Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Times

The Times Cover

Here's a track I jumped on from Apollo Brown's brilliant "Clouds" instrumental album. Something about the mood of the beat finally made me put to words how I felt about the situation in north Africa & specifically my home country of Sudan. Listen & download below. I've also posted the lyrics for anyone interested in reading them, peace.


Televised revolutions on the net/

Only yet we're witnessing connecting us could pose a threat/

Over through the openness of poverty & hopelessness/

Cover it with shadows of a mob, tipping over stress/

& they've got their torches lit/

Progressive acting vocalist/

Close the lips of those who only wish to keep on holding whips/

Stolen chips are given back, what be that, Sherwood/

Justice wears the face of us, who be that, Thurgood/

Butter flies are flapping wings/

off the banks of river Nile/

Entitled waves amass a scene/

wash away the villains vile/

This is how we disembowel/

The belly of beast/

Another message from the east/

I only hope we hear it loud/

Let the wise men deliver, to the salivating crowd/

Thirsty for the end of hurting, fiending to begin the plow/

Plant the seeds for the pupils raised in the ways of now/

Present for the present state to never let it come around/


& My, my look at the times we're living in/

As blind eyes begin to see the vivid end /

As time dies, a new era fit to begin/

Let's celebrate the end, & get to starting over/


Birth of a nation/

Problems that they're facing/

Shadowed by rejoicing tears, cry for liberation/

Indeed congratulations is in order/

I'm from north of the border/

Responsible for the slaughter/

I was always on their side/

For them I'll always ride/

Being raised in the states, I learned we're in the same tribe/

Niggas in the eyes of those from outside/

They wanted us to die, it's conquer & divide/

It's all for the oil that rest beneath our soil/

Within our turmoil their nations are going to thrive/

It's too late though/

The murders & the rape/

Have replaced how we relate/

With the kind of hate though/

All according to plan/

Use the color of a man/

Then divide up all his land/

As if it was fate though/

But good luck though to my brothers in the south/

Africa's youngest country hope you show them what you're about/


& My, my look at the times we're living in/

As blind eyes begin to see the vivid end /

As time dies, a new era fit to begin/

Let's celebrate the end, & get to starting over/




5 comments:

zach said...

Great lyrics and awesome song. Thanks for posting good music.

spill555 said...

Just for clarification on the lyrics. When you say "Im from north of the border/ Responsible for the slaughter", then state "I was always on their side/ For them i'll always ride". Does this mean you're on the Norths' side and ride with them, regardless of the atrocities commited? Or, am I misinterpreting the lyrics?

ODDISEE said...

@spill555 You misinterpreted me, the verse is speaking to my brothers from the south. I'm saying even though my people are from the north, I've always sided with the south.

spill555 said...

Thanks for the clarification. Guess, I misinterpreted the meaning. Besides that, feeling a lot of the music coming out on MMG. Looking forward to "March On Washington". "In The Ruff" is a classic to me. On the same level as "Hard To Earn" was in its day. Keep up the good work, and thanks for the quality sounds.
Peace
P.S. Didn't think I'd ever hear an MC from Kansas(in NC now) as raw as Stik. Since I used to live there myself, and can relate to the spots and message he speaks on. Definitely glad I found a way out.

Jaz said...

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Peace

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