We strive to be the best. But when we lose, we should walk away gracefully. Hate is such a turnoff. I suppose some like it. Haters themselves maybe? I love her as an artist. As a person, I don’t know her behind the facadeĀ š
It’s not easy for a woman to be super successful in the rap world. Why the drama? Remember the Iggy issue? š¤¦ BUT… this is the classic case of seeking attention for sales. A tactic to stay relevant.
Back to the album. It is GREAT. One of my favorites so far. There wasn’t so much pop this time around. Which is nice because she’s witty as F* and I love hearing what she comes up with. In LLC…she says she doesn’t have to pay for anyone to write her lyrics. And I believe her. The woman just has it. Kind of like Eminem. Their brain is like an aquarium tank that holds an ocean of words. It flows behind one another in perfect order. I can’t even say a complete sentence without throwing out “you know what I mean” because I can’t come up with any other words to describe what I am trying to get across š
Her Barbie’s one… O.M.G. I would hate to be on her bad side.
LLC is on repeat right now. Ladies boss up. I need to boss up š Of course, Meek has a song. Meek, I had no clue who you were until Nicki. And now, Meek who? This reminds me of the Kardashians. You mess with someone of that statue (not saying I look up to them or anything)…they have all this power and money and people love them. Like…talk bad about JLo and you will see this>>>Ā šæĀ come out of me š¤·
8 years on the scene and Nicki is still lite š„That’s awesome. I’m already excited for the next one. In the meanwhile, this album is going to help me build some confidence with a couple of projects I’m starting right now š
As I’m getting ready in the morning I can’t help but pause and think WOW. He goes there. Like really goes there. Some of his music is a bit much for me. But then there are the ones like this one. Lots of kudos to him and his writing team for nailing it. So on point.
Art at it’s most creative. #MusicIsLifeĀ
UNTOUCHABLE
Hands up, officer donāt shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other, itās no use
We aināt ever gonna grasp what each other goes through
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, ‘profile’
Then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably comin’ from the dope house
We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hidin’ that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we’d be delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin’ myself, keep doin’ like you’re doin’
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why? ‘Cause you’re a
White boy, white boy, you’re a rockstar
(My momma talkin’ to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don’t listen to her, ’cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable
(The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, whereād you get the chip on your shoulder at?
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up, we ’bout to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don’t have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
We’re fightin’ a crime war, here come the swine
Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities
That’s what we call ’em pigsties for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like just a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it’s like we’re drifting back in
To the sixties, having black skin is risky
‘Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassin’ to be a
White boy, white boy, you’re a rockstar
(My momma talkin’ to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don’t listen to her, ’cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable
(The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)
Seems like the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice than a black life span
I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape this circumstance
I’d rather hear ’em say “Die N-word” than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better disguised banter
But that’s life, strapped ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying, but McDonald’s
Seems to be the only franchise that’ll hire
So how can we have higher standards?
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
That’s why it’s at a stalemate
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop
Sendin’ white cops in the black neighborhoods
Who ain’t acclimated to ’em, like that’s the way to do it
Who seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism, the fear that a black face gives ’em
A subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?
‘Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area
Separated us, Section-Eight’d us
When we tear it upās the only time attentionās paid to us
And education sucks, and every day’s another
Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids
But canāt escape the sirens
Donāt take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the crime rateās the highest in
The lowest classes, it’s like a razor wire fence
And weāre trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devilās face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
It’s more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think weāre guilty ācause weāre black
“But you kill each other, facts
You peel each other’s caps, for silly stuff like hatsā
Single mother strugglinā through substance abuse
While people with nothin’ to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a derringer
Or be ācapped in Americaā like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is ’em beat charges
We done seen ’em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we don’t need all you crooked police officers’ peace offerings
Just keep marchin’, ’til we reach congress
But they’re gonna say you’re tryin’ to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist ‘ville
So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin’ this star-spangled spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the “Land of the Free” that made people slaves to build
Music evolves decade after decade. It will always be reinvented. With every new generation comes new beats and even wittier, more intelligent lyrics. Currently, we have a rapper who has decided to create his own wave. Not following the rest, but making music with true creativity while along sending a message. Ā I mean rappersĀ normallyĀ tell life stories based on themselves. And yes there is usually some sort of message that somehow relates to their life and yours. Rap comes in many forms, from gangster rappers like Dr. Dre to club hits like Pitbull. But currently I’veĀ discoveredĀ a rapper who not only raps about his experiences but alsoĀ defendsĀ a massive amount of people who are not particularly liked in the rap-hip hop world. Ā Since my child years, I remember rap commonly used Ā the word bitches and faggots in their rhymes. . My older brother would play 2 Short and I’d be livid feeling so disrespected. I guess I’ve always been a feminist ha ha. My mom took care of that for me š I no longer had to hear that type of music in the house. Me at 31 now, I can see that the world is changing. I can’t explain how living in a real life movement feels. Kinda surreal. Rap and its evolution, we’re in a historic moment people. Whether you care or agree…it has changed.
Human rights
What does it take for change?
It’s a single person, a group of very few or even thousands…their bravely brings on change.
It’s a single person, a group of very few or even thousands…their bravely brings on change. A pathway for so many others to be free. From civil wars to the fight for human rights. Do you know how those then, gave us what we have today? I’m thankful. Imagine if my day-to-day activity was cooking and doing laundry… not by choice, but that’s what was expected :0/ What if I wasn’t allowed to make my own money? The fact that women back before my time had no rights outside of the home is mind-blowing. I couldn’t imagine life that way. But things have changed in part to those who stood outside of the supreme court holding signs, chanting equal rights. And the lives that have been lost fighting for a cause. Thanks to them, for standing up against those in power riskingĀ everythingĀ to do what’s right. They are so greatly admired by many. Their legacies should be remembered forever, share them with your kids and so on. Greatness should always be shared.Ā Giving BackĀ is a great way to live, no matter how big or small. In whatever shape or form.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. ~Martin Luther King, JR.~
Who will you stand up for?
Change is viral now thanks to the internet. Have you ever heard of Change.org? Facebook, Twitter? Of course you have. We ordinary people have access to a wide range of people at the tip of our fingers. We share stories, we ask for support, and we post what we believe in. We’re able to make someone second guess themselves and even change the way they’re living. I’ll give you a couple of examples. I am a huge advocate for END ITĀ and SMF. Both are organizations bound together by love and compassion to end human sex/slaveryĀ trafficking. Through social media alone I’ve been able to spread the word. People who I’ve never seen post anything about it all the sudden started becoming voices. I stopped eating meat over a month ago, that’s a whole otherĀ blog post I’ll have to share. But I’ve started following organizations like Mercy For Animals and many more. I started posting facts and pictures. I even post food that I buy, post what I make, and I also post often about my struggles with trying to stay strong. People listen. Ā People who were not aware of all the abuse are aware now. I even have someone who decided to go Pescetarian just a week ago. All this with the power of the internet. So people can’t really say they don’t have time to fight for a good cause because they post and like on Facebook constantly. Why not use your voice for some good?
So my point is, you have the power, what will you do with it? Macklemore decided to risk his entire career to stand up for others.
Rap and its evolution….thanks to Macklemore, Ryan Lewis and Mary Lambert for paving the way for the next generation. This song is a fine example of how a few people can make a difference. They were justĀ recentlyĀ featured on the EllenĀ DeGeneresĀ show. She seemed so proud to have them on her stage. And I was so proud of Ellen for putting them on her stage. They are both making a positive impact in the world, for the people…it’s a beautiful thing. He’ll get some haters for it but heĀ obviouslyĀ doesn’t care. He rather be brave than a coward, standing up for what’s right. We need more people like him.
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
When I was in the 3rd grade
I thought that I was gay
Cause I could draw, my uncle was
And I kept my room straight
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
Sheās like, āBen youāve loved girls since before pre-Kā
Trippinā, yeah, I guess she had a point, didnāt she
A bunch of stereotypes all in my head
I remember doing the math like
āYeah, Iām good a little leagueā
A pre-conceived idea of what it all meant
For those who like the same sex had the characteristics
The right-wing conservatives think its a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition
Playing God
Ahh nah, here we go
America the brave
Still fears, what, we donāt know
And God loves all His children
Is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written
35 hundred years ago
I donāt know
[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
If I was gay
I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately
āMan thatās gayā
Gets dropped on the daily
Weāve become so numb to what weāre sayinā
Our culture founded from oppression
Yeah, we donāt have acceptance for āem
Call each other faggots
Behind the keys of a message board
A word routed in hate
Yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser
Itās the same hate thatās caused wars from religion
Gender and skin color
Complexion of your pigment
The same fight that lead people to walk-outs and sit-ins
Itās human rights for everybody
There is no difference
Live on! And be yourself!
When I was in church
They taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service
Those words arenāt anointed
And that Holy Water
That you soak in
Is then poisoned
When everyone else
Is more comfortable
Remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans
That have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same
But thatās not important
No freedom ātil weāre equal
Damn right I support it
I donāt know
[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]
[Verse 3: Macklemore]
We press play
Donāt press pause
Progress, march on!
With a veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
āTill the day
That my uncles can be united by law
Kids are walkinā around the hallway
Plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful
Someone would rather die
Than be who they are
And a certificate on paper
Isnāt gonna solve it all
But itās a damn good place to start
No lawās gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever god you believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath itās all the same love
About time that we raised up
[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I canāt change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]
[Outro: Mary Lambert]
Love is patient, love is kind
Love is patient (not cryinā on Sundays)
Love is kind (not crying on Sundays) [x5]
