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"The Foulness Of Being Young, Gifted & Black"

Restructured & mixed by @nasteeluvzyou
Recorded by @skysplitterink at The Sky Lab (BVT)

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The Foulness Of Being Young, Gifted & Black

Instrumental: "Aperture" by Tor

Lyrics: “Ideas Never Die”

{Shawshank Redemption Sample}
“… haven’t you ever felt that way about music? You need it so you don’t forget.”
“Forget?”
“Forget that there are places in this world that aren’t made out of stone, that there’s something inside, that they can get to, that they can’t touch. It’s yours.”
“What you talkin’ about?”
“Hope.”


Since the day I first met me I’ve been holding this fire,
to the end of my ropes, on down to the wire.  
But come what may, to whatever end,
If I forget my name, you can call me friend.
‘cause real stars shine the brighter the darker it gets.
A strong light in the iris is the mark of the blessed.
In deed and in essence, the presence and the confidence.
If both extremes are negative, the center then is positive.
Five digits wide as I tip toe this tight rope,
another five high tryin’ to string-pull the sky close.
One from my lips to the air like a weather vane in a cyclone.
Two for peace, cross ‘em for luck, hoping I strike gold.  
Then all ten cupped round the top of my throat,
to strengthen the signal and broaden the mind scope.
Gobsmacked in the middle of cynical and naive,
a million squabbling tribes ain’t the pinnacle of our species,
no. Not even close, to one family, one home.
But I know it’s your blood running inside my bones,
carrying the very air we share from the pauper to the king, 
from the diamond slave to the bride who covets shiny things.
From the ferns and the trees to the birds and bees,
the good word on the street is something burns from beneath,
and it’s just waitin’ for a spark, from the hearth in the hearts of the heroes who will
lead us in the charge to bring the power to the people.

If only we knew what it’s worth.
To walk together here on this Earth
Then maybe we wouldn’t be stuck on reverse, 
keep running in circles on and on…

But what is there left to do?
When comes, the boomerang back to you?
Then but, hold your head and weep,
wondering where’s the love gone?

and what’s become of the righteous?
the ones, who hold on to the light when
the Sun, is nowhere to find?
and when they’re called upon they put it all on the line.

Because ideas will never die.
You can break my body,
not the spirit inside.
‘cause ideas will never die. 
Ideas never die…

{V for Vendetta sample} 
“die, die, why wont you die?”
“because beneath this mask there is more than flesh, beneath this mask there is an idea,
and ideas are bulletproof.”


Do you realize, there’s a price on your soul?
there’s a reason why, it’s no higher than gold..
when thieves and liars, seize control, 
it can make Eden look more like Hell.

You’ve got a large ego, made small with hatred.
But long ago, we were one with nature.
Now it’s all for show, and we’re slaves to status,
dost thou even know thyself?

Bittersweet like honeysuckle,
city streets and money trouble, 
rich kids blowing gum bubbles
can sit and watch the funds double,

while the young of some other rummage for junk among the rubble
and it’s fucked up that luck’s what governs who suffers and who doesn’t,

and dreams, are for the sleeping, not the sheep counting aimless.
See the wayward begging for change, I don’t wonder where his shame went.

Or why nobody cares.
Breathing in the poison ’til your enemy’s
the person who is clearing the air.

(Chorus)


{V for Vendetta sample #2} 

“But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you.. even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you.. I love you.”

Will Gordon - Ideas Never Die

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