Raw

What's a song if you can't fuck to it?. I want to move deep in the gut of it. And what's the right kind of behavior. To qualify as someone's savior?. .

Pg

Ain't from the streets of Compton.. Ain't from no prison yard.. Ain't got no guns or weapons.. Hell, nigga, I ain't hard.. I'd rather help than fight you..

Raised To Be Lowered

To manifest your dreams before you manifest your fears. To navigate beyond the treachery of self-despair. To find the balance between all you sense and all you see.

Penny For A Thought

Cancel the apocalypse. cartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planet. last seen in pursuit of an American dream. this fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moon.

No One Ever Does

No one ever does. No one ever does. . Memories are like promises that are seldom kept. Hence why Jesus wept. Every day we are torn away from the one we love.

Notice Of Eviction

Something is dying tonight. There will be no more breath and no more light. I've burned every candle and extinguished every fear. And I've waited for your time to pass.

List Of Demands (reparations)

I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat. You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears. You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear, I got another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong..

Niggytardust

Ladies and gentlemen, it is with the greatest pleasure. That I present NiggyTardust. . NiggyTardust, grippo king, philosopher, and artist. Downright to the marrow, hes the arrow through the heartless.

Lalala

Nigga, you betta drink half a gallon of Shaolin. Before you pluck the strings of my violin. My life is orchestrated, like London symphony. Concentrated, niggas waited and waited.

Grippo

I gave hip hop to white boys when nobody was looking. They found it locked in a basement when they gentrified Brooklyn. I left a list of instructions, an MPC and a mic, my sci-fi library, and utensils to write. Right or wrong, I think hip hop is where it belongs. Where it comes from is one, but, son, we wrote them songs. It was a ploy. Got fools tied up with mechanized toys. We are beings of breath, beyond the beings of boys. Now, you can break all you wanna. Scratch all you wanna. Graff all you wanna. Laugh all you wanna. But I want to show you what the stars are made of. I want to show you the stars. So substitute the anger and oppression with guilt and depression and it's yours..

Fearless

I don't know whether to laugh or cry. and I don't know whether to live or die. I kept my love for her locked deep inside. it cuts like a knife. she's out of my life.

Convict Colony

The legion is on fire. The legion is on fire. The legion is on fire. . I was born in a convict colony. I was torn from the land that mothered me. Mother, may I? She said, "Yes, you may".

Dna

Feel the music son, we got you programmed like a beat. When I press snare, yo, guard your grill. Press kick, you move your feet, you can't compete. I got my hydrants parked on every street.

Coded Language

Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic. community to its drum woven past. Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling mathematicians to.

Control Freak

Black Stacey

I used to hump my pillow at night.. The type of silent prayer to help myself prepare for the light.. Me and my cousin Duce would rank the girls between one and ten.

Break

And when my fears arise I blow them out. Blow them out, get it out. Blow it out, get it out. . Death creeps through the streets over programmed beats.

Banged And Blown Through

We are broken instruments. Burst wide open, smashed and bent. . Not what you'd expect. From these city streets. Who serves to protect. The orchestra in me?.

Black History Month

Can you feel it' Nothing can save you. I'm tougher than bullets so baby pray to your savior. I never been shot but I bet you I'm braver. I'm taking my spot, nigga, I ain't afraid to be me.

African Student Movement

Freedom, ignorance, jealousy, belligerence, anger, self-control, tolerance, to and fro, wisdom, exstacy, addiction, dependency, discipline, counter act, pray for peace, then attack. Dominane. Contradict. Upper class derelict. Downgrade. Downsize. Upstate. Uprise..