Violent HypocritesI can't help but be amused by rap "artists". These jokers praise God in
one line, then turn around and talk about violently doing another person harm in
the next. Hypocrites, all of them. If you've evil then stick to that message.
Don't do the "I'm gonna shoot you, then kill you, then shoot up....but all
praise God!" thing. You can't have your gat and shoot it too. You're either a
thug or you're not. If you're a thug, and you believe in an afterlife, take it
from a relatively intelligent guy...I have a feeling that the pearly gates are
not going to be very open to you. Dante's Inferno would be a good read for some
of these "artists". If the bible won't work for them, perhaps Inferno
will.
Cold as it seems, the more I read the lyrics of these "artists" the less I care about them as human beings. "I'm a product of my environment," they scream. So are we all, but some of us took charge of our lives and evolved out of our respective circumstances and rose above the coarse grime of our ugly surrounds to make something of ourselves. Glorifying violence only begets violence. You're doing a disservice to your weak-minded audience that can't think for themselves and is easily swayed by your hateful lyrics. Don't shed a tear for these people while they're in jail. Follow the links and see what put them there. For such "God fearing" people they sure do some hideous things to others. I'm no bible thumper. I'm not even very religious. The idea of cross-referencing rappers and God came to me one night while lifting at the gym. The guy watching the store at night often plays this gangsta crap that's riddled with cursing and violence. At times these rappers would throw in the word "God" and that got the wheels turning. It's not the fact that these jokers are committing any sort of blasphemy or anything like that. It's their hypocritical actions that make me cringe. Often these "artists" question whether or not what they're doing on the streets is the morally correct thing. If they're smart enough to do this, then they obviously have the mental capacity to arrive at the correct answer, but in every case they fail to answer their own question then amazingly forget that it was ever an issue and quickly get back to talking about killing people, doing various drugs and glamorizing a negative stereotype. While researching this topic and reading lyrics I'm amazed at times that these people somehow made it through our public educational system (or did they?). I'm also surprised at the level of violence in the lyrics. If I were a parent I'd have some serious problems with my kid listening to this garbage. It's far worse than anything Marilyn Manson or (insert your favorite scapegoat band) could ever put out. These reactionaries should take note. And before you jump on the "he's a bigot!" bandwagon, I'm not a racist (unlike some of these "artists"), I'm not prejudiced towards any group, and I don't suffer from any sort of superiority complex. I deal with people on an individual basis. Like the song says, "love see no color". That's the way I live my life. In this entry I'm simply making an observation. If it's flawed, then it's flawed. I'm not saying in any way that my views are 100% correct. They're simply observations, nothing more. I'm sure you could make a case for rock'n'rollers/God, and if so by all means please go ahead. I'd be an interesting read. As for this, interpret the following as you will. I've limited my Artist/God equation to those "artists" that mention God in their songs and are in jail on violent charges. While reading these lyrics, keep in mind how violent the words are, how hypocritical the artists are and at times how contradictory their messages tend to be. Do these rappers ever proofread their work? As a side note: Running these lyrics through my spell checker nearly killed my computer. I have never seen so many red underlines and green grammar indicators before… Artist: Shyne Album: Shyne Song: Commission you fuckin' right nigga, it's the only thing in God we trust, the Holy thing I look into my enemy's eye let 'em know you play fly you go out Kennedy style. Song: Get Out I'll do anything, orals to S and M Keep you satisfied, back ?certified? ... Tell ya friends I bent'cha, who sent'cha? Must'a been God, my bedroom angel taken Song: The Life God forgive me...you've never seen a nigga like me in your life ... I did that time...I flipped that dime... shoot-outs, jet planes, cocaine and automobiles... The Life...love it. Album: Godfather Buried Alive Song: Martyr reality's fucked up, like a hard workin mother, losing her job the battle of good and evil like the devil, ain't losing for god, we on lucifer's squad Song: Quasi O.G. Look up above and pray to god he protect me From these cold jurors and the heartless judge Artist: Beanie Sigel Album: The Reason Song: Tales of a Hustler So I kept guns in my palm like Mesiah scripts in Psalms I should fear no man but God So lord knows we could get it on Album: State Property Soundtrack Song: Trouble Man Come on I need answers, is God gonna judge us for turnin burners on niggas who tried to merk us On the day of judgement - who knows? Until then we'll never know so for now, I'ma do Omilio Drunk than a motherfucker, disrespectin bitches Artist: ODB Album: Nigga Please Song: Rollin Wit You I'm the only black god, motherfucker! Song: Dirt Dog You can't control the black man's God!!! Song: All In together Now My Father Allah walk with Gods Just like the dollar bill walk with God We Trust Album: The Trials and Tribulations of Russell Jones Song: Anybody Only God can judge me now Song: C'Mon I'm the God who's ahead of the Lords Album: Rawhide 7" Song: Don't You Know Part II Yo word to God man Only thing I'm saying man, is use a Trojan (Note: I'm having problems understanding what the Lost Boys are trying to say . It's like I'm reading some sort of illiterate high school drop-out moon language. The more I try to make sense of it the more I feel myself going stupid.) Artist: Lost Boys (Ronald "Spigg Nice" Blackwell ) Album: LB IV Life Song: 5 A.M. Yo I feel you god, this rap life shit is really hard I spent my money at the bar, but I still be large Song: Risin To The Top I'm tryin to keep it level headed but it's really hard When niggas tryin to take what I be gettin, feel me god? Artist: David Darnell Brown, AKA Young Buck Album: Straight Outta Cashville Song: Welcome To The south I'm tryin to stay in gods plan but I hadta show these faggots that your fuckin with a man, ya bitch! I left them niggaz needin' path and y'all probly won't live to see this weekend Artist: C-Murder Album: Bossalinie Song: Freedom Eliminate all my foes, we run violent thrusts Excuse me for my crime but in God I trust Song: Lord Help Us And if you really believe in God, then you shall smile on judgement day Cause at the crossroads ain't no hunger, and every man the same color And when it's my time to open 'em gates cause uh I really miss my brother And you the only man that can judge me So please guide me to the right direction And why can't I put this gun up and use my Bible for protection And it's an everyday struggle, don't expect nothing to change in a week But Lord help us in this hopeless world Cause I don't wanna die in the streets Song: Murder And Daz In God I trust, for them gats I bust And fuck the world cause a gangsta bitch, I never trust Song: Trapped In Crime I put my faith in God's hands, it's a white man's land Artist: Ja Rule Album: The Last Temptation Song: Murder Reigns God only breathes with the best of them, bury the rest of them Song: The Warning Dear god, I'm gonna teach you in this prayer And I thank you for all the food you've given me .... And I beg your forgivness For I sin everyday Song: The Last Temptation All y'all niggaz need to get off my dick I spit it how I live it plus the flows real sick ... Give me the reason I put a halo throw your mental And give your the Holy Spirit and see you to gods temple I'm the avenging angle and earth be thy claim Song: Rock Star God please shine down on me I'm not the only nigga that prays every day for forgiveness This life is makin me substance abusive The media always wants the exclusive Well here it is - FUCK 'EM ALL Artist: Mystikal Album: Let's Get Ready Song: Ain't Gonna See Tomorrrow God forgive me but you can't do shit no mo' Album: Ghetto Fabulous Song: I'm On Fire Prayin, "Please God spare me; I don't wanna cook!" Album: Unpredictable Song: Ghetto Child that's why I'm praying to God Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water Song: Shine No one can get ya', cause God is with ya' Rapper Suni Clay out of jail Clay has been in and out of jail since he was 14. He rattles off a list of offenses - auto theft, car jacking, breaking and entering, assault, assault with a weapon. "But I'm not a bad person," he adds. "These are the things I had to go through to get to where I had to get to." (Note: Not a bad person, eh? Heh...this made me laugh. Thought I'd share.) Artist: Flesh-N-Bone Album: 5th Dog Let Loose Song: Amen Amen, Amen If you rollin' with God, say ... ... ... It's gettin' colder, but ya keep on praying to God Just like I told ya, and you will never walk alone Song: Hero My nigga Flesh pray to God with his niggas from Watts ... when I pump I'm a send 'em a trip to the grave I'm gonna pop on to dump 'em on a trip to the cemetery Fairy tales of the crypt I'm the keeper; Song: Say A Little Prayer Watch out, wake up, stay woke And gather more faith in Jesus, lead us Get ready to do the will of God So that he can keep us from the wrath of firey brimstones Album: T.H.U.G.S. Song: Playa Hater You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod (rod) 'Cause I'm rollin' with God Peace be still, peace be still, make a move And I'll have to hurt ya, dog ... Buck 'em all down with the fo'-fo' blows They're so far away, kill em all, kill em all Song: Reverend Sun Sermon God wants you to love your brothaz and sistaz Dis is not a game of hurtin each other It's a game of helpin each other ... But I want you to know somethin That God has completely turned my life around Song: T.H.U.G.S. Don't bring you gun, unless someone is giving you static Then I suggest you pack it, when they run up on you Pull it, and blast it, that automatic let that fool have it No thang, for the trigger bang bang bang Man, it's a shame, but you gotta do what you gotta do to maintain ... We are all soldiers of God and gotta job Connect to them souls He want you to spread The Word about Him Artist: Turk Oddly enough I found no references to "God" in his lyrics. There's at least one rapper who stands up firm for his beliefs. Artist: Styles P Album: Money, Power & Respect Song: I Wanna Thank You To get next to me and possibly sex me Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's Pepsi Money'll never amount to respect, B And you don't wanna test me 'Cause God blessed me. Song: Goin' Be Some Shit Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life I stop the presses, don't let this be your last interview you do I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet wound boo ... I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, word yo And since then neither religious or christian, but I keep the faith in Him Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now they better Album: We Are The Streets Song: Felony Niggas I hear niggas say my face is screwed But I'll put six in your stomach nigga lace your food ... I pray to god that we make it to heaven Album: Kiss Of Death Song: Kiss Of Death Im a man first tired of punchin niggaz So ima shoot niggaz cause my hands hurt And god I great guard your space One hand wash the other both wash the face And I head crack so much its hard to ace 38 revolver flow is hard to trace, wha Posted: Thu - December 30, 2004 at 07:08 PM | |
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