, food bill, light bill, petrol bill, school fees, car loan, etc. Usually this adds up to your entire pay-check or even leaves you in debt. The irony of it all is that when our ancestors were slaves, the accommodation, food and water was supplied by the slave master. Today’s slaves pay the slave master, now known as the estate agent, back for rent, water and visit their stores for food and other survival needs you might have. How do a people put their survival in the hands of their enemy?
By this stage of your life, you have met someone and society demands of you to settle down and have a child or children of your own. Can you now see that the cycle of enslavement has become a silent cycle of self-enslavement? We have internalized their silent mission from one generation to the next, since our ancestors were mentally brainwashed with their information. Only when you know this information, can you step away from it and create and alternative path. I always find it interesting when people say that it’s just the way it is. WHY? It is way it is because they made it seem to be the norm. In the same way that they created this norm, you/ we can create a new norm that sets us free from their cycle of enslavement. It begins today … with you
Verse I wrote for a Global Anti-World Cup 2010
World Cup 2010 be nothing but a scam man
Welcome to the Land of the San, the birthplace man
All humans on this planet be originally Africa
Chorus
World Cup 2010 be nothing but a scam man
Africans, its time to over-stand their masterplan
The World Cups a Charade
South Africa’s getting played
Big business …
That’s whose really getting paid
As 63 billion rand of taxes they raid
What profit will THE PEOPLES investment have made
Verse
Thee attention world gathers for the wrong reason
It’s the long cold hearted capitalist season
Where basic human freedoms violated for money
In the land of gold, we chase a gold cup that’s funny
Suddenly money changes “never & never again”
Never say never, The same money’s running everything
Where Khoi & San bodies hung, impaled & battered
Is where they built the stadium & 4 billion got Blattered
But we’ll foot the bill, just to foot their ball
On the graves of our ancestors, how can we stand tall
Here Hegemony erases the memory of the San
And lands send players to get played by the man
This scams like “Yes we cans tans” distracting nations
Subduing revolution with media mind occupation
When FIFAs money making machine moves on
Has Africa finally the Worlds respect won
Listen to the whole track here - http://webcache.googleusercontent.com/search?q=cache:8BILblAXTSUJ:nomadicwax.bandcamp.com/track/world-cup-mixtape+&cd=1&hl=en&ct=clnk&source=encrypted.google.com
Welcome to the Land of the San, the birthplace man
All humans on this planet be originally Africa
Chorus
World Cup 2010 be nothing but a scam man
Africans, its time to over-stand their masterplan
The World Cups a Charade
South Africa’s getting played
Big business …
That’s whose really getting paid
As 63 billion rand of taxes they raid
What profit will THE PEOPLES investment have made
Verse
Thee attention world gathers for the wrong reason
It’s the long cold hearted capitalist season
Where basic human freedoms violated for money
In the land of gold, we chase a gold cup that’s funny
Suddenly money changes “never & never again”
Never say never, The same money’s running everything
Where Khoi & San bodies hung, impaled & battered
Is where they built the stadium & 4 billion got Blattered
But we’ll foot the bill, just to foot their ball
On the graves of our ancestors, how can we stand tall
Here Hegemony erases the memory of the San
And lands send players to get played by the man
This scams like “Yes we cans tans” distracting nations
Subduing revolution with media mind occupation
When FIFAs money making machine moves on
Has Africa finally the Worlds respect won
Listen to the whole track here - http://webcache.googleusercontent.com/search?q=cache:8BILblAXTSUJ:nomadicwax.bandcamp.com/track/world-cup-mixtape+&cd=1&hl=en&ct=clnk&source=encrypted.google.com
The Babblers from Babylon Babble on ... Talk is Cheap
Babblers from Babylon - Talk is Cheap
Chorus
These babblers from babylon, I hear them babbling on and on/ The battle it be over even before its begun X 2
Now you can't chant down babylon/ If all you have is an empty song/ Now you cant chant down babylon,
when you dont know whats going on
Verse 1
Ohmmmm !!!!!
In the beginning was the word and the word was made man
See even God took actions on the words in his plan
Can you understand when our words were our bond
Now rappers speew words like their mouths are magic wonds
Conned from wordsworth, tell me whats your wordsworth
When your words never ever into action even give birth
Words be like Oh No, now Im meaningless
Before these empty MCs, you see I had meaning yes
The meaninglessness of words has now escalated
Self-hatred paraded on poster poles are under-rated
Sacred was the word when we thought before we spoke
Its a joke when freestyle MCs freely on their words choke
Poke it with a stick, words meanings sticking to the page
At this stage we've forgotten how to use our words to rage
Uncage the words meaning, let your words manifest
Lest saying isn't doing, so on your words do your best
Chorus
Verse 2
Babblers babble 'bout blowing up as an MC
But cant see the industries still run by mental Slavery
Artists are an apostrophe, owned they're their property
Promptly, promoting commodities a priority
See these slaves endorse products aplenty
Where MCs get 10% while industry gets 90
Empty MCs on Empty TV's
Words are empty thanks to the corporate squeeze
Please - I never thought that I'd see the day
Where your flow is more important than acting on what you say
Hey ! big word spitters, who do you actually rhyme for
So hardcore that the masses of listeners you ignore
Im sure MCs an acronym for mental captivity
No sustainability cause everyone gets in for free
Put them on your guest list, you guest yes pockets empty
Empty like the beers they consume after entry
Chorus
Break
Drums come and call on the son
To return the meaning to where word came from
Some spit venom verbally inflicting pain
When all fades away only the word will remain
Ohmmmmmmm !!!!!
Verse 3
These babblers babble on and with forked tongue spit at the sun
They've come to cruxify the revolutionary one
Beware of these ones who speak with forked tongue
On a cross in Calvary, they the word hung
Spun Democracies falacies and free-trade policies
Feeding these global capitalist media monopolies
Empty promises from politicians to economists
The conning list, they insist silences pessimist
Make passivists from activists, opportunists capitalists
Capital YES SIS, Tokyos the apprentice to their riches
B.E.E greedy , legitimize privitization
Selling our nation sold to foreign economic occupation
Gone are our revolutionary youth who fought for freedom
See them in the malls acting like dumb ass Hilton ...
Their battles won if the words meanings gone
On your words be impeccable and true change will come
Masses minds won when medias brainwashing gets done
These sons of capitalism control the sales of the gun
Chorus
These babblers from babylon, I hear them babbling on and on/ The battle it be over even before its begun X 2
Now you can't chant down babylon/ If all you have is an empty song/ Now you cant chant down babylon,
when you dont know whats going on
Verse 1
Ohmmmm !!!!!
In the beginning was the word and the word was made man
See even God took actions on the words in his plan
Can you understand when our words were our bond
Now rappers speew words like their mouths are magic wonds
Conned from wordsworth, tell me whats your wordsworth
When your words never ever into action even give birth
Words be like Oh No, now Im meaningless
Before these empty MCs, you see I had meaning yes
The meaninglessness of words has now escalated
Self-hatred paraded on poster poles are under-rated
Sacred was the word when we thought before we spoke
Its a joke when freestyle MCs freely on their words choke
Poke it with a stick, words meanings sticking to the page
At this stage we've forgotten how to use our words to rage
Uncage the words meaning, let your words manifest
Lest saying isn't doing, so on your words do your best
Chorus
Verse 2
Babblers babble 'bout blowing up as an MC
But cant see the industries still run by mental Slavery
Artists are an apostrophe, owned they're their property
Promptly, promoting commodities a priority
See these slaves endorse products aplenty
Where MCs get 10% while industry gets 90
Empty MCs on Empty TV's
Words are empty thanks to the corporate squeeze
Please - I never thought that I'd see the day
Where your flow is more important than acting on what you say
Hey ! big word spitters, who do you actually rhyme for
So hardcore that the masses of listeners you ignore
Im sure MCs an acronym for mental captivity
No sustainability cause everyone gets in for free
Put them on your guest list, you guest yes pockets empty
Empty like the beers they consume after entry
Chorus
Break
Drums come and call on the son
To return the meaning to where word came from
Some spit venom verbally inflicting pain
When all fades away only the word will remain
Ohmmmmmmm !!!!!
Verse 3
These babblers babble on and with forked tongue spit at the sun
They've come to cruxify the revolutionary one
Beware of these ones who speak with forked tongue
On a cross in Calvary, they the word hung
Spun Democracies falacies and free-trade policies
Feeding these global capitalist media monopolies
Empty promises from politicians to economists
The conning list, they insist silences pessimist
Make passivists from activists, opportunists capitalists
Capital YES SIS, Tokyos the apprentice to their riches
B.E.E greedy , legitimize privitization
Selling our nation sold to foreign economic occupation
Gone are our revolutionary youth who fought for freedom
See them in the malls acting like dumb ass Hilton ...
Their battles won if the words meanings gone
On your words be impeccable and true change will come
Masses minds won when medias brainwashing gets done
These sons of capitalism control the sales of the gun
Monday, December 13, 2010
AFRICAN BATTLE CRY 16TH DEC 2010 @ JOSEPH STONE IN ATHLONE, KHOISAN INFO SESSION 2 + HEAL THE HOOD WIN BEST HIP HOP ORGANISATION
AFRICAN BATTLE CRY 16TH DEC 2010 @ JOSEPH STONE IN ATHLONE + KHOISAN INFO SESSION 2
Press Release
AFRICAN BATTLE CRY 16TH DEC 2010 @ JOSEPH STONE IN ATHLONE, KHOISAN INFO SESSION 2 + HEAL THE HOOD WIN BEST HIP HOP ORGANISATION
Heal the Hood Project ends the year with their annual end of year fund-raisning event “Afican Battle Cry” on 16th December 2010 at Joseph Stone. This year however, they celebrate winning the award for the “Best Hip Hop Organisation in the World” as voted by Washington DC based organisation Words, Beats and Life. We would like to thank all who helped and help us make this possible.
African Battle Cry is happening at the Joseph Stone Auditorium in Athlone. It starts at 12H00 with an information session about Khoisan heritage and the history of Afrikaans hosted by the cast of the play “Afrikaaps”. This is followed by a house workshop by a dancer from England at 14H00. The main event is a dance competition showcasing the best breakdance group, hip hop new style dance group, krumpers, poppers, under 16 breakdancer and best female breakdancer. Tickets are R40 and more information can be obtained from Heal the Hood offices at 0217060481.
Heal the Hood has this year started exchanges with the USA and Sweden. 2011 will see Cape Town hosting some dancers and hip hoppers from the USA and Sweden. Annual events like Black Noise 23rd Anniversary & Shut Up Just Dance at the Baxter, African Hip Hop Indaba, Up the Rock, Hip Hop by Bus and Hip Hop Camp. Heal the Hood will also tour regionally and nationally to structure a network for arts, cultural exchange and economic empowerment. They will also host screenings of a documentary about the work they dothroughout the country. It wil be screened in Sweden, USA, Angola, Zimbabwe, Australia and Germany.
Anyone interested in getting a chapter of Heal the Hood Project started in their community or in their school next year, can call 0217060481 or Emile at 0823958125.
Press Release
AFRICAN BATTLE CRY 16TH DEC 2010 @ JOSEPH STONE IN ATHLONE, KHOISAN INFO SESSION 2 + HEAL THE HOOD WIN BEST HIP HOP ORGANISATION
Heal the Hood Project ends the year with their annual end of year fund-raisning event “Afican Battle Cry” on 16th December 2010 at Joseph Stone. This year however, they celebrate winning the award for the “Best Hip Hop Organisation in the World” as voted by Washington DC based organisation Words, Beats and Life. We would like to thank all who helped and help us make this possible.
African Battle Cry is happening at the Joseph Stone Auditorium in Athlone. It starts at 12H00 with an information session about Khoisan heritage and the history of Afrikaans hosted by the cast of the play “Afrikaaps”. This is followed by a house workshop by a dancer from England at 14H00. The main event is a dance competition showcasing the best breakdance group, hip hop new style dance group, krumpers, poppers, under 16 breakdancer and best female breakdancer. Tickets are R40 and more information can be obtained from Heal the Hood offices at 0217060481.
Heal the Hood has this year started exchanges with the USA and Sweden. 2011 will see Cape Town hosting some dancers and hip hoppers from the USA and Sweden. Annual events like Black Noise 23rd Anniversary & Shut Up Just Dance at the Baxter, African Hip Hop Indaba, Up the Rock, Hip Hop by Bus and Hip Hop Camp. Heal the Hood will also tour regionally and nationally to structure a network for arts, cultural exchange and economic empowerment. They will also host screenings of a documentary about the work they dothroughout the country. It wil be screened in Sweden, USA, Angola, Zimbabwe, Australia and Germany.
Anyone interested in getting a chapter of Heal the Hood Project started in their community or in their school next year, can call 0217060481 or Emile at 0823958125.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Mixed Mense - Coloureds - rhymes 4 my new CD
COLOUREDS – MIXED MENSE
Chorus
Coloureds x 2 ... Mixed mense
Mixed, thats how the planet will get fixed
Mixed, Im tired of your your polit-trix
Mixed, when will the gangs the drugs get fixed
1st Verse
Mixed is who we truly are, there’s no such thing as race
Trace all humans to Africa in the first place
Face the fact, race is socialization of people
Difference in cultures so slight its feeble
We’ll find more similarities than differences exists
Insist we're family, open up your collective fists
Botanists lists, influence these separatists
To separate the masses to benefit capitalists
Capital lies get told to keep us separated
Division with religion and race is manipulated
Hatred, created to shift the masses attention
Distractions used to thwart the enemies detection
Detect them in their media influencing how we think
Its not true just because its on TV or in ink
Sink their flagship of racist classification
Declassify their lies and their mental occupation
Chorus
2nd Verse
Before I was too black and now it seems I be too white
Simunyeah we are one , yeah right
If might makes right, we might be wrong for too long
Why do politicians still sing Apartheids song
Same racial terminology and focus on diversity
A country of tribes and still no unity
The worlds in denial, everyone’s actually mixed
Mixed is the only way this planet will get fixed
So you can call me mixed, I’m just more honest than you
We’re from one race called human, you know that’s true
Glorified gangs that’s all tribalism is
With cultural diversity being your euphemism please
It’s a racist disease, cultures always evolving
Everyone take from each other for problem solving
Xhosa mixed clicks from San to change Ngone
Xhosa and the Zulu came from the north to this country
Chorus
3rd Verse
Xhosa, Zulu, Mixed and Sotho
Black, White, how long will tribalism continue
Divide and conquers entrenched in our mentality
A mental shift is needed by all of us globally
So we can see the capitalistic manipulation
Media manipulated for mental occupation
Occupying minds to fuel racial violence
Distracting from the force that causes compliance
Silence is consent so capitalists keep winning
Spinning into turm oil, salivating at their sinning
Grinning at victories, hiding behind democracies
This demon is all about maintaining its economies
Eco-catastrophes & revelation prophecies
Human property, devils aren’t detoured by these
Please reach inside, take courage with a deep breath
Our long walk to freedom requires capitalisms death
Chorus
Coloureds x 2 ... Mixed mense
Mixed, thats how the planet will get fixed
Mixed, Im tired of your your polit-trix
Mixed, when will the gangs the drugs get fixed
1st Verse
Mixed is who we truly are, there’s no such thing as race
Trace all humans to Africa in the first place
Face the fact, race is socialization of people
Difference in cultures so slight its feeble
We’ll find more similarities than differences exists
Insist we're family, open up your collective fists
Botanists lists, influence these separatists
To separate the masses to benefit capitalists
Capital lies get told to keep us separated
Division with religion and race is manipulated
Hatred, created to shift the masses attention
Distractions used to thwart the enemies detection
Detect them in their media influencing how we think
Its not true just because its on TV or in ink
Sink their flagship of racist classification
Declassify their lies and their mental occupation
Chorus
2nd Verse
Before I was too black and now it seems I be too white
Simunyeah we are one , yeah right
If might makes right, we might be wrong for too long
Why do politicians still sing Apartheids song
Same racial terminology and focus on diversity
A country of tribes and still no unity
The worlds in denial, everyone’s actually mixed
Mixed is the only way this planet will get fixed
So you can call me mixed, I’m just more honest than you
We’re from one race called human, you know that’s true
Glorified gangs that’s all tribalism is
With cultural diversity being your euphemism please
It’s a racist disease, cultures always evolving
Everyone take from each other for problem solving
Xhosa mixed clicks from San to change Ngone
Xhosa and the Zulu came from the north to this country
Chorus
3rd Verse
Xhosa, Zulu, Mixed and Sotho
Black, White, how long will tribalism continue
Divide and conquers entrenched in our mentality
A mental shift is needed by all of us globally
So we can see the capitalistic manipulation
Media manipulated for mental occupation
Occupying minds to fuel racial violence
Distracting from the force that causes compliance
Silence is consent so capitalists keep winning
Spinning into turm oil, salivating at their sinning
Grinning at victories, hiding behind democracies
This demon is all about maintaining its economies
Eco-catastrophes & revelation prophecies
Human property, devils aren’t detoured by these
Please reach inside, take courage with a deep breath
Our long walk to freedom requires capitalisms death
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