Name: Exploitation by The Peace Poets
Duration: 55 s
Description: Tracks from The Peace Poets' debut recording project: State Of The Art. A critical analysis of the country-at-large leading up to the events that launched The Movement For Black Lives to national status.

Casualties Of War (2005)

Track straight from the streets of Afghanistan.

Silence Sokoot feat. Mahmood

Snoop Dogg & Chance the Rapper have a Baby

Getting Twisty

Parable of the Sower (Lyrics) - (Respect to Octavia Butler)

* The Last Emcee’s Verse *
Everything you change changes you
I’ll be damned if that ain’t true
What you gonna do when life pushes you
And even you think you’re through
I’m an animal with a parable
Careful, I got horns like a caribou
I’m in my element walking down the avenue
Thinkin’ how I’m a break out, I’ma find an avenue
They pitchin’ on St. Nick
I’m spittin’ that flame shit
Hustlin’ yea, some would say same shit

* Chorus *
Cuz everything you change 
Touches you profoundly
Things’ll never be the same
I think I finally found me

Cuz everything you change 
Touches you profoundly
Things’ll never be the same
I think I finally found me‘

* Abe’s Verse *
I found them heron baggies inside the toilet
You thought they flushed away, they wasn’t even moist yet
I saw ya yell at mommie, I heard ya punching auntie	
Told me respect women, is this how you grow manly?
 
Uncle looking comatose, goddamned nearly overdosed
But this the shit I been exposed since I been like six years old
Okay I’m looking for God now, pray you answer my probs, how?
I hear no words it ain’t odd, Thou never seem to respond out loud
 
And this nigga weed so goddamn loud, I ain’t hearing shit but banging out/
Bandanas, hammers, Mario (POW), Charles Bronson Death Wish/
Action Bronson rhetoric, Little brother wanna step in this
Regulating with my fists, Do what I do or catch The Reckoning/
 
Let down by my heroes, I swore not to be em
Till I became em- Had nothing to fear- Then
Lil Bro was killed… Lost my reason for living
Now this Peace Poet (just) hope to save a life that listen cuz…

* Chorus *

* Frankie 4’s Bridge *
Cuz everything you touch, touches you back, true dat, who knew that //
Making a mark on the world could leave you blue black till you blew back to the //
Starting line, life keeps testing this, heart of mine//      
Why would I follow rules when I see outside the lines?// (2x)

* Luke’s Verse * 
I’m admitting it, I’m spitting it, and I’m fitting it in your brain
All I am is what I’m living dancing with my DNA
Grandma passing whiskey down-- That’s plenty for today
I’m feeling kinda tipsy now I got too much to say
 
Around my way-- a holiday’s an alcoholic séance
I started spitting WORD so I had something to play on
Papa was a rock star-- teaching me to pray on
But I was just another kid for this system to prey on
 
Teaching me to kill, whatever’s in my path (and)
Act like I know everything and never have to ask (and)
Forget about my people, only focus on the cash (and)
Have a heart of stone till it all come crashing down
 
Down… And now I am transformation,
Found me on the corner: work and liberation
Making music for the movement: to FREE US ALL
Making mirrors outta mics til we: SEE US ALL

* Chorus *

Parable of the Sower

Water Got No Enemy (Lyrics) - (Respect to Fela Kuti)

* Chorus *
We losing our humanity
They fire at our family
Our flow be the remedy 
Cuz water got no enemy
Na I ain’t commit no felony
What’s that ish you tellin’ me
You don’t know the man i plan to be 
Gotta go home to my family

Why you talking shit
Stop that stop and frisk
cops poppin’ clips
Kids hit the dip
They pull up in the whip (2x)

*Despierto’s Verse*

I keep karma on my necklace and I never go to sleep
In the struggle staying reckless like I’m already deceased
Going hard workin construction as I wrecking ball the beat
If you down for revolution that I reckon we should meet,
 
Slavery was not abolished, just polished and put in prisons
End The New Jim Crow, Word up to the Resistance,
They drowning us in empty dreams of money, cars women
But we are only free when we fighting for abolition
 
And no matter where you at, I’m just about a block away
When the hurricane hits hard I’m up in the rockaways,
My homies organizing hoods, we’ll take a block a day,
The Government co-opting, we like nah, not today,
 
They wanna steal our language so let me hear you say,
All power to the people, we are here and here to stay,
With Rahmarley’s Pops calling out Racist Cops
Spittin fire at the precinct until the Genocide Stops

* Abridged Chorus *
We losing our humanity
They fire at our family
Our flow be the remedy 
Cuz water got no enemy
Na I ain’t commit no felony
What’s that ish you tellin’ me
You don’t know the man i plan to be 
Gotta go home to my family

*The Last Emcee’s Verse*
It’s time to legalize it, too much criminalizing
Though it ain’t suprising, cops on the horizon
Hearing everything you say, they buggin your verizon
Gotta come correct (yup) can’t be looking sloppy
Can’t be acting rowdy if they stop you can’t be pouty
Can’t run can’t be outtie, come if you doubt me
If you thnkin’ like Marley, you’ll get got like Ramarley
Any Justice? Hardly. That’s just for the barbies and the kens
1 percent actin’ haughty in a Audi. While they sing ladi-da-dee
Vacation with the saudis, at a party pop a molly
In a building built by Gaudi, and the gold looks so Gawdy
And they call that actin’ Godly
I guess it’s the human sacrifice for the party
So are you gonna charge me? Then release me you ain’t bought me
Yea you might have caught me but my great grandma taught me
If love is in my heart then can’t nobody stop me.

* Chorus *

*Ram’s Verse*
They know we an army - we are the many/
they are the few - its why they use guns
autos, semis, uzis/
music is the weapon like Kuti-Fela, Femi/
They'll lock any/
Body up, of they: underage,  right color shade, rocking braids, under night's shade, up in broad day, even up on Broadway/

The law never kept you safe, you just wasn't someone's target/
But behind closed doors, they was talking/
All they see is kids they could give a  bid/
Based on where they live, if they selling
shit/
All they see is biz, "tell em hit the skids"/

Aint nothing you can tell em/
From the school to the prison - they gon sell em/

Yeah they know its wrong - they not stupid/
They don't ask if you a criminal/
They got a database, they feed it back to you subliminal

My hood ain't bad, thats the way they made it/
I do what I do to change it, enough with the fucking complaining/
I could break down who "they" is, but they don't want me to say it/
Water got no enemy,  but everyone's trying to contain it/
Water was made to be free, i’ma let the hook explain it/
We go to church with these verses, but my verse is the worst though ain't it?/
(Ain’t it?) Damn it change it/

* Chorus *

Water Got No Enemy

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Tracks from The Peace Poets' debut recording project: State Of The Art. A critical analysis of the country-at-large leading up to the events that launched The Movement For Black Lives to national status.

State of the Art

Exploitation

The Peace Poets are a collective of 5 artists that celebrate, examine and advocate for life through music and poetry. They’ve helped invigorate the social movements of our time with chants and songs. They hail from The Bronx and have performed across the world in over 40 countries. They’ve rocked the mic in prisons, schools, community centers, clubs, rallies, refugee camps and on the blocks they live on. Fortified with the belief that the cypher is the opposite of prison, they are committed to raising up the power of the people to be creative and connected.

Exploitation

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