Rhythms of the Revolution #3

Five4Friday

Joel Walbert

Jan 03, 2025

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Strike.Me

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I make now a stand for belief that I'm steadfast

In hating all of the bullshit you give me

About my future, present and past

Who are you to infringe your values upon me?

(I've learned the hard way)

Stepping on my toes, you've put my back to the wall

(My back to the wall)

I've been told a thousand times to give respect when due

Why do you find it so hard to believe, I've got none for you

It's my heart and my mind that I'll always follow

(I will not break)

Nor will my balls although that I've seen that you've tried before

(Why are people fake?)

Maybe you're older, wiser in your own right, it's your mistake

I'm gonna do my own thing regardless, my choice to make

I am real, in touch with my feelings and I know my place

You have shown, on the other hand, both sides of your face

I see the world in a different light

Things are always black and white

Through all these years still to this day

My hardened eyes see only shades of grey

I would never try and tell you what was right from wrong

Maybe that's why you feel that I don't belong

Always put me down for things I've said and done

Can't you see it's a war that can't be won

A war that can't be won

Living in your world seems so clear on concise

Shutting out reality makes everything so nice

Paint a pretty picture, black and white everyday

See my tattered canvass bleeding shades of grey

Maybe you're older, wiser in your own right, it's your mistake

I'm gonna do my own thing regardless my choice to make

Shades of fucking grey

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I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles

Oh that sh*it is on?

Let me drop some sh*it like this here, real smooth

At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn

Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned

Four walls just staring at a n*gga

I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger

My mother's always stressin' I ain't living right

But I ain't goin' out without a fight

See, every time my eyes close

I start sweating and blood starts coming out my nose

It's somebody watching the Ak'

But I don't know who it is so I'm watching my back

I can see him when I'm deep in the covers

When I awake I don't see the motherf*cker

He owns a black hat like I own

A black suit and a cane like my own

Some might say take a chill, B

But f*ck that sh*it, there's a n*gga trying to kill me

I'm popping in the clip when the wind blows

Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window

Investigating the joint for traps

Checking my telephone for taps

I'm staring at the woman on the corner

It's f*cked up when your mind's playing tricks on ya

I make big money

I drive big cars

Everybody know me

It's like I'm a movie star

But late at night something ain't right

I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's headlights

Is it that fool that I ran off the block

Or is it that n*gga last week that I shot

Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars

Thought he had caine but it was Gold Medal flour

Reached under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers

Ain't no use to me lying

I was scareder than a motherf*cker

Hooked a left into Popeye's and bailed out quick

If it's going down let's get this sh*it over with

Here they come just like I figured

I got my hand on the motherf*cking trigger

What I saw'll make your ass start giggling

Three blind, crippled and crazy senior citizens

I live by the sword

I take my boys everywhere I go because I'm paranoid

I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners

My mind is playing tricks on me

Day by day it's more impossible to cope

I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope

Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous

Every Sunday morning I'm in service

Praying for forgiveness

And trying to find an exit out the business

I know the Lord is lookin' at me

But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy

I often drift when I drive

Having fatal thoughts of suicide

Bang and get it over with

And then I'm worry-free, but that's bullsh*it

I got a little boy to look after

And if I died then my child would be a bastard

I had a woman down with me

But to me it seemed like she was down to get me

She helped me out in this sh*it

But to me she was just another b*tch

Now she's back with her mother

Now I'm realizing that I love her

Now I'm feeling lonely

My mind is playing tricks on me

This year Halloween fell on a weekend

Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treating

Robbing little kids for bags

Till a old man got behind our a*s

So we speeded up the pace

Took a look back and he was right before our face

He'd be in for a squabble no doubt

So I swung and hit the n*gga in his mouth

He was going down we figured

But this wasn't no ordinary n*gga

He stood about six or seven feet

Now that's the n*gga I'd be seeing in my sleep

So we triple-teamed on him

Dropping them motherf*cking B's on him

The more I swung, the more blood flew

Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared too

Then I felt just like a fiend

It wasn't even close to Halloween

It was dark as f*ck on the streets

My hands were all bloody, from punching on the concrete

God damn homey

My mind is playing tricks on me

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You wake up every morning in this living hell

Not knowing that you're worst enemy is me

You never know what can happen within this cell

Betrayal is what I feel, revenge is what I seek

No hesitation, no turning back

I gotta do it, I have no choice

Gotta do what I gotta do for the crew

Down by law

What you did I can't

Forgive my so called brother

I can't let my feelings

Get in the way

Why you turn your back on the crew?

We always had your back, we'd die for you

You ratted on your boy, something you never do

Now his life is over and yours is too

Down by law, we made a promise to each other

A promise that you chose to break

We stuck together no matter what, my brother

You turned your back and proved you're fake

No hesitation, no turning back

I gotta do it, I have no choice

Gotta do what I gotta do for the crew

Down by law

You've left me no choice

The strength of a gesture

A thought with no voice

Why you turn your back on the crew?

We always had your back, we'd die for you

You ratted on your boy, something you never do

Now his life is over and yours is too

The clock is ticking, you're time is up

Now's my chance, I gotta move fast

Our memories I put to rest

It's the law we chose to live by

You broke the fuckin' rules

You must die, why? Why?

Why? Why? Why?

Down by law

Strike.Me

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Yo Ease let's do this

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Vendettas of death back; the colors I choose
Red or Blue, Cuz or Blood, it just don't matter
Sucker dive for your life when my shotgun scatters
The gangs of L.A. will never die – just multiply

You see they hit us then we hit them
Then we hit them and they hit us, man
It's like a war, ya know what I'm sayin'
People don't even understand
They don't even know what they dealing with
You wanna get rid of the gangs it's gonna take a lotta work
But people don't understand the size of this
This is no joke man, this is real

You don't know me, fool
You disown me, cool
I don't need your assistance, social persistence
Any problem I got I just put my fist in
My life is violent but violent is life
Peace is a dream, reality is a knife
My colors, my honour, my colors, my all
With my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
Tell me what have you left me, what have I got
Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot
My homeboy got jacked
My mother's on crack
My sister can't work 'cause her arms show tracks
Madness insanity live in profanity
Then some punk claimin' they're understandin' me
Give me a break, what world do you live in
Death is my set, guess my religion

Yo my brother was a gang banger
And all my homeboys bang
I don't know why I do it man, I just do it
I never had much of nothing man
Look at you man, you've got everything going for yourself
And I ain't got nothing man, I've got nothing
I'm living in the ghetto man
Just look at me man, look at me

My pants are sagging braided hair
Suckers stare but I don't care
My game ain't knowledge my game's fear
I've no remorse so squares beware

But my true mission is just revenge
You ain't in my set, you ain't my friend
Wear the wrong color your life could end
Homicide's my favorite binge

Listen to me man
No matter what you do don't ever join a gang
You don't wanna be in it man
You're just gonna end up in a mix of dead friends and time in jail I
Know, if
I had a chance like you
I would never be in a gang man
But I didn't have a chance
You know I wish I did

I'll just walk like a giant police defiant
You'll say to stop but I'll say that I can't
My gang's my family it's all that I have
I'm a star, on the walls is my autograph

You don't like it, so you know where you can go
'Cause the streets are my stage and terror's my show
Psycho-analyze tried diagnosing me why?
It wasn't your brother that brutally died

But it was mine, so let me define
My territory don't cross the line
Don't try to act crazy
'Cause that shit don't faze me
If you ran like a punk
It wouldn't amaze me
'Cause my color's death
Though we all want peace
But our war won't end
'Til all wars cease

See the wars of the street gangs will always get to me man
But I don't wanna be down with this situation man
But I'm in here, if I had something better to do I think I'd do it but
Right
Now I'm just down here boy
I'm trying to get money 'cause I'm smart
I'm gonna get paid while I'm out here
I'm gonna get that paper, ya know what I'm saying
If I had a chance like you
Maybe I would be in school
But I'm not, I'm out here living day to day surviving
And I'm willing to die for my colors

Yo'll please stop, 'cause I want ya all to live
This is Ice-T, Peace

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They ask why do we dress this way
Live for now--Don't understand today
See the kids--But don't hear what they say
Close your eyes and look the other way
Say the end justifies the means
Gonna lock us up and throw away the keys

Crucified--Crucified for your sins

Crucified--Crucified for your sins
They don't know our feelings--only desperate cries
They see reflections through distorted eyes
We don't care because it breaks their views
Got to learn to fight to live
Before they grind us under heel

We're the targets so easy to find
And we're the ones that won't stay in line
I find myself nailed to a cross
For something that I didn't do
It's your fault you've ruined our lives
And we're the ones you crucify
You're the ones who commit the crimes
But it's always us who do the time