PAGE: TITLE: 2. VENTRODUCTION 4. BEHIND THE PAGES 6. VENTROSPECTIVE 11. A NEW ANTHEM 13. BLACK JEWELZ 14. ANGRY BLACK MAN 18. LIFE & DEATH 20. MY LIFE OF SIN 22. POET 24. @GOLGOTHA W/ POP'Z 29. FORGIVE PART 1.
SPECIAL GUEST: POP'Z, MUGZY'S WIFE, J-ROCK'S WIFE, STRIKER 8
ARTIST: PORTRAITS - ROBERT DUNSON GRAFFITI - JOSEPH "J-KUL" MERCADO BRICK WALL - ROBERT "COWBOY" WILLIAMS AIR VENTS - KEMET INK. SCROLL - JOHNNY "BANDITO' ESPINOSA
ZINED UP BY XZYZST (EXIST) -VENTROSPECTIVE-VENTRODUCTION
Oh say can you see Jose did you see DACA being murdered, you are not allowed to dream Presidential propaganda, opposite of Dr. King He is not our leader, so we stand to take a knee This is the new Anthem, hashtag when we tweet Black Lives Matter, looking at my skin I ain't black, but it don't matter Equality out the window, so broke, looking shattered By the leader of the Klan acting like a madder hatter White House cyber bully key pad pitter patter Done made his way to sports, working down the ladder Collins out of work, Billy Bush, what's sadder Proud when he brags, "I don't ask, I just grab her" Won't shame a killer cop, or Nazi and he'd rather Spew hate and divide, using words like daggers Speech ain't free when it cost the jobs we gathered. Still we take a knee, career suicide Land of the free is only freedom when you die Thank her for her service, put her life on the line Protecting freedoms and the flag that we fly Made her useless and revoked all her rights Cause she was born to He, transcend a girl from a guy? Watch 'em all unite and take a knee for their PRIDE Homophobic slurs over-compensating, you hide behind your words Scratches on your back and the lowest selfworth Cause the things you hate the most, is the love you prefer Take a knee for your shame Slave to your own brain Take a knee in your chains You full of fear, we could never be the same And no matter what you say You are not the leader of the home of the brave
The pressure is constant the pain unreal I've killed too many I don't know what to feel Those souls are haunting me I can't sleep without these pills In my dreams it's a struggle to see light even with this rock on my back I continue to fight What's worst being a killer or the one murdered I don't know which to choose with either choice I seem like I lose I love my son with all of my heart I hope I shed light on Him so He can shine in the dark Yes I want to change my ways is it too late? I've been on death row seven whole years I lost count of all of my tears My name rings bells so many heard of me Some show me love but most want to murder me even if I change will it change how they feel probably not if I just keep it real Karma has handed me a cold death sentence I try to block out the pain but I still feel it I was born black that's two strikes against me when you're dirt poor a life of crime is so tempting Mama I really love you you stepped up to the plate You always kept it real you ain't never been fake I ain't never felt this love so it's hard to relate in my dreams the other night I saw your beautiful face You held me tight in your arms to block away all the danger told me you still love me even though I'm a gangsta You ain't never judged me that makes me want to change it's a constant struggle for me I'm lost in the game
Forgive each other, for forgetting: "And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us." Then wonder why they're always against us. Forgive each other, for forcing the best of us to set aside their own knees on behalf of the blessed of us, and our most valued black resident, as we forgive ourselves, and the rest of us, for failing to get up off our knees and stand on our own two feet and forgive the ultimate failure of the first black president. Forgive each other for killing each other Black on black descendants of God, and forgive us our elders for neglecting forgiveness lessons as the ultimate form of Jihad. The irony of this poetic analogical text, in the form of this epilogue, is that, the business of the funeral services of both, slain black youth, and cops, are often conducted at the same mortuary, or church, the same Lord's prayer, chapter and verse. Same video reflections, same grave site motorcade processions. Everybody singing the same songs, crying the same tears, and wondering, just who's side is God on? God is commanded to be on the side of the forgiver, Matt 6:12 is still there for you to view. I'll start this conversation by forgiving myself, and feeling really good about forgiving you too.
I hope surgery went well and that you have recovered well. Your story has touched me. Matthew, I would like for you to know that you have not been forgotten. I just whispered a little prayer for you. I'm not overly religious myself, but sometimes sending someone well wishes and hoping that someone hears your plea, brings comfort to the one sending the wish and the one receiving it. I hope that you felt a little something - a little love - wrap its warmth around you. Take care of yourself. Do not lose your self-worth. You have reason and purpose, I hope you discover it and make a difference in the world, even if it's as simple as making someone smile. You made me smile today, thank you. Hope this letter of support and encouragement uplifts you.
Small ones though, with a paper saying the origin from the mine in Ecuador.All stones and marble were different in color.They are for my neighbors who took care of my apartment; watering my plants, helping me out on certain things, taking my mail, etc And one for myself. Turtles represent in China longevity, did you know?I've a few in my house.I visited China.My first contact with Asia! Adric, my grandson of 8 cried when I said farewell.I could see it was hard on him. :(I told him his name came from the Adriatic Sea.(ITALY!)I showed it his world globe.He is VERY fascinated with Science and Geography!I showed him 4 fascinating places in the world!I've seen them.The Nazca Lines in Peru, The EASTER Island belonging to Chile,the Galapagos Islands close to Ecuador and I mailed him on my smartphone from the airport to look for the Machu Pichu in Peru too.We did so many activities together, you know.Claire is a wild smart and very talented girl,6 she is.Very creative and reads so very well!She is a good dancer, a very good athletic, sings so very well...Her dad says she is a handful!:) The bad news is, that someone (or more?) broke in in my apartment in BE! It happened on Oct.18th Well, it seems like they didn't steaL really a lot.All my drawers stood open. They weren't going in my safe.Even 100 euros were still there. My tv and my laptop are still in my room,... I got photos from my neighbor Simonne and the police didn't find fingerprints.I am at ease now.They close the blinds every day, going towards my terrace where they broke in.I saw George already 3 times; I've still 7 days to visit him.I made up a visit on Saturday because of 1day lock down.We've a 4 hr visit a day; 5 in a row per month.He is my love... we enjoy every minute we see each other, Robert.I realize how much I miss him in my life...What a wonderful time we have here!!He told me that we can even talk with each other on video, paying an amount of money per month.That would be so very great! Take care Robert, stay strong and live every single day in the honor of your so loved mom. She watches you. :))) Big warm hug from Rita!x
hello dear friend Robert,I certainly will read the news about how your banquet went!Hope you reached a lot of people who can make a difference in life for lifers... And I am sure it has :) I am so very glad you might to see your daughter,Robert!She came to you in the right time, don't you think!?Blood of your blood, that is so very wonderful.-smile- I had a super cool visit at my daughter's. They live in a light(clear) and nice house there in San Diego, CA.Their yard ends at a small canyon.And I sat on their self made swing, hung up at the branch of an American oak.I was kind of busy there. Made twice a day a walk with their black 9 month old labrador, Kona. He is tall!But an extremely sweet dog he is.He goes now to a training course for dogs.But he already has a lot of discipline.He and me enjoyed so much our mutual walks.;)The children came home from school with mom at about 4pm. Sometimes I cleaned, did my yoga every day, wrote letters to pen pals, read in my book, went to a store, went to the children's soccer teams, did a walk with Leslie and the dog at the beach, bought 4 turtles in a semi precious stone(onyx) and fossilized black marble.
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PAGE: TITLE:
2. VENTRODUCTION
4. BEHIND THE PAGES
6. VENTROSPECTIVE
11. A NEW ANTHEM
13. BLACK JEWELZ
14. ANGRY BLACK MAN
18. LIFE & DEATH
20. MY LIFE OF SIN
22. POET
24. @GOLGOTHA W/ POP'Z
29. FORGIVE PART 1.
COPYLEFT 2018
FEATURING:
PIANKHI, SQUABBLEZ, LOUTAH,
B.G., XZYZST, JOKER, FACE,
NARMEER, SWOOP, MUGZY, J-ROCK
SPECIAL GUEST:
POP'Z, MUGZY'S WIFE,
J-ROCK'S WIFE, STRIKER 8
ARTIST:
PORTRAITS - ROBERT DUNSON
GRAFFITI - JOSEPH "J-KUL" MERCADO
BRICK WALL - ROBERT "COWBOY" WILLIAMS
AIR VENTS - KEMET INK.
SCROLL - JOHNNY "BANDITO' ESPINOSA
ZINED UP BY XZYZST (EXIST)
-VENTROSPECTIVE-VENTRODUCTION
Oh say can you see
Jose did you see
DACA being murdered, you are not allowed to dream
Presidential propaganda, opposite of Dr. King
He is not our leader, so we stand to take a knee
This is the new Anthem, hashtag when we tweet
Black Lives Matter, looking at my skin
I ain't black, but it don't matter
Equality out the window, so broke, looking shattered
By the leader of the Klan acting like a madder hatter
White House cyber bully key pad pitter patter
Done made his way to sports, working down the ladder
Collins out of work, Billy Bush, what's sadder
Proud when he brags, "I don't ask, I just grab her"
Won't shame a killer cop, or Nazi and he'd rather
Spew hate and divide, using words like daggers
Speech ain't free when it cost the jobs we gathered.
Still we take a knee, career suicide
Land of the free is only freedom when you die
Thank her for her service, put her life on the line
Protecting freedoms and the flag that we fly
Made her useless and revoked all her rights
Cause she was born to He, transcend a girl from a guy?
Watch 'em all unite and take a knee for their PRIDE
Homophobic slurs
over-compensating, you hide behind your words
Scratches on your back and the lowest selfworth
Cause the things you hate the most, is the love you prefer
Take a knee for your shame
Slave to your own brain
Take a knee in your chains
You full of fear, we could never be the same
And no matter what you say
You are not the leader of the home of the brave
- Loutah
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The pressure is constant the pain unreal
I've killed too many I don't know what to feel
Those souls are haunting me I can't sleep without these pills
In my dreams it's a struggle to see light
even with this rock on my back I continue to fight
What's worst being a killer or the one murdered
I don't know which to choose
with either choice I seem like I lose
I love my son with all of my heart
I hope I shed light on Him so He can shine in the dark
Yes I want to change my ways is it too late?
I've been on death row seven whole years
I lost count of all of my tears
My name rings bells so many heard of me
Some show me love but most want to murder me
even if I change will it change how they feel
probably not if I just keep it real
Karma has handed me a cold death sentence
I try to block out the pain but I still feel it
I was born black that's two strikes against me
when you're dirt poor a life of crime is so tempting
Mama I really love you you stepped up to the plate
You always kept it real you ain't never been fake
I ain't never felt this love so it's hard to relate
in my dreams the other night I saw your beautiful face
You held me tight in your arms to block away all the danger
told me you still love me even though I'm a gangsta
You ain't never judged me that makes me want to change
it's a constant struggle for me I'm lost in the game
By: FACE
Forgive each other, for forgetting:
"And forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us."
Then wonder why they're always against us.
Forgive each other,
for forcing the best of us
to set aside their own knees
on behalf of the blessed of us, and our
most valued black resident,
as we forgive ourselves, and the rest of us,
for failing to get up off our knees
and stand on our own two feet
and forgive the ultimate failure
of the first black president.
Forgive each other for killing each other
Black on black descendants of God,
and forgive us our elders
for neglecting forgiveness lessons
as the ultimate form of Jihad.
The irony of this poetic analogical text,
in the form of this epilogue, is that,
the business of the funeral services
of both, slain black youth, and cops,
are often conducted at the same mortuary, or church,
the same Lord's prayer, chapter and verse.
Same video reflections,
same grave site motorcade processions.
Everybody singing the same songs,
crying the same tears, and wondering,
just who's side is God on?
God is commanded to be on the side of the forgiver,
Matt 6:12 is still there for you to view.
I'll start this conversation by forgiving myself,
and feeling really good about forgiving you too.
- Sniper Azande Xzyzst (exist)