cats love chocolate

After 2 years i got the nerve to re-read my thesis and to send it to the people i did my internship for at a University in Australia.
I wrote it on Indigenous and non-Indigenous newspaper reports on the 'Stolen Generations'. -genocide of 'mixed-race' Australian children- I'm a Afro/Euro 'halfbreed' myself and the subject got me totally angry and emotional.
My thesis got awarded 8/10.
The nexttime i'll read a book on racism it will be 'The End of Racism' by Dinesh D'Souza.
On the cover of my thesis you see the Lagoon Nebula. A nebula is a place where stars are born from gas and from dust.
thesis start quote
Fighting
You'll find a lot of the reason we behind
Is because the system is designed
to keep our third eyes blind
But not blind in the sense
that our other two eyes can't see
Goodie Mob
From the album
Soul Food
~
I'll Rise
You may write me down in history
With your…

LDN
Riding through the city on my bike all day
Cause the filth took away my licence
It doesn't get me down and I feel ok
Cause the sights that I'm seeing are priceless
Everything seems to look as it should
But I wonder what goes on behind doors
A fella looking dapper, but he's sittin with a slapper
Then I see it's a pimp and his crack whore
You might laugh you might frown
Walkin' round London town
Chorus
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why ?
Would I wanna be anywhere else
Sun is in the sky oh why oh why ?
Would I wanna be anywhere else
When you look with your eyes
Everything seems nice
But if you look twice
you can see it's all lies
There was a little old lady, who was walkin down the road
She was struggling with bags from Tesco
There were…

i love Tori Amos.. i saw her perform a few years ago and i remember podiumlights circling the crowd..tears running down my face -
(im such a "wuss"..im not sure thats not how you spell it) (..but not too many tears though, just a few..for dramatic effect..know what i mean?)
..it was wonderful
i think she's an amazing artist
~Strange Little Girl
one day you see a strange little girl look at you
one day you see a strange little girl feeling blue
she'd run to the town one day
leaving home and the country fair
just beware
when you're there
strange little girl
she didn't know how to live in a town that was rough
it didn't take long before she knew she had enough
walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she's feeling old
and she found all things cold
strange little girl
where are you going?
strange little girl
where are you going?
do you know where you could be going?
walking home in her…

~ Move on Up
Hush now child,
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Move on up
towards your destination
You may find
from time to time
Complications
Bight your lip
and take a trip
Though there may be
wet road ahead
You cannot slip
So move on up
and peace you will find
Into the steeple
of beautiful people
Where there's only one kind
So hush now child
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Just move on up
and keep on wishing
Remember your dreams
are your only schemes
So keep on pushing
Take nothing less -
not even second best
And do not obey -
you must have your say
You can past the test
Move on up!

Mandibles
Take the bullet between my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes
Take the bullet between my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes
To all ya mother Effers
Heffers and half steppers
The best of us is yet to come
Ya'll aint seen the last of us
I am that kid that nobody ever gave a ufck about
Curse words and the worst words
Were the first words coming out my mouth
We started out with nothing so we had nothing to lose
Never had an option so there was nothing to choose
And it was all about turning food stamps into cash, buy some
Dipsey doodles with a food stamp
Get seventy-five cents back
What you know about that now?
In my darkest hour it seems…

Freedom of speech, motherfucker
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)
(Pinocchio)
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
[Verse 1]
Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
Bitches know that I'm a freak like the elephant man
Intelligent plans
Fuck a record deal, I want development land
With my benevolent clan
And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
40,000 records sold, 400 grand
Fuck a middle man, I won't pay anyone else
I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
And because of this executives try to diss me
Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
Bitch…

Victory (Come Forward)
CHORUS ]
Victory
Ours are the cries that breathe life in the concrete
Victory
Ours are the tears that splash genius at God's feet
Victory
Ours are the prayers that weave poetry through drum beats
Victory
Step inside the mind of a soon-to-be legendary
Straight paramilitary
Brother Ali exist to read the scripture, it's never read
Whoever said this underground hip-hop shit is dead
Must have fallen on his head
Spent my lifetime buildin
Writin rhymes I remind rappers of everything that scared them as children
They call me show stopper
No opera singer has hit the exact pitch, I spit my flow out of
Taught directly by the source of all knowledge
You don't affect me till you're forced to draw powers
Respect me as a voice amongst scholars
Who speak deep to thee, move the sleep from your eye lids
Make your lungs flutter
Get it right, my inner light cast shadows on the sun, brother
I'm where the rubber meets the concrete
It's a cold world, not sayin bring…

Fire, Fire
Growin up, Brewin Up
Guerilla gettin trained up
Look out look out
From over the Rooftop
Growin up, Brewin Up
Guerilla gettin trained up
Look out Look out
From over the rooftop
Competition coming up now
Load up,
Aim,
Fire Fire,
Pop
Competition coming up now
Load up,
Aim,
Fire Fire,
Pop
Row Da Boat - Straight to da ocean
Give 'im a run - A run at his own game
Signal the plane - An' I landed on the runway
A survivor, independant foreigner
First your beats had me running to the running man
Then your chat had me wanna do the bogie man
Click suits and booted in the timberland
Freakin out to Missy on a Timbaland
Growin up, Brewin Up
Guerilla gettin trained up
Look out Look out
From over the rooftop
Growin up, Brewin Up
Guerilla gettin trained up
Look out Look out
From over…

Stronger Than Me
You should be stronger than me
You been here 7 years longer than me
Don’t you know? You supposed to be the man
Not pale in comparison to who you think I am
You always wanna talk it through
I don’t care
I always have to comfort you
when I’m there
But that’s what I need you to do
Stroke my hair
I’ve forgotten all of young love’s joy
Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy
You should be stronger than me
But instead you’re longer than frozen turkey
Why’d you always put me in control?
All I need is for my man to live up to his role
You always wanna talk it through I’m ok
I always have to comfort you every day
But that’s what I need you to do. Are you gay?
I’ve forgotten all of young love’s joy
Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy
He said ‘the respect I made you earn
thought you had so many lessons to…

This ain't the down it's the upbeat
Make it complete
So what's the story?
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Huge non-recuparable advance
Majors be vigilent
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll ave a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communication in bold type
This AIN'T yer archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasound North, South, East, West
And all round and then to the underground
You say that every thing sounds the same
Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward
As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag it's shipment
This ain't a track it's a…