These Women Are About To Tell You Some Things That Are Absolutely None Of Your Business
Holy shit women on fire. This video gave me chills. If you do nothing at all today - watch this!
this shit is fucking A+++++++++++++++++ omg perfection
these ladies spittin’ some real shit ya’ll better pay attention
That world has arrived
going through my likes and bringing this back because it’s so fucking important
Wu-Tang Clan-Impossible (by UTWuTangClan)
Ladies and Gentlemen I give you the RZA…
Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
Women walk around celibate, livin irrelevant
The most benelovent king, communicatin through your dreams
Mental pictures been painted, Allah’s heard and seen
everywhere, throughout your surroundin atmosphere
Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenemants
Eighty-Five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients
Stapleton’s been stamped as a concentration camp
At night I walk through, third eye is bright as a street lamp
Electric microbes, robotic probes
Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
Testin poison in prison population
My occupation to stop the innauguration of Satan
Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men
like Bartholemew, cause every particle is physical article
was diabolical to the last visible molecule
A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicron
Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron
I am fucking HYPED for tomorrow’s Lady Wu show. I am so hungry to beast that stage. You have no IDEA how we have stepped up our game. We’ve been living, breathing, shiting, visioning, drinking, and dreaming everything Wu-Tang. Ghostface Killah is my spirit animal. Tomorrow night NO FUCKS will be given. No Prisoners taken. We coming to bring the pain and slay you in your throat chakra. I feel like fighting, fucking, smoking, and dranking. Tony Starks would be proud. DENVER ARE YOU READY!?!?!? Is Ya Neck Protected?!?!?! Where all my French-vanilla’s, butter-pecans ricans, chocolate-deluxe’s and caramel sundaes’s at?!?!?!? Leave you problems at home. Leave your children at home. LADY WU is coming for you…don’t say I didn’t warn you. WU-TANG MUTHAFUCKA’S!!!!!!!
20 Years ago this year, the Wu introduced us to the intricacies of 36 chambers. The Lady Wu is here to pay tribute to the genius that is the Wu-tang Clan.
These women MC’s are incredible artists in their own right, making their personas as various members of the Wu even more authentic and succinct.
Don’t miss this show.
H*Wood & Dj Fiv8
Live Art: Aisha Renee, KarmaLeigh & Alba Valerdi
Raekwon: ODB Had Face of Bravery When He Died (by djvlad)
R.I.P ODB, Osiris, Dirt Dog, Freeloading Rusty, Big Baby Jesus, Dirt McGirt, The Bebop Specialist, Ason Unique. Wu-Tang is Forever…muthafuckas!!!
Wu-Tang Clan - Reunited (by WuTangClanVEVO)
Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula
Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize your stigma
Stinkbox, order from pink dot
MC’s get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sinkbox
Wu-Tang Incorp. take your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim Thorpe
How can I put it? Life is like video footage
Hard to edit, directors, that never understood it
I’m too impulsive, my deadly corrosive dosage
attack when you least notice through explosive postage
I don’t play, the rap souflee sautee for the day
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig A, Leg Leg Arm Head
Spread like plague, we drink Hennessee by the jig
I got the golden egg plus the goose
Eighty proof, Absolut, mixed with cranberry fruit juice
Ginseng boost, I got yo’ neck in a noose
Keep my money wrinkled, the rap star twinkle killer instinct
sixteen bar nickle sell more copies than Kinko
Grow like a fetus with no hands and feet to complete us
and we return like Jesus, when the whole world need us
Life is Fine
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered! I came up twice and cried! If that water hadn't a-been so cold I might've sunk and died. But it was Cold in that water! It was cold! I took the elevator Sixteen floors above the ground. I thought about my baby And thought I would jump down. I stood there and I hollered! I stood there and I cried! If it hadn't a-been so high I might've jumped and died. But it was High up there! It was high! So since I'm still here livin', I guess I will live on. I could've died for love— But for livin' I was born Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry— I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die. Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!
by Nazim Hikmet
translated by Mutlu Konuk and Randy Blasing
Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example-- I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation. Living is no laughing matter: you must take it seriously, so much so and to such a degree that, for example, your hands tied behind your back, your back to the wall, or else in a laboratory in your white coat and safety glasses, you can die for people-- even for people whose faces you've never seen, even though you know living is the most real, the most beautiful thing. I mean, you must take living so seriously that even at seventy, for example, you'll plant olive trees-- and not for your children, either, but because although you fear death you don't believe it, because living, I mean, weighs heavier.
Let's say we're seriously ill, need surgery-- which is to say we might not get up from the white table. Even though it's impossible not to feel sad about going a little too soon, we'll still laugh at the jokes being told, we'll look out the window to see if it's raining, or still wait anxiously for the latest newscast. . . Let's say we're at the front-- for something worth fighting for, say. There, in the first offensive, on that very day, we might fall on our face, dead. We'll know this with a curious anger, but we'll still worry ourselves to death about the outcome of the war, which could last years. Let's say we're in prison and close to fifty, and we have eighteen more years, say, before the iron doors will open. We'll still live with the outside, with its people and animals, struggle and wind-- I mean with the outside beyond the walls. I mean, however and wherever we are, we must live as if we will never die.
This earth will grow cold, a star among stars and one of the smallest, a gilded mote on blue velvet-- I mean this, our great earth. This earth will grow cold one day, not like a block of ice or a dead cloud even but like an empty walnut it will roll along in pitch-black space . . . You must grieve for this right now --you have to feel this sorrow now-- for the world must be loved this much if you're going to say "I lived". . .
Method Man, Ghostface, Raekwon - Our Dreams (by MethGhostRaeVEVO)
Aiyo, listen here, shorty, Camay glow
You know we both make angels when we lay in the snow
Heat the house with the oven when the cheese got low
Cuz Toney, can’t be out there pushing that blow
You made plans and dreams, not grands of schemes
I wanna search for the meaning of love, see what it means
Cuz we hustle so hard, cross so many bridges
Made babies, took trips to the mall, for family pictures
And our souls is magnetic, we the meaning of destiny
Be that banker of trust that looks to invest in me
Together, to get her, means for me to get you
We back, reunite like the Wu
See we soul mates, we melt like cookies and cream
And I fiend for the days and the nights to sex my queen
So no matter how hard it seems, dreams come true
Keep Allah in our hearts, hugs and kisses, Toney Starks
ITS SPRING!!!!! And Freedom Of Speech is here for your poetry church / Bikram Poetry / Community House of Poetic healing on. This May 21 F.O.S is excited to feature the Niya The Duchess of Wordplay Owens. She’s got a new book out and we are going to celebrate and support this epic artist. Come allow yourself to be transported to a place of magic and growth by way of Niya’s words. Come allow Niya’s art to put a piece of your spirit back together. Come love and be loved. Come grace us with your magic on the open mic. Come be uplifted by those who read on the open mic. All art and all artist are always welcome. List goes out at 7:30. Set begins between 7:45-8pm. Hosted by LadySpeech. Located in the Basement of the Gypsy House Cafe. Love and light my friends.