Beat for Sunday Sample Church week 127
Stay Free!

Africa United (Ssc #127)

The Way You Love

I need your understanding babe, Iam sick in the head.

Understand Me Baby

Balkan Groove

Dinosauria, We


Born like this 
Into this 
As the chalk faces smile 
As Mrs. Death laughs 
As the elevators break 
As political landscapes dissolve 
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree 
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey 
As the sun is masked 
We are 
Born like this 
Into this 
Into these carefully mad wars 
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness 
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other 
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings 
Born into this 
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die 
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty 
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed 
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes 
Born into this 
Walking and living through this 
Dying because of this 
Muted because of this 
Castrated 
Debauched 
Disinherited 
Because of this 
Fooled by this 
Used by this 
Pissed on by this 
Made crazy and sick by this 
Made violent 
Made inhuman 
By this 
The heart is blackened 
The fingers reach for the throat 
The gun 
The knife 
The bomb 
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god 
The fingers reach for the bottle 
The pill 
The powder 
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness 
We are born into a government 60 years in debt 
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt 
And the banks will burn 
Money will be useless 
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets 
It will be guns and roving mobs 
Land will be useless 
Food will become a diminishing return 
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many 
Explosions will continually shake the earth 
Radiated robot men will stalk each other 
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms 
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground 
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night 
Trees will die 
All vegetation will die 
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men 
The sea will be poisoned 
The lakes and rivers will vanish 
Rain will be the new gold 
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind 
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases 
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition 
The petering out of supplies 
The natural effect of general decay 
And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard 
Born out of that. 
The sun still hidden there 
Awaiting the next chapter.

Hopeless Riddim (Stoning Words)

A child in a man's body, he cares for nothing and everything at the same time.
Noble in thought, weak in action. Something has to change, something has to give.
It's getting dark, too dark to see.

Too Dark To See

Its hard and painful to bare a soul and a bothered mind at this place and time. You feel things others don't, you walk though the darkeness all alone, you are becoming insane. But at the end of the day its Shiiiiiiiiiiiit Loads of Fun! 


Marilyn Monroe

For my people

Blind Man

Soul of a Man

My baby Loves me so

Cause Iam Black

Just A Fool

(n.) A woman who emphasizes a life of passion, expressed through personal style, leisurely pastimes, charm, and cultivation of life's pleasures

Quaintrelle

Lost & Confused

Holla Lotta Reasons

Boyz In The Hood

Can't Lose You

About a Girl

The Game

True Lies

Calling all cars, calling all cars. There is a gangster on the loose. He is very heavily armed and legged and considered extremely dangerous. If you happen to see him on your way home, do not attempt to apprehend him... I repeat, do not attempt to apprehend, simply say it's cool!

The Gangster Of Love

Ordinary Dreams

...but my dear this is not Wonderland and You are not Alice.

This is not Wonderland and You are not Alice

Kingston Blues

Low Eyes & No Lights & Heviweight & Basslines

Temptation

Gone away now

After Laughter (boombap delight)

Sucker For Your Love

It Was More Fun in Hell

Bodie: He's a cold motherfucker.
Poot: It's a cold world Bodie.
Bodie: Thought you said it was getting warmer niggah.
Poot: The world goin' one way, people another yo'.

Cold World

Soul Mathematics

Beats for the streets for the kids & my ladies.

A Product of the Streets
The Last Jedi.

Moody Sanchez

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