Spoken Word Suli breaks R.I.P.

. Saul Williams Coded language Kingslee James Daley Anthony Anaxagorou - Masters revenge

Artist & track Alela Diane - Tired Feet Sylva Faye - When Time Stood Still The Be Good Tanyas - When Doves Cry Angus & Julia Stone - Mango Tree Jay Malinowski- how it comes is how it goes Alison Krauss & Union Station - Gravity Chatham Country line - Birmingham Jail John Stainthorpe - Lost Souls Rosanne Cash - The World Unseen

Suli Breaks - R.I.P.

To them I say R.I.P But when I say R.I.P, I dont just mean REST IN PEACE, I mean REWIND IT PLEASE So we can REMAIN IN PEACE. I had to READ IT PROPERLY To get it RIGHT IN PERSPECTIVE, because we RESIDE IN POVERTY but dont want RIGHTS IN PROPERTY. We would rather ROB INNOCENT PEOPLE because he gains RESPECT IN POPPING ME, that is a REAL IGNORANT PHILOSOPHY. We need to REJECT ITS PROPHECY Stand up and R.I.P REP IT PROPERLY!!! Because RAH ITS PEAK, went from RICE IN PEAS to RIFLES IN POCKETS RUNNING INNER-STATE PROJECTS. RAH, ITS a PAR turns to RIOTS IN PARKS RAH, IM PEED REMEMBER I PLEAD the REALNESS I PREACH. We have REMINDERS IN PRESENT. Why do you think the Damilola Taylor Centre, R.I.P. REMAINS IN PECKHAM? RISE IN POSITION Life REMEMBER ITS PRICE, Because you say RUDEBOWY, ITS PRINCIPLE but REALLY ITS PRIDE! RAH, IVE PREACHED REMEMBER IT PLEASE But if you dont. just remember this piece So next time you hear me say R.I.P Know that I dont just mean REST IN PEACE, I mean REWIND IT PLEASE So we can REMAIN IN PEACE.

Saul Williams - 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 calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom. Whereas the velocity of the spinning vinyl, cross-faded, spun backwards, and re-released at the same given moment of recorded history , yet at a different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with the present. We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue. Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating or anticipating modes of ultra-violence inflicted psychologically or physically or depicting an unchanging rule of events will hence forth be seen as retro-active and not representative of the individually determined is. Furthermore, as determined by the collective consciousness of this state of being and the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased by a number no less than 70 percent of the current enlisted as vocal aggressors. Motherfuckers better realize, now is the time to self-actualize We have found evidence that hip hops standard 85 rpm when increased by a number as least half the rate of it's standard or decreased at of it's speed may be a determining factor in heightening consciousness. Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. Equate rhyme with reason, Sun with season Our cyclical relationship to phenomenon has encouraged scholars to erase the centers of periods, thus symbolizing the non-linear character of cause and effect Reject mediocrity! Your current frequencies of understanding outweigh that which as been given for you to understand. The current standard is the equivalent of an adolescent restricted to the diet of an infant. The rapidly changing body would acquire dysfunctional and deformative symptoms and could not properly mature on a diet of apple sauce and crushed pears Light years are interchangeable with years of living in darkness. The role of darkness is not to be seen as, or equated with, Ignorance, but with the unknown, and the mysteries of the unseen. Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes and bees. Let your children name themselves and claim themselves as the new day for today we are determined to be the channelers of these changing frequencies into songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama, photography, carpentry, crafts, love, and love. We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic. Every so-called race, gender, and sexual prefThus, in the name of: erence. ROBESON, GOD'S SON, HURSTON, AHEvery per-son as beings of sound to acknowlKENATON, HATHSHEPUT, BLACKFOOT, edge their responsibility to HELEN, uplift the consciousness of the entire fucking LENNON, KHALO, KALI, THE THREE World. MARIAS, TARA, LILITHE, LOURDE, WHIT- Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disMAN, claimed - two rappers slain BALDWIN, GINSBERG, KAUFMAN, LUAny utterance will be un-aimed, will be disMUMBA, GHANDI, GIBRAN, SHABAZZ, claimed - two rappers slain SIDDHARTHA, MEDUSA, GUEVARA, GUARDSIEFF, RAND, WRIGHT, BANNEKER, TUBMAN, HAMER, HOLIDAY, DAVIS, COLTRANE, MORRISON, JOPLIN, DUBOIS, CLARKE, SHAKESPEARE, RACHMNINOV, ELLINGTON, CARTER, GAYE, HATHOWAY, HENDRIX, KUTL, DICKERSON, RIPPERTON, MARY, ISIS, THERESA, PLATH, RUMI, FELLINI, MICHAUX, NOSTRADAMUS, NEFERTITI, LA ROCK, SHIVA, GANESHA, YEMAJA, OSHUN, OBATALA, OGUN, KENNEDY, KING, FOUR LITTLE GIRLS, HIROSHIMA, NAGASAKI, KELLER, BIKO, PERONE, MARLEY, COSBY, SHAKUR, THOSE STILL AFLAMED, AND THE COUNTLESS UNNAMED We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us. We are determining the future at this very moment. We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone Our music is our alchemy We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full of minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down supply the percussion factor of forever. If you must count to keep the beat then count. Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious. Curve you circles counterclockwise Use your cipher to decipher, Coded Language, man made laws.

Kingslee James Daley - Peace is on the way

Peace is on the way, Peace is on the way. By the sword they say. After this, this last blow, last chop Last drop Peace is on the way After this, this last scream, last shout, last trample of boot. Just one more, one last rubble wreck where once were dreams housed, Last plane, last flame, last sky. Peace is on the way. Just one more naked Vietnamese girl, Be she Russian, Israeli, Palestinian or Great Great, Great, Really Great British. Just one more placard wielding warrior and this last sword-slinging gunman. Just one more song of machine-gun metal hurtling Death to outrun life Just one more war, Then we can have peace. Then we can have peace.

Anthony Anaxagorou - The Masters Revenge

There will be revenge but it will be different from yours; it wont involve blood or murder or deception it wont turn sophisticated people to rubble then call them underdeveloped, primitive and backwards it wont need military budgets, fear, prejudice or gender oppression it will be simple, uncomfortable and absolute it will present itself calmly there will be no screams there will be no protest just this you are the owner of all energy needed to destroy or create worlds within you lies the peace of Akhenaton the vision of Imhotep we can go further the first messiah you are the writer of knowledge the keeper of truth its looking at you through the stones the history of the mountains in the DNA of the earth youre there this wicked narrative is new its evil and unwell 1000 years ago you were teaching them they were lost, barbaric, never knowing the evolution of language of culture the influence you had you still have, you must have because youre far from dead listen to the speakers, the knowers, the ones who tell you to open pages and find yourself there reinvent the past pay the oppressor little mind little minds fear genius because it knows your story it knows about the old Kingdom and the middle periods from Moorish Spain to Muslim medicine it knows about African mathematicians and the stone calendar circles of Nabta Playa it knows thats why it denies thats why it tells you to kill yourself death has many faces if something is made ill why swallow it? Dont accept it, renounce it and go back to before the chattel the division and genocide before the White Jesus before the crusades and the foreign religion that came with priests and swords

discover the hidden world because history is self-serving self-for-filling look in the prisons, look in the armies, look in the places filled with the broken, the destitute, the trampled on the us but not them, look and see what happens when you become apathetic when revenge is just for radicals when you believe the story they tell you when your only weapon is a gun when your only hope is a fantasy when your knowledge is obsolete when your woman is a bitch when your brother is a threat and your oppressor is your master your standard, your ideal dont ask for mercy it wont be given lock it off, leave it there, its dead its done the damage consecrated the sickness it doesnt work so start again with just this:When they ask you for a beginning teach them about the Grimaldi about Menes and the first dynasty When they ask you about women speak to them of Isis of Hatshepsut and Cleopatra When they ask you about European languages refer them to Coptic and Western Semitic tongues, explain how 50% of the Greek lexicon is comprised of a non-Indo European language give examples, When they ridicule you for saying init claiming the word as being Jamaican Patois let them know that its a contraction of isnt it, which is a contraction of is it not, which is English and not Patois is it not? When they ask you about war and peace inform them that the word war comes from the Old English Wyrre meaning to bring into

confusion.

Mention the Golden Age of Egypt, communicate the fact that civilizations which have experienced the greatest periods of peace have been matriarchal - say that twice. Include the fact that 70% of Native Americans did not ever wage war with each other, refer them to Conquest: Sexual Violence and American Indian Genocide by Andrea Smith Keep close to mind the Haitian revolution, Toussaint Louverture and Dessaline

if they interject calling you Afrocentric or a conspiracy theorist reply with these names:Volny, Gerald Massy, Martin Bernal, Bouavl and Brophy continue discuss human nature, how we remain products of our environment, how we mirror what we see, how certain genes are activated or deactivated in our childhood determining who we become later explain what you mean by White Supremacy as a political tool to divide and undermine those that dont fit the aesthetic discuss Thomas Spence and the making of the English working class look at denigrate families in the US and Anthony Stokes speak of Palestine with courage declare that before the 15th May 1948 Zionists had already expelled 250,000 Palestinians emphasize that people are not born bad that before capitalism and feudalism communalism was how we lived not primitive but equal. Do not negate your women. There is more to feminism than her physical appearance, you may wish to talk about Simon De Beauvoir, Bell Hooks and Angela Davis then poetry, the spoken word that predates the written word oral tradition, art and storytelling. Speak until the sun has risen and set 1000 times wear the crown that doesnt need a stolen jewel to shine, assure them that you are made from love that you speak from love because that is from where you were born play them a song, read them a haiku teach them how to dance: many will laugh at you many will brand you insane yet when has madness ever really mattered here some will listen, some will stay and you will grow into friends, into solidarity into the forever we dream about so treasure your woman treasure your man because were all we have, peace is the masters revenge so stand in the present, draw for the future and shoot with all the ammunition of the past.

Alela Diane - Tired Feet

My tired feet My tired, tried feet My tired feet Oh my tired feet My tired feet brought me to that red boat So still and foreign waters And although Ive never been here Although Ive never been here I know that here Ive swam before Here Ive swam before And soon I came Oh so soon I came Soon I came Oh so soon I came Soon I came to the silent place of choir voices In excelsis Deo Deo Where Jesus, he keeps the streets out Jesus he keeps the heat out Jesus he keeps the noise out And here oh here Ive sung before Here Ive sung before I know that here Ive sung before Here Ive sat, Ive run, Ive walked, Ive cried Ive died Ive slept in till noon and Ive laughed and Ive sighed I know that here Ive sung before Oh here Ive before I know that here Ive sung before Here Ive sung before

Sylva Faye Time Stood Still

Was it the clouds? Or was it ice? When you couldnt make time to visit much, And time stood still, time stood still Fun fair mirrors are my life To many minutes in the dark I lost the key that made the light Shadow didnt make a mark When time stood still Time stood still Time stood still Time stood still

The Be Good Tanyas - When Doves Cry

Dig if you will the picture Of you and I engaged in a kiss The sweat of your body covers me Can you my darling, can you picture this? Dream if you can a courtyard An ocean of violets in bloom Animals strike [Incomprehensible] poses They feel the heat, the heat between me How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world so cold? Maybe I'm just too demanding And maybe I'm just like my father, too bold And maybe I'm just like my mother She's never satisfied Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like when doves cry Touch if you will my stomach See how it trembles inside You've got the butterflies all tied up Don't make me chase you, even doves have pride Just leave me standing? Alone in a world so cold? Maybe I'm just too demanding And maybe I'm just like my father, too bold And maybe I'm just like my mother She's never satisfied Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like when doves cry How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world so cold? Maybe I'm just too demanding And maybe I'm just like my father, too bold And maybe I'm just like my mother She's never satisfied Why do we scream at each other? But this is what it sounds like when doves cry

Angus And Julia Stone - Mango Tree

I wish I had a mango tree In my backyard With you standin next to me Take the picture From her lips I heard her say Can I have you Caught up on what to say I said you do I said you do I said you do Through my eyes I can see A shooting star Weavn its way across the sea Somewhere from mars Down the street we would run To scratch our names in the path Young and free in the sun Wheels upon the tar I said you do I said you do I said you do I said you do

Jay Malinowski- how it comes is how it goes

Lord, how it comes is how it goes You don't need to chase my ghost anymore Ghost in those cuts I used to see Are the cuts that you would see in me So how it comes is how it goes Kinda seems a cruel joke We don't need to be our fools no more I saved you and you saved me You need it to leave And I can't blame you for anything Girls, some girls are talkin' mad About things and lives and love they never had You, you should run free And be the one you were always gonna be So how it comes is how it goes Kinda seems a cruel joke We don't need to be our fools no more I saved you and you saved me You need it to leave But lets make this the last long we will sing Yeah I guess this is the last one we will sing

Union Station And Alison Krauss - Gravity

I left home when I was seventeen I just grew tired of falling down And I'm sure I was told The allure of the road Would be all I found And all the answers that I started with Turned out questions in the end So years roll on by And just like the sky The road never ends And the people who love me still ask me When are you coming back to town And I answer quite frankly When they stop building roads And all God needs is gravity to hold me down

Chatham Country line - Birmingham Jail

Four little girls tying their sash in the basement room on day Poking fun and making jokes before getting on their knees to pray Just so young with all their dreams and years to thier end Strewn away in the rubble by hatred of scared white men It was early December in the year of 63 George Wallace defined what the federal courts they did decree They said make your school doors open for the child of black & white Wallace clenched up both his fists and he called out for a fight Down in the Birmingham jail Down in the Birmingham jail You had a chance to live your life but now youre locked In the Birmingham jail When the locals heard the news that day, their blood began to boil They decided the only good coloured man is down beneath the soil So with their hate and money they began to conspire, and soon in Birminham the air was thick with powder and fire Down in the Birmingham jail Down in the Birmingham jail You had a chance to live your life but now youre locked In the Birmingham jail Four little girls trying their sash in the basement room that day Poking fun and making jokes before getting on their knees to pray Just so young with all their dreams and years to thier end Strewn away in the rubble by hatred of scared white men Down in the Birmingham jail Down in the Birmingham jail You had a chance to live your life but now youre locked In the Birmingham jail

John Stainthorpe - Lost Souls

There are so many friends, they come and go, they leave, thery are fiends with such an empty whole, tortured, souls go up to find a home, where they can make a go of it alone, There are too many lost souls, I want you here i want you home I want you here I want you home Broken hearts, shattered more than fifty thousand times now you are no longer with us in this town now I wish you came to me and said mate, i need you to clear my head today There are too many lost souls I want you here i want you home I want you here I want you home Some say once they decide they never sway they find a special place, theyd love to lay Oh I wish I could see your smile just one more time, or I, could here you laugh or cry There are too many lost souls I want you here i want you home I want you here i want you home I want you here I want you home.

Rosanne Cash - The World Unseen

I'm the sparrow on the roof I'm the list of everyone I have to lose I'm the rainbow in the dart I am who I was and how much I can hurt So I will look for you in stories of hurricans Westward leading, still proceeding To the world unseen I'm the mirror in the hall From your empty room I can hear it fall Now that we must live apart I have a lock of hair and one-half of my heart So I will look for you Between the grooves of songs we sing Westward leading, still proceeding To the world unseen There are no gifts that will be found Wrapped in winter, laid beneath the ground You must be somewhere in the stars 'Cause from a distance comes the sound of your guitar And I will look for you in Memphis and the miles between I will look for you in morphine and in dreams I will look for you in the rhythm of my bloodstream Westward leading, still proceeding To the world unseen