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White boy : I don't think it's a problem cuz
most of the girls ask for it

Kathleen : Uh huh, how did they ask for it?

White boy : The way they act, the way they...
I...I can't say they way they dress because
that's their own personal choice

White boy : Some of these dumb hoes,
those slut rocker bitches walking down the street,
they're asking for it, they may deny it but it's true.

Lay me spread eagle out on your hill, yeah
then write a book on how I wanted to die.
It's hard to talk with your dick in my mouth
I will try to scream in pain a little nicer next time

WHITE BOY...DON'T LAUGH...DON'T CRY...JUST DIE!

I'm so sorry if I'm alienating some of you
Your whole fucking culture alienates me
I can not scream from pain down here on my knees
I'm so sorry that I think!

WHITE BOY...DON'T LAUGH...DON'T CRY...JUST DIE!

Rest In Power, Jack

Also recommend "Both My Jobs" and "Burdensome Thoughts"

Context https://www.klif.com/2022/07/22/advocates-for-homeless-block-encampment-sweep/

Lyrics

In Thursday heat in Dallas
It was the early morn
When the John Brown Gun Club
Got the early warn

There was to be a homeless sweep
Beneath the overpass
Shelters, clothes, IDs, and food
Thrown into the trash

If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two

And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way

Around six in the evening
John Brown put out a tweet
For a 9 am response to
Open carry in the street

I spent all day spreading the word
I didn't sleep at night
I was loading ammunition
In my trusty Armalite

If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two

And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way

On early Friday morning
The comrades kept a grip
On the rifles on their shoulders
And the handguns on their hips

The pigs they took one look at us
Didn't know what to say
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way

If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two

And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way

Two years before R.E.M. proclaimed "It's the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)," Talking Heads shared the sentiment on their single "Road To Nowhere," a deceptively upbeat pop-rock tune about facing a dire future with optimism. "I wanted to write a song that presented a resigned, even joyful look at doom," Talking Heads singer David Byrne recalled in the liner notes of Once in a Lifetime: The Best of Talking Heads. "At our deaths and at the apocalypse… (always looming, folks). I think it succeeded..."

Song Lyrics:

[Intro]
Well, we know where we're goin'
But we don't know where we've been
And we know what we're knowin'
But we can't say what we've seen
And we're not little children
And we know what we want
And the future is certain
Give us time to work it out

[Verse 1]
We're on a road to nowhere
Come on inside
Takin' that ride to nowhere
We'll take that ride
I'm feelin' okay this mornin'
And you know
We're on a road to paradise
Here we go, here we go

[Verse 2]
We're on a ride to nowhere
Come on inside
Takin' that ride to nowhere
We'll take that ride
Maybe you wonder where you are
I don't care
Here is where time is on our side
Take you there, take you there

[Chorus]
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere

[Bridge]
There's a city in my mind
Come along and take that ride
And it's all right, baby it's all right
And it's very far away
But it's growing day by day
And it's all right, baby it's all right
Would you like to come along?
And you could help me sing this song
And it's all right, baby it's all right
They can tell you what to do
But they'll make a fool of you
And it's all right, baby it's all right
There's a city in my mind
Come along and take that ride
And it's all right, baby it's all right
And it's very far away
But it's growing day by day
And it's all right, baby it's all right
Would you like to come along?
You could help me sing this song
And it's all right, baby it's all right
They can tell you what to do
But they'll make a fool of you
And it's all right, baby it's all right

[Chorus]
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere

Abandon bridges video art, documentary, and music to explore how we sell our time on earth, and how we could imagine to get free. Each of the four episodes profiles a unique personal revolt against low-valued work: an Indonesian miner, a Portuguese maid, American office workers, and Spain’s scrap metal salvagers.

Lyrics

You can take the boy from the country
But you can't take the country from him
You can lead the cow to the water
But you can't force it to drink yea

Think about think that
Think about the world
Some do
Some don't
Think about that
Think about the world
Some will
Some won't

If the rain should refuse to fall
Then the flowers they just wouldn't grow
If the sun, moon and stars didn't shine
Darkness would be hanging high

Think about think that
Think about the world
Some do
Some don't
Think about that
Think about the world
Some will
Some won't

Hate and greed is all I see
Still waters becoming raging seas
Hungry mouths for all a feed
The Storm of life of chastities
Some people making plans for wars
Others protesting for peace
Man is heading nearer to his fall
Soon there won't be another dawn

Think about think that
Think about the world
Some do
Some don't
Think about that
Think about the world
Some will
Some won't
Think about think that
Think about the world
Some do
Some don't

It’s often said that hip hop is more than just a type of music…. it’s a way of life. A code, a set of practices, an aesthetic and a way of handling yourself. And despite the efforts of industry executives to commodify it and strip it of its subversive potential, hip hop remains a lifestyle firmly rooted in the daily struggles faced by oppressed peoples around the world. It is a weapon, masquerading as culture.

In this month’s episode of Trouble, subMedia explores hip hop as a potent site of revolutionary politics, drawing on the first-hand knowledge and experiences of some of Turtle Island’s baddest grassroots emcees: Ant Loc, Mic Crenshaw, La Marea, Sima Lee, Lee Reed and Mare.