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Can I wade in your water till I catch I wave?
This fuckin guy Bao Phi, yo.
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No Question by Bao Phi (2011)to the white girl who saw a bunch of us little Southeast Asian kids watch her brother play a video game in the Asian grocery and said “these gooks are surrounding us.”
Did we douse you in chemicals that twisted your future generations
to flesh pretzels
stripmine your resources
then fusion fuck your family dinnerDid we light garlands of fire
onto your sacred mountains,
push your people to tiny fingers of dry land
explore what was already found
then name your beautiful landmarks
after ourselvesDid we push your people into jobs
where toxic fumes turned your lungs to scorched wings
your nails breaking on our skin
to paint ours prettyDid we spin your history to smoke
Hook you on snorting the ashesDid we convince the entire world your men
have cocks small as minnows
scar barbed wire borders using plastic surgery
break your legs to
make you tallerDid we gentrify your love life
Did we convince your people
that we taught them the word love
and what it means to be freeDid we redefine torture
for our own benefitDid we measure ourselves in fathoms
then force you to swim in us
until you drown?these gooks are surrounding us
if only
that were true.
(via kiwizzo)
I remember when all these things were just a thought or an idea. Now its real and tangible. I’m soooo happy right now. Inspired and ready to continue pursuing my dreams.
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~ Revolution - Enrico Abadesco
Put my heart down
So loud that the pounds of my blood
Sound fists of thousand brown profound
Militant mouths blaow with a crowd
Fight for now
Heavy sound…like owwwww
It’s only an ounce
New style I only announce
Love is the thought I solely pronounce
Like my tongue on her waist she surely will shout
Revolution Gabriella
With the movement
By her side with a true hand
With love that’s the truest
You sleep I’m right on to that new shit
It’ll only take two secs
A dolla and dream
I achieve with my two cents
Dumb rappers, place their
Hip-hop heads right where the noose ends
My vocals cut like a knife to my loose ends
Cut like a mic to the movement
Cut like the lights when her thighs
Up and I move in
Cut like movie
Scene ends
See him
Like
Tn
T to be beat
Like he bang
Began while
He end
With a heat blast
Packed with Philippine flag
When he spaz
He grab facts
When the beat bash
Emcees that
Black out when he rap
Let peace rang
Change where he be at
2-0-6ness
Armed with a bullhorn and a spirit
100-year revolution vision
Kick-in doors
Scream so you hear it
Get the picture…ain’t he photogenic?
Jeans cuffed selvage with a bolo swingin’
Nipa Hut Northwest in his dome he spitting
Hit the scene with a dream and culture with him
Uhh…
That’s a dual Identity Filipino-American entity
No fuck that engineer/rapper/activist chemistry
Mixed with a melody
Anakbayan flow, go cold with the energy
Promo so dope soul with letters seams
One whole world just know there no enemies
Balancing love expressing my inner me
Now ask you who are
Rise up or you asking to fall
Move in with your passion involved
Youth with your mind masses can charge
Down with it all
Power to the People announce it to God
Speak up, we’re profound with our love
And I love how you don’t like art without a message
Third world sister, never sacrificing substance for
style
But stylish with a golden type smile
