Young & Radical is RBJ's debut project as an MC. Representing youth, struggle, la raza, and the hip-hop culture.

Going Postal

I'll never die cause my thoughts remain In every single database that the world contains
My mind refrains from feelings that I never maintain
I ride the train with raps till the track runs out
I'm not insane, imagine me just floating with no hook
Divine books exploring emotion from raw pain

Capture the frame, rearrange it with raw shame
The game got fucked up when they slaughtered the slaves
I'm writing my pages, filling it with marvelous language
Cautious with strangers, can't let them see the pain and the anguish

Pardon my frankness, I've been on this wave since
The game got fucked up when they slaughtered the natives
So do me a favor, dog, please recognize that we're major
We're bout the paper, so it's best you get the paying Reparations
We've been patient far too long I preach it in the song, my people carry on
My people carry on

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
You gotta go through challenges and still remain strong

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
We're weathering the storm
Through the cold and the warm

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
You gotta go through challenges and still remain strong

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
We're weathering the storm
We're weathering the storm through the cold and the warm weather

I'm contemplative, escaping the outer surface
What's worth it in all the dollars
If all we're doing is hurting
If all we're doing is lurking
In all of each other's purses

Who's worth the most on this earth shit
Who nurses us in this circus
Haven't been to the service since my eyes wide open
Hoping revelations and taking care of yourself

Is really what's most important
Still searching for answers, still searching for purpose
Wanna know what my worth is

Look, another book, another chapter
Constant laughter, looking backwards is a trip
I may fall and I may slip
Take a sip, taste the wind inside my lungs
Having fun at least for once

Cause the funds ain't low
Don't give a fuck about it
The oldest son, I had to run with all the pressure
Nonetheless, I made the best of every stressful situation

Staying patient was a key
Nothing happened overnight
Now I'm finally breaking free
Setting off and taking flight

What's it like
Spend your whole life
Living in the matrix
Where you fake it till you make it

Ain't nobody making changes
Rearranging circumstances
Set to separate situations
Fuck complacency
It's honestly a dangerous destination
True

So when I'm dead and gone
Tell them to play my songs
En mi memoria nuestra historia permanece strong
Y en la gloria mi familia will be making bonds
But now we're living for the moment
We're remaining calm

Carry on
My people carry on
You gotta go through challenges and still remain strong

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
We're weathering the storm
Through the cold and the warm

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
You gotta go through challenges and still remain strong

Carry on
Carry on
My people carry on
We're weathering the storm through the cold and the warm weather

Still Radical

11-3-2024

Carry On

Sun and Rain

Lidia

Guasave Sinaloa

Post-apocalyptic, brutal extermination
I can’t imagine the atrocities my people faced with 
Permanent occupation, constant intimidation
A European Jesucristo couldn’t stop the hatred
Given by Spanish racists
All in the name of nation 
Religious segregation forcing a mass migration
There was no vaccination against the plague they gave us
The modern explanation is so fucking vague, they hate us
My blood boils with the terrors of the past
Passed down through the millennia belonging to this caste
Vast knowledge of the spirit and of nature were harassed 
Fast forward to the present and the culture has been smashed

Memories, word of mouth - all vanished
From the face of the planet
Really can’t understand it
Granted, I’m far removed but my family is calling
Through the wind in my lungs, I wrote this to pay homage

Aztlan here comes the sun
Let it warm up on your skin
Keep your kin real close
Till the day that you end
Feel the wind, let it breathe
Plant your seed, let it grow
Till the day that you end
You will know what we know

The place we stand is the righteous motherland
Why you think we’ve returned in a massive caravan?
If you’re brown and you’re poor they think you’re the boogeyman
Uncle Sam can’t stand different people with a plan 
The demand isn’t grand, we want equal opportunity 
Just reparations for destroying our communities
We feel impatient towards complacent agent governments who for the power of dollars will devour those who struggling
We need a covenant, that shit is overdue
What we about to do, yo who the fuck is you?
Telling us how to live, you can’t walk in our shoes

Memories word of mouth-all vanished
From the face of the planet
Really can’t understand it
Granted, I’m far removed but my family is calling
Through the wind in my lungs, I wrote this to pay homage

Aztlan here comes the sun
Let it warm up on your skin
Keep your kin real close
Till the day that you end
Feel the wind, let it breathe
Plant your seed, let it grow
Till the day that you end
You will know what we know

The place we stand is the righteous motherland
Why you think we’ve returned in a massive caravan?

VIVA MEXICO

RBJ909

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