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Friday, May 01, 2009 

I just wanted to take a moment to thank EVERYONE who's been supporting me on this journey with my unauthorized biography series.  The response has been unbelievable so far and it means a lot to know that it's connecting with some many people.  I also wanted to take a moment to thank the ppl at MYSPACE who hava also been supporting the series from the VERY FIRST CHAPTER! Right now the JIMI bio is a featured video on the main myspace music page for all those who live in Canada:

http://music.myspace.com/
 


It's also featured in the video section on Myspace (US):

http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=videos


As I keep moving forward I may take you in directions you might not anticipate but know that I put my heart into every single chapter no matter what.  Hopefully you'll still all be following once I reach Chapter 12!

For everybody asking, once the series is done I'll be releasing a special box set with  all the songs, all the videos on a DVD, a lyric book, and artwork.  Look out for that!  But in the meantime I'll be releasing the first 5 Chapters as bonus tracks to my upcoming mixtape 'HIP HOP IN 3D' dropping in June!!!!!

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Shaun Boothe

Tuesday, January 20, 2009 

Unauthorized Biographies of Martin Luther King Jr & Barack Obama




 



 



 


Born January, 1929



Atlanta, Georgia. they were poor but


He was a good child from a good home

 

Read the Good book, took the good road

 

And at 15 he was in college now

 

On the fast track

 

But on that last lap

 

Somewhere deep inside he realized

 

‘A life serving the lord’…how can he surpass that?



So then he became a preacher just like his father way



Montgomery Baptist Church

 

Tired but he had to work



‘Cause those days



There wasn’t much hope if you don’t pray



In the segregated south



Where they degraded and played us out



He said forget the law



It’s ok to disobey and resist



If the civil disobedience has a noble cause



And it’s done non violently most of all



Then along came a seamstress



By the name of ..Rosa.. who chose ta



Not give her seat up



When they threw her in jail a movement would erupt



A 380 day bus boycott where Martin was the leader



And so they refused to ride, unified



They would rather walk than pay one fair



With laws that’s unfair



So they walked and they walked



Til the city buses were vacant



and they gave in



But our victory was bitter sweet



Seeing all that misery



Fast forward – new day



On with the crusade



Next stop Freedom Rides



They continued risking lives



As a group of interracial youth take two



Buses thru the deep south



Everybody freaking out



Just exercising constitutional rights



And they beat us wit lead pipes



Buses got slashed tires



Bombs thru the window



They watched it catch fire



But, Martin, see he knew



Their violence would backfire



And when it made the evening news



That meant the world was watchin



And the president had no other option but to hop in




 


So in comes The National Guard



And we won that battle but the war raged on



So young Martin he was back on his job



Went from ....Albany.... to ....Birmingham....



Really I don’t understand



How they can treat a learned man



Like he wasn’t worth a damn



They took Martin, locked him up



Still he said aint no stoppin us



Came out a renewed man



Said lets find a new plan



They knew that their phones were tapped



So they spoke in code for that



He said to overflow the jails would be the only way



Create a crisis - make em negotiate



He was right and ordered segregation be let go



And in ’63 they signed Kings Manifesto



Fast forward to Selma– Bloody Sunday

 

Who’d a thought this one day

 

Would be one of the most  N O T O R I O U S

 

The U.S would ever know




 


Bombs at his home



Still he kept goin



Blade thru his chest plate 



He was back thee next day



In and outta chains



He shouldered the pain



Only thing that could stop him



Was that bullet with his name



God Bless




 

The unauthorized biography of MLK JR



From being the youngest person to receive the Nobel Peace Prize



Or his Ghandhian non violent approach to fighting for equality



He’s probably most recognized for his Lincoln Memorial Speech ‘I have a dream’



He wasn’t alive to see it



But that dream came true



(and here he is)




 


Born Barack Hussein Obama



Mama white as a dove, father black as they come



Honolulu, Hawaii is where he was first brought up


 

Growin up he was caught up



Playin ball, poor grades



He was just livin up to what Black people were thought of



Til one day he said ‘that’s not us, not at all’



Buckled down



Got into Columbia, Harvard Law



Spun around



Right into The U.S Senate

 

And after that keynote speech at the DNC


He would be



Seen as someone who can lead the way



In a Presidential race for a country in need of change



And when he beat McCain he became



The 1st African American to be elected President



Looking back they say Martin walked



so Obama could run



three dots



because his legacy has just begun






Next Chapter…






Jimi Hendrix


Tuesday, January 20, 2009 

The Unauthorized Biography of Muhammad Ali....


 

Born Cassius Clay Jr.

January 17th in ‘42

Louisville, Kentucky he grew up
A little boy doing what a little boy do
‘Til somebody stole his bike
Swearing up and down they would pay the price
A police officer overheard
Laughed at the child and gave advice
Told him to take that rage to fight
Come to my gym and train to fight
Little did he know that would change his life
Make him a star, put his name in lights
As an amateur he would bandage up
anyone he faced
due to his tutelage
even then you knew the kid
was destined to be great
golden child
8 golden gloves, on the road to Olympic gold in ....Rome....
Everything he dreamed
Got his ticket then his feet got cold
Praying in the aisles on the way to the fight
He made it
And in that 1960 Olympics victory
He declared himself the greatest
Critics watched and frowned at his boxing style
Said he couldn’t keep his guard up
He went pro and they still couldn’t knock him down
Hands low, damn he could dance though
Made em look too stiff to box
A punch too quick to clock
You get hit before you get from tic to toc
And by ’64 he was giving knockout predictions
What round they would hit the floor
Ridiculing his opposition
Dismissed as the Louisville Lip
Outspoken but never out boxed
Liston finally gave in
And Clay got his first title shot
He even put out an album
Threw a few Sonny poems together
And called it ‘I am the Greatest’
Some say the 1st battle raps ever
He said he’d knock him out in 8
But nobody believed, nobody listened
Till the headlines came
‘Cassius Clay beats Sonny Liston’

And after that huge upset he upset the world

When he announced he was a member of the nation of Islam

He lashed back like ‘What was it I did wrong? Huh?’

And in the fashion of Malcolm X

For whom he had profound respect

From his slave name he said I’m free

And he became young Muhammad Ali

Then the love for him got out weighted by outrage

And fear of his new devout faith

To an organization perceived as only being about hate

Then he refused the draft, denounced the war

On the grounds of religious beliefs, then they hated him more

They told him go to jail or go to ....Vietnam....

Then they took his title and his boxing license

So he took it to court and fought 3 years long

Now somewhere in that time ....America.... realized the war was wrong

And he went from traitor to hero

And in a year or so he was coming back strong

Moving with such grace and ease

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Hand can’t hit what your eyes can’t see

Then came the fight of the century

Ali. Joe Frasier

As far as match ups there were no greater

1st professional loss, but he would beat him in a rematch later

But by the n Frasier lost the belt

To a man by the name of George Foreman

Much stronger and younger than Ali

Still he said I’m in if you’re in

Then came the Rumble in the Jungle

Promoted by Don King

In 74 they went to ....Zaire....

He got out the plane like ‘What do I hear?’

They were saying ‘Ali Buma Ye Ali Buma Ye’

It was much more than some ego stroke

He knew he gave the poor people hope

Against the odds, toe to toe

Swarming crowds overflow

But no matter how hard he fought

They said Foreman would never be stopped

But instead of going blow for blow

He let him go for broke

Punch himself out

Later they would call it the rope-a-dope

And in the 8th round everything turned around

Ali springs from the ropes swinging fearlessly and Foreman goes down

And the whole crowd erupts in amazement when he can’t beat the count

And a new King is crowned

Fighting for the poor and oppressed

His victory made history

But it was more than just being the best

It was character, it was charisma

Being someone that cares for us

He redefined the word CHAMPION

To a category that the rest can’t be in

.. ..

[talking]

.. ..

The unauthorized biography of Muhammad Ali

Epilogue

The next seven years of his legendary boxing career were not without its price

And in the early 80’s he would go on to develop Parkinson’s disease

Presumably due to all of the punishment he had endured

But that didn’t stop Ali from what he called his true life calling

In humanitarian endeavours

Travelling around the world as the goodwill ambassador to us all

The end

Next up Martin Luther King, Jr. and Barack Obama

 

Wednesday, November 26, 2008 

Unauthorized Biography of Bob Marley

 

Born Nesta Robert Marley in ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />JAMAICA

In a small village by the name of Nine Miles

Two slaps on the bottom and he was on his way

Mama only 18 and his father was a white man 32 years her senior

The couple got married but it wasn't too long he'd leave her like nice seein ya

Much like the slave masters who'd chase after

That young black naïve girl promising the world

He sang the same song and then he was gone

Abandoned, little Bobby and his mama Cedella

So they got up, moved to the city of Kingston to start a new life together

And then they went down

To a government yard in trench town

Some say that it got that name from the open sewer that ran thru her

Either way that's where he grew up

From then on,

In the slums with the squatters, oddly he grew very fond

But little man had to be strong

Cuz in his day it was a disgrace to be mixed race

So he always had to keep his fists raised

And it wasn't long they would call him Tough Gong

Cuz word got around he'd lay you down

And often with da rudeboys and the shottas he was found

See back then he was still a boy, just tryna fill a void

That his father left when he left

And that's when he met Joe Higgs

Who taught him how to sing, he released a couple songs

Then he met Peter Tosh who would teach him the guitar

And they started up a group with another friend Bunny

And they dreams were so big

And that group was called the Wailing Wailers

And in 63 when they 1st song hit the scene

They wend from nameless to famous

And they would quickly be the favorites

Finally there was a voice 4 the innercity youth that the people could relate with

However, back at Studio One where the songs were made

they never got paid

Plus Bob Marley was going thru change

Searching for where his heart lies

And in '66 he would marry his girlfriend Rita

Key to his spiritual growth

She would help to convert him to Rastafari

"Rasta don't work for no C.I.A."

So gone were the Rude Boy anthems and musically

his new beliefs were fused into every new release

1st album was catch a fire in 72

it wasn't hard to tell he was soon to be

the yardstick against which

reggae will forever be measured

A few albums later Bob Marley and the Wailers

Now internationally known

Try and put on a free show back home

For the poor, ravaged by political war

Suffering

You see he was a political force that rivaled the government

And it being election time they kicked down his door

Gunmen start runnin in and they shot

On the eve of the concert, him and his wife, and they dropped

I suppose they were tryna stop the..

"movement of Jah people

they had to make it known

gunsmoke'll fumigate your home

You ain't gonna sway no votes

Singing songs, away you go (gun shots)

And he was left for dead, but there were none braver

Then defiantly, two days later

Arm in a sling, he got on stage

Started to sing, they stood amazed

And he pushed on, millions after millions sold

Transcending all genres, he was healing souls

Then a toe injury from playing football

Turned out cancerous, what was the chance of it

Still he kept on, he said that's how life goes

No matter where it stops he was on the right road

And on his last day, laying sick in bed

Mama by his head, this is what he said…

'no woman no cry, no woman no cry'

Thursday, September 04, 2008 
The things James Brown did not just for hip-hop but for music as a WHOLE is incredible to say the least. His contributions to all of our lives will never be forgotten. R.I.P. one the greatest of all times!


THE UNAUTHORIZED BIOGRAPHY OF JAMES BROWN


May third, 1933

James Brown is born - stillborn delivery

Revived by resusitation

His childhood was nothin amazin

Abandonned at 4

Mama took a dash for that door

Guess it's hard bein that poor

Raised by his aunt in Augusta,

Georgia. 16 wound up cuffed up

Armed robbery

Spend three years state property

But at least he ate properly

Locked up he joined a band called the Flames

And reconnected with his gospel roots

Leadin the band was a man by the name Bobby Byrd

And his family helped get Brown parolled

After countless shows on the Chitlin Circuit

The Flames agreed and James became lead

Switchin from gospel to R&B

Their first song released was 'Please, please, please'

That was '56

Two years later they had a 1 hit

See they ain't never seen feet that quick

Or the elaborate theatrics that he patented

Like the cape routine

Even the way he screamed

Became a part of his personal trademark

But he wasn't nationally known

Till after he released the Live at The Apollo LP

In '63 but originally

The label didn't see it sellin, they was like 'Why chance it?'

So he financed it

And before you knew it, it was gigantic

Credited for turnin gospel to soul

then soul to funk

when his band emphasized the One

Had 'em screamin 'I'm Black and I'm proud!'

From old to young

Told his people don't hold your tongue

That was '68 in the summer

Before that we was callin eachother colored

In '72 the Black leader

Was asked to score the film Black Ceasar

Which was about Black mobsters and so

In fun they called him the Godfather of Soul

And he stuck with it

Just tellin you how they came up with it

Now with everybody jackin his swagger

From Jackson to Jagger

His influence kept music improvin

Funkmaster

Even Elvis wanted his band for back-up

Two times he revolutionized Black music

Then he did it with rap music

They took his grooves, used them as they own

Searchin his songs like siftin for gold

Ironically the nuggets they did chop

Created the golden era of hip-hop

He ran the whole scene

Had em searchin for that James Brown soul like dope fiends

But it wasn't all rosy

Flattered

But when you don't see proceeds...

It pissed him off

they would get rich and not hit him off

When it's him that they samplin

He didn't hate rap, he just wanted payback

Like "Damn, I made that!" [I'm mad]

But now top of the list is he

The most sampled artist in history

Sampled by nearly every veteran in rap

His mark in Hip-Hop another feather in his cap

The unauthorized biography of James Brown.

Epilogue...

Leavin a legacy of over 115 charted hits

And I believe six children

He is considered perhaps the most influencial person

In music history

Not without flaw but who is?

Deceased December 25th, 2006.

Then end.

Next chapter...Bob Marley

Tuesday, April 03, 2007 
 THE REPORTER

Written by:Shaun Boothe

INTRO:

This is add news with anchorman Shaun Boothe
And five time anchorman of the year Travis Zimmerman
And now to the news desk


Travis:
Hi, my name is Travis Zimmerman and welcome to ADD news
I'm here reporting live with anchorman Shaun Boothe. Shaun…

VERSE 1:

Shaun:
Thanks Travis and thank you all for tuning in
Now before you start tuning out lets begin
With the new trend to eat more and move less
Obesity is now the new leading cause of death
Yup, a hamburger is more likely to murder you than a black man's burner
In further news, according to law enforcers
The difference between police brutality and order is really a camcorder
And recent polls extended the end of an era
Of a little moron and his war on terror
But president Bush insists he's not drilling for oil
Those weapons of mass destruction are in the soil
And while less and less people are working
The least threatened occupation is the cosmetic surgeon
Finally not to disrupt natural order
The rich continue to get richer while the poor get poorer

CHORUS:

Travis:
Well ok then, moving right along
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
In the world news, everything is going wrong and
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
Nevertheless, kids don't forget
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
This is the news, This is the news
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah

VERSE 2:

Shaun:
Studies show that nobody knows a damn thing
So they buy into whatever studies show
But contrary to racial profiling
All young black males are NOT prone to violence
And being Arabic doesn't guarantee you're a terrorist
Solemnly sworn to some code of silence
And in business news, seems the gas crisis
Was really a marketing scheme to jack prices
And judging by how high they are
We'll get the electric chair before the electric car
But all the poverty and violence
No one's got time to worry about the environment
But that hole in the ozone lair didn't go nowhere
So wear some sun block if you got your nose in the air
SPF 15 and up
Now pay attention white folks cause I don't need the stuff
70 acres of nature are lost each minute
And possibly the cure to a lot of disease with it
Sad but true, but don't worry you'll forget it by tomorrow afternoon
Travis back to you

CHORUS:

Travis:
Great stuff, moving right along Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
In the world news, everything is going wrong and  Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
Nevertheless, kids don't forget Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah
This is the news, This is the news Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah

VERSE 3:

Shaun:
According to Fashin File
A 'must have' for every celeb is an African child
And in even lighter news, when it come to lookin sexier
Nine out of ten models prefer bolemia to anorexia
And with the warning shots cops (are) lettin go
Live now  'cause you never know
And remember folks
If I ain't say it - it ain't worth repeatin'
Signing off I'm Shaun Boothe - better know as SEAZON