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Tuesday, December 15, 2009 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYkfVByKAmM

Snip clip of Self Destruction, single form our 3rd CD, Expressions Without Weapons, delivering message that relevant, intelligent and delivered to the management not just delivering winning a slam as an accomplishment

Tuesday, December 15, 2009 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpFaKaTMeGM

Snip clip, end of Self Destruction, the single from our 3rd CD Expressions Without Weapons

Tuesday, December 15, 2009 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OsveQVO0ADY

Please listen, all you conspiracy theorist, its not a theory. Whats done in the dark comes to the light. the government lies, we die, relatives cry and those responsible don't pay, why?

Tuesday, December 15, 2009 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UujF1-ssS6g

This poem is about the contamination and health care issues @ the Kansas city plant. self Destruction is the title poem on our new cd, Expressions Without Weapons/ The Bill Of Rights

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 

Current mood:  disappointed

Apathy has woven me into her reality

I see so many children treat themselves like deffenbaughs waste

being a man is catching a case

and school is a land fill full of wasted opportunity.

My community has the blues

scholars don't wanna follow the rules

I before E except after C

intelligence before exocist except after consequence.

Black with authority is disrespected by minorities

we have back stabbing,

back biting, denying and lying

to our priorities.

If a black man takes a stand

his wife yells sit down.

The Paseo band wouldn't calm down so they could play

until the parents had too much to say

because when they started to play

the parents prevented me from hearing them anyway.

Apples don't fall far from trees

even on hills

because the seeds are left in the valley

looking up to mountains without climing.

The Central's coach says the athletes have no discipline

they believe race is a birth right to winning

until Pembrookhill is killing urban athletics

with logic based mathematics.

No answers without solutions

no solutions without problems

they out smart all our heart

so we fight fire with fire balling

shot calling and stalling on the street corner

the opposite of fire with fire

that's stupid trying to get fired

for unemployment.

We critisize the nerds who can read

like this is the ninteen forties and they are accomplishing something.

We run to the church and worship a false God

because all blame rolls up hill

and responsibility died on calvery

but God helps those who help themselves

meaning change happens when humanbeings

are on their job growing in the actions of an ideal.

We believe in a false hope

becasue faith without works are dead

and like the nigga said

If I don't keep it real grimy for a dime

somebody else will

but every one who changes their life

sacrifices use to for something new.

The fool young or old says this is all I know

but the trick is on the fool

becasue every day you learn something new

to choose with what to do.

Skipping school is a choice not the thing to do

so you can go do what you want to

but refusing to learn how to take care of yourself

is self hatred when ever you get through

lying to your self is worse than lying to some one else.

The children wanna go swimming but can't pay to get in the pool,

wanna be cool but can't pay the lights

and this is why I'm hot this is whay I'm hot

this is why, this is why

this is why I'm hot becasue

I paid the gas bill

while your still trying to fill your pockets

with artifacts

without art in facts

this is why 2pac got shot

talking bout is glock

but when I saw him on the block

sixteen bars got him popped

rapping what your not to get a knot

locked and loaded in a lyrical drive by

telling lies

because without self worth other than false pride

you would have committed suicide.

We live by quotes but don't know why

what's up? Shit

what's happenin? Nothing

where you going? nowhere

how you gettn there? money fool

but only a fool would want something

he doesn't know how to use

to achieve something that has no defining goal

other than to be up to shit.

We get higher than an higher education graded on a curve

because the curb is the only thing turning the corner.

We brag about what we had being bad on grand theft auto,

We cop what we got mesmerized by halo

and we recite history of what we did on play station

planted on the couch getting fat like a patato

representing or skin only on the surface

because when it comes to accomplishment

virtual relatiy is worthless.

I'm a sixties baby working afros, dread locks and soul.

My black fist glows protest

as young folks dap fist

since they forgot how to fight with hands

symbolizing reading the laws

calculating injustice

and writing new legislation

because respect is an occupation

but gun play

wrote new laws to put our lives on pause

because slavery is indoctrination.

Black people have suffered bastardization

nothing gets respect but a dead president

as we worship the hand that enslaves us.

We cuss because we're to microwave to use the oven

and warm up reactions to critism

plus its already hot in the kitchen

missing the fact you have to be cool to listen.

We fuss at the symptons

throw away the medicine

got a house on the hamptons

which might as well be 39th and prospect

since a stereotype is suspect

to the projects of interrogation.

Drugs and entertaining are our education

videos maintaining the status flow

bitches and hoes

money cars and clothes

but no soul

because i soul at least has a goal in heaven

while niggas popularize surviving.

We sag use to wearing bags

or showing our ass

when we asked the master for clothes and he said to bad

and sad turned to anger,

management became a stranger

while pride died and life

looked for a drive by to kill apathy inside

 

Friday, April 18, 2008 

Current mood:  focused
Category: Writing and Poetry
I have been surfing famecast and I feel like these poets submitting poems performed at home, on the block, in the back yard and every place except in front of an audience are direspecting themselves if they call themselves professionals and hurting our cause more than helping by submitting bootleg productions.
We poets, performance poets and spoken word artist have to step our game up. We are on a campaign to be recognized as the art form we are and represent and no matter how much I might like the piece submitted,
I'm from the showme state and you gotta showme you earning your stripes working a crowd to survive the critisms, hand claps and all that comes with everything in between. I just have to say if you want my respect or the respect of any person performs as a professional step up to the mic to face lifes likes and dislikes because the title professioanl comes with a price called sacrifice. I want to know who is with me and who is against me and why? I do and will appreciate your responses because the worst thing that will hapeen is I will grow and the best thing that could happen only the future knows.
Peace love respect and blessings
Priest
Monday, March 03, 2008 

Current mood:  excited
Category: Writing and Poetry
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Real Talk Rhyme Activist

 

I am not a poet, a slam poet, a spoken word artist

or a spoken word performance artist.

I'm a real talk rhyme activist,

so if you not ready for some real talk

find something else to do for the next 3 minutes,

go get a drink, take a smoke break,

go to the restroom and wait

because I don't want your ears to waste my time

The methamphetamine capital of the US

is less than three hours from Kansas City, Missouri 

where Missouri, Kansas,

Oklahoma and Arkansas meet

only six hours from Nebraska

where the president runs during attacks on national security

like 911

so is it a coincidence, conspiracy or symbolic

the white house is a F.D.A. picture of drug policy.

Today small town Mayberry has a,

it's boring so lets get high policy

Democracy with very few blacks

if any living in the community.

There were 1189 meth related bust

in Missouri in 2007

but very few on television

because meth is predominantly use by whites

like crack and welfare checks, check the facts.

If every black in America was addicted,

considering we are only twelve percent of the population and only three percent of us are suspected

of using or trafficking

we still can't make the majority

but free press uses propaganda to keep our lives a mess

keeping black males, black mailed behind the eight ball and like pool we are balling to be knocked in a pocket

by a night stick, beating us with lies until they stick

like the words have fallen from the mouth Jesus

witnessing to the witness who aint seen a damn thing

or studied any research to show thyself approved,

proven I can't believe or trust you.

The American coalition of workers is fighting

immigration laws wondering when our government

will take a stand

because immigration

is taking jobs away from the Black man.

Statements like this prove to me we don't understand Government is big business

and as long as you have corporate lobbyist

financing policy passing bundles of cash under the table, change is what you get back after spending your money unless you, me, we put three million people

in congresses lobby

and for one day to weeks at a time we boycott the economy like Rosa Parks, walk the talk show me because actions speak louder than words.

United we stand divided we fall

and most of you aint heard me at all,

you are worried about your job, family, mortgage, car payment and putting food on the table

blind to see your independence is dependence,

to be socially secure you have to be insecure

to be held in security by social security,

financing the hypocrisy

making big brother America the world's enemy

and we are all responsible because we pay taxes

which is voluntary

but most don't know that

so go to pay no taxes dot com (paynotaxes.com) 

and study American history.

Gas prices have risen one hundred percent

while oil companies are making billions in profits

and we are proving to the leaders that we will believe

and follow what ever they feed us

even after investigations prove the government cheated us of the truth.

Poor righteous teachers can't stop these deceivers

because a prophet is sold out for thirty pieces

when my poetic thesis isn't entertaining like calgon

to take you away

because the most important topic of today

is to see more bucks, blow up and bust a nut

while getting fucked trying to determine

who used steroids playing America's game.

Baseball, hot dogs, peanuts and apple pie

in a drive by where a pencil like a bat

is used to knock your balls over the wall of decency

and home runs on peanuts in a culturally mixed society thrown together like a hot dog from scraps of constituents covered in blood and yellow tape,

I mean catch up if you got the mustard,

to get a piece of the pie.

Homelessness in America

compared to third world countries is like being on vacation while the most powerful country in the world

can't offer its elderly a fair price for medication.

This is a bastard civilization with an orphans complex nobody gets respect but a check,

last I checked they saying goes,

money talks and bullshit walks,

in the shoes of those living on their knees

while I'm on stage taking a stance

and if I hear crickets when it's time to clap

it's because the poem never had a chance

just like my chance of being African again.

Knowledge without fame 

I'm the poet goes by the name?

Priest

 

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Sunday, May 20, 2007 

Category: Art and Photography
Wednesday, May 16, 2007 

Current mood:  excited

In my life time I have said yes Ma'am and no Ma'am

Yes Sir and no Sir

to more people whom I didn't know their names

than those I did

I have showed respect to more elders  I'm not related to

than those I am

and I have listen to more stories ,

asked more questions

took more directions

in a salty mood

from and elder I wasn't related too

only because their are more people in the world I'm not related to

and I feel it's important to have a cosmopolitan view

I hang out with the older generation

because their wisdom  is the jewel

proved because they stand before me and you

composed of stories of living through

So!

Why is the obvious oblivious

and we have a generation

that doesn't understand the concept of us

from birth until we become a cog in the wheel of society

of a working adult responsibility

every thing we recieve, have, use or abuse

is passed down from one generation to the next

Every elder has paid a price for the next generation to survive

and the tears in my eyes are there because

I have to explain the obvious to a spoiled brat full of selfishness and arrogance

disrespecting love with  temper tantrums suffering lack of self consciousness

from the day a child is concieved the debt to the elders begins

Your mother, father, neither or both ate to feed your fetus

and the debts grows from the farmer, packer, transporter,

dock worker who recieved the goods,

the stock worker who shelved the goods,

the cashier who sold your mother the food,

the mint workers who created the money we use.

Every facet of society is maintained by adults for children

your mother, father, niether or both

may have been your direct access to your needs

but there have been billions of people

collectively responsible for eveything

you recieve, have, use or abuse

and the pain in my heart is for a generation I have to explain this to

respect your elders

because they took care of you before you could take care of your self. 

Who cleaned the delivery room you were born in?

whowas/is the parking attendant, the security guard,

that woman or man who died in a war protectin your freedoms?

who manufactured the car, bus, bicycle, tricycle or sidewalks you used for transportation?

Who built the house you live in: the school you go to?

Who taught the teacher who taught you?

all these people have provided life for you

99 perecent of eveything you will ever have, recieve, use or abuse

Somebody you don't know and  may never meet

gave of their time, breath and life giving us their works

left behind so eveything in the skyline is how adults become elders

and died for others

Nobody can point to any one person for humanity

collectively we maintain all that we share.

love your neighbor as you love yor self

so lofty words we preach to

"live contradictions with conflicting convictions"(Maximus Parthis)

so many people confuse knowledge with under standing,

speaking a truth isn't understanding,

your hearts will is proven when tested,

if you bite the hand that feeds you when you don't get your way

Proof is in the pudding 

the words you say blow away like the wind

and your foundation is built on sand.

As a young man, me and my friend would cipher about this truth

but now in these times it seems like

God has hardened the hearts of our youth and the truth has no value

ignorant of what is common between people

critisizing differences attacking images impatince blinding common sense

to sense or be aware of what connects us all

united we stand an together we fall

Sodom and Gomorah living evil ways

and none of us is perfect but unfortunately we can say

The world is worse in this day

So every day I pray

for those that hate me

for those who hate love

for those who find it easier to disagree than agree

for those who have eyes but can't see we

for those who peace is angry

for those curse to express love

as I cry in a pain of joy

because I love even those I have to let go

like Lot's wife after disrespecting God's direction

our parent figure

leading us in the direction of freedom

like every person before the next to come

pathed the way for more to come

and like my example

I live by going forward and not looking back

peace love and respect

Priest

Friday, May 04, 2007 

Current mood:  calm

the out side

don't make the inside

just like telling

doesn't constitue knowing

seeing isn't believing

because behavior

is the charactor

representing the actor

playing a part in perception

unread stories making up chapters

until the book ends

if you don't read

betweem the lines

you will never find laughter

the only sound made

that finds fixes and cures

what ever in life you are after