THE TRUTH BEHIND **SOME** HIP HOP - EXPOSING A SATANIC SUB CULTURE - VIDEO THREAD

I'm just waiting for Truth D to bust me up on this thread too...

Where you at man?

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Bizzy Bone...I know nothing about.--

...except he seemed to want to shake down the DJ for cash, for his interview. He also seemed to be on some sort of 'controlled substance.'

I always thought hip-hop to be really shitty, but satanic? Nah.

If there's one genre in music (but this is not music) I reeeally hate then it's Hip-Hop and (C)Rap...rich black (or white) people whining about their problems using the most dirty words/expression available...and also trying to kill each others. :-) A fantastic "culture" indeed!

I try to AVOID this "music" as often I can...and I miss the eighties with it's relatively intelligent pop.

behes just crackhead

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I agree with the pastor...nothing good is coming from hiphop and (c)rap since they confirm misery and darkness...unbelievable though how rich they can get by selling this junk. (10.000.000 sold CDs in the clip) Not even the electronic genius Jean-Michel Jarre sold that much....

The Truth Behind Hip Hop - Snoop Dog

You're basing a justification of the WHOLE genre of Hip-Hop music because of ONE rappers demeanor? You're fucked buddy. Why dont you go start spinning records backwards. Welcome to 1984.

K-os, Akon, Classified, Immortal Technique, KRS-One, Russel Simmons, etc etc. Are all positive message rappers. Except for Russel who supports the words "nigga, hoes & bitches" be expelled from every rappers vocab.

Grow a fucking brain and dont generalise a whole culture that you know fuck all about.

Or I'll just call you out some more.

Hey dude...

It's a VIDEO THREAD, and if you would have read what I wrote you would have seen that I plan on expanding it to include a lot of commentary and a lot more video's, so try a little patience and OPEN YOUR FUCKING MIND.

You will NEVER grow if you aren't willing to listen to other people with an OPEN MIND.

You come out here gunning like you got me pegged already and I haven't even really started the thread yet!

Why do you think I'm posting this here?

Because I hate hip-hop and I want to destroy it's image?

I'm posting it here because I am trying to HELP people, there is a whole culture of people out there that is getting dumbed down and DESTROYED by this music, along with other bad influences, yet they can't even see it...

I SEE IT.

I see it everyday man, so go away with this shit if you don't have an open mind, I'm just doing my best to show people something they might not have seen before...

Jay Z "The Truth Behind Hip Hop"



Full Jay Z reversed tune...

Hip-Hop is dead man.. the culture as well is all rotten. It's been hijacked just like Bush hijacked Christianity and the GOP with his neo-conservative loons.

However underground rap is becoming more alive than ever before. But what hip-hop used to be, it's dead.. forget about it.

Good thread Fifth!

Darkness perishes in the light of truth.

Thanks man...



LOTS more to add to it...

Check it out.

I already know personally that the majority of internet users dislike hip-hop/rap for pretty much idiotic reasons. Those who know what true hip-hop & rap is, are the ones defending it. It was born in NYC, and many that live here know all about it. Middle America knows absolutely nothing, despite all the gangs that are forming over there.. simply for drug money. These people hijacked the hip-hop culture. Plain and simple.

And I'm sure your prejudice knows no limit. You tell me to open my mind? I show you 5 examples of inspirational rap music and you completely ignore the post as if you are above listening or giving a chance to the rappers I listed.

Grow some fucking nuts bitch. Go download an Immortal Technique mp3. You want one? I'll put a link write here.

Infact, let me go grab some lyrics.

I'm hijacking this thread.

The TRUTH BEHIND HIP HOP - Russel Simmons, Thug Images...

People don't even know what a "THUG" is...nothing new under the sun man...

Yeah.... Harlem streets stay flooded in white powder
Like those mother fuckers runnin' away from the twin towers
Gun shots rock the earth like a meteor shower
Bowling For Columbine, fair, giving the media power
Innocence devoured like a chicken spot snack box
Government cocain cooked into ghetto crack rock
Corrupt cops false testimony at your arraignment
Check to check, constant struggle to make the payments
Working your whole life wondering where the day went
The subway stays pakced like a multi-cultural slave ship
It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non stoppin'
And people coming home after corporate share croppin
And fuck flossin, mothers are trying to feed children
But gentrification is kicking them out of their building
A generation of babies born without health care
Families homeless, thrown the fuck off of the welfare

READ, LEARN. STFU.

"Speak Your Mind"

[Intro]
You have to speak the truth
You have to speak your mind

[Verse 1]
Every time I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical
The pinnacle of being revolutionarily pivotal
Beyond anything ever studied thats metaphysical
Man fuck a minority, I'm not politically minimal
But obviously terminologies that are statistical
Are manufactured to be unequivocally subliminal
Transmitted by monopolized media visuals
So I riddle hypocritically pitiful criminals
Habitually utilizing typical rituals
With false pretense in attempts to be spiritual
TO individuals who believe in biblical miracles
Instead of themselves, because they're not thinking original
And the color of their skin makes them feel invisible
Like microscopic miscarriages lynched wit the umbilical
Only a fuckin imbecile would think their uncorrectable
Cause your susceptible to becoming more than a spectacle
Remember that your flesh your blood and you body are dissectable
Ill beat you until your vegetable
And wake up in a hospital covered in poisonous chemicals
In a fetal position wit your face sewn to your testicles
Thinkin that you were kidnapped by extraterrestrials
You got heart? I'm the blood that pumps in your ventricles
Technique, I'm like ya soul nigga.. indispensable
Wit no respect for those that cower at the hour of revolution
Cause the government owes my people restitution
Instead of sedatives like cocaine and prostitution
Conclusion is that you'll have to violently silence me
Cause I raid the airwaves of cutthroat piracy
In school my teachers blinded me
But now I can see
I'm mentally and revolutionarily free
Broadening Horizons about what my people could be
If we wasn't set up to get shot locked or OD
You see families bleed because of corporate greed
And monopolizing weed is virtually impossible
So it wont be legalized and thats another obstacle
But I'm still rollin up pocket fulls of tropical
The governments involved directly so its unstoppable
Like a nuclear rocket full of biochemical toxins that invade the ecological
Improbable that the average intellect could understand
So I encrypted this into hip hop thats in high demand
and spread it through the ghetto of every city like contraband
Stomp a man of any complexion with a devilish nature
Cause I'm tryin to save the earth, but your just next in line to rape her

"Freedom Of Speech"

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 niggas that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns
I put the truth on tracks nigga, simple and plain

[Pinocchio]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up when we need one
They've got strings but you can see
There are no strings on me!

[Verse 2]
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A slave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every single sense of the word
I say what I want, you fuckin little sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to control the way that I speak
And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot?
You ain't nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch
Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
But I ain't got no motherfuckin deal with Pepsi
No corporate sponser telling me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it large
I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, let this little nigga explan:

[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

Come on son, y'all niggas know the way I do
Immortal Technique, got com (?) live for you
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus
You motherfuckers just can't compare
Looking for a fan base that's no longer there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech nigga, tell 'em what's up

Word nigga, fuck John Ashcroft! Nigga, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass
bitches Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think
Word the fuck up, like "we invaded niggas 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha fucka, you don't give a shit about those people
You can suck my dick!!
(hahahaha)

Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga
Its my day off, word up
Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
Beat Bandits

"Positive Balance"
(feat. Big Zoo)

[Intro]
Big Zoo, uh
Technique, uh
Positive balances, uh, uh

[Verse 1 - Big Zoo]
Pound for pound
I'm the most positive when I bust mine
The Zoo adds on like a plus sign
Addition, that's the key in the ignition
With no pause, I propel to pole position (Vroom!)
Ahead of the pack, light years ahead of the wack
I give a fiend a Good Book, instead of the crack
That's the gold mine, negativity can't hold mine
The black bear's headed for the gold mine (look out, look out)
And then I'm positive as Showtime
I make negative MC's switch styles in no time
They change teams, rhyme about kings and queens
Instead of how they sellin' work to fiends
Then I, switch thugs into soldiers
Those that have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!)
The rap Ice Age is over
And positivity protects the Z boulder boulder

[Chorus - Immortal Technique w/ Big Zoo ad-libs]
Yeah, you know how it goes, positivity, yeah
My opinion is solid ground but your a common hater
Splitting and dividing on numbers like a denominator
Third-eye navigator movements are necessary
Everything you see in videos is secondary
You need positivity like you need respect in jail
Because without balance you'll be making negative record sales
Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like this

[Verse 2 - Immortal Technique]
I jerk off inside books and give life to words
Leaving concepts stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
I love when people think I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I overloaded their neurological nerves
Rappers try to serve me with disgusting incompetence
But I keep it positive with ultimate dominance
Meditating with Native Americans close to Providence
I speak to the spirits of ancestors at pow-wows
But rumor has it that you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow
Now listen industry motherfuckers, don't get offended
Remember, that I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda
And render contenders dismembered, bend the fabric of time (what? what?)
And put your soul in a blender
You living a lie like thinking Jesus was born in December
Instead of catering to labels, something gotta give
I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you positive
I seen a lot of kids come and go with marketing gimmicks
Because without balance, you don't last more than a minute
This ain't a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage
I rock shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village
I wanted to spit on the radio since I was eleven
But I can't afford the pay-ola for Hot 97's
So I make paper underground, and I'm soon to blow
Moving tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios
[Biggie - Hypnotize sample]

You're funny man...

I happen to be a big fan of Immortal Technique...I love what their doing.

HOWEVER.

There is some stuff even there...the man's no fucking saint, talks like a fool and a hot head...but I STILL promote the music, because the message is better to hear then not to hear, but I sure as hell wish that we could find a better rep for the message...

You have no idea what I'm about FOOL...

Step off and relax a little.

"One (Remix)"
(feat. Akir)

[Intro]
[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's good
[Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog?
[Akir:] Before we get outta here, you gotta drop one last gem on them
Knahmsayin?
[Immortal Technique:] No question, it's like the elders told me
No one person can do anything, but everyone can do something
So we gotta rep, for all the niggaz that ain't here right now
[Akir:] The outro tip, the One Remix, yo

[Akir]
One Enterprises, comprises the artist and the sound
The pen and paper plays my savior while I'm getting down
Pray for my nieghbors as a favor for holding me down
Slave for my papers as I savor the way that it pounds
It's underground, but the blatent vibrations widely found
Facing the nation complacent radio stations now
Stop hesitaing and contemplating the way we paitient
Start motivating and get them playin the shit we sayin
Ain't no delayin in this war that we gettin slayed in
Cause times a waistin while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are more than flagrant
And so I see the prisons cages while I pound the pavement
Looking for payment saying fuck enslavement
Usin the tools of old ancients
Announcing my engagment to this music that we making
Ain't no faking on tracks, and we ain't never come wack (never!)
Immortal Technique and Akir y'all niggaz fear us that's a wrap
It's like

[Hook]
One love
One music
One people
One movement
One heart
One spark
One, One, One, One
One gift
One lift
One stance
One shift
One way
One day
One, One, One, One, One

[Immortal Technqique]
Immortal Technique in the trenches with my nigga Akir
Our family surived the genocides so we can be here
And now we enterprise the aftermath, one in the same
Living the revolution 'till we catch one in the brain
And even then my spirit will return in heavenly form
And wipe the chess board clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don communist threat, burried and gone
So they invented a war, the goverment can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is lost in the man
This is for the children of Iraq, lost in the sand
This is for the illest emcees that'll never be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll never come home
I wrote this for Momia, stuck in a beast
For people who, march in the streets, and struggle for peace
For hood niggaz, born rugged, never rocking Versace
Eddie Ramierez's cousin George, and my old friend Sashi
Chris from the block, and all my niggaz stuck in a cell
Paul Wolfowitz, motherfucker I'll see you in hell
My destiny is to show the world, that the music is real
Go back in time and play this shit, for the slaves in the field
And for my children in the future, waiting to breathe
People slowly dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this album's on a library shelf
I'll be one with god and one with you and everything else

[Hook]

[Immotal Technique talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary Volume 2 has been brought to you
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded this
Remember that history
Isn't the way the corperate controlled media made it look like
Read between the lines and free your mind
Revolution is the birth of equality
And the anti-thesis to oppression
But this is only built for real motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, don't let nobody I never got along with
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my vocals
The shit is real over here man
Thank you for listening, and thank you for supporting independent Hip Hop
The heart and soul of our culture
Keeping the truth alive
Goodnight my people.. goodnight..

I don't think all of hip hop went to the dark side... And it's not hip hops fault for people buying it and gearing their lives to it.. It's very simple and it has been going on from the start... If you grow up and see your dad working in a factory coming home to sleepy to play with you and just getting by. Then you see a HIP HOP guy on TV with gold and women and at the club with his PEEPS... If your young you'll fall for the trap... In the US they make the adults work so mucht hat we don't have time to bring up the NEW people....


Free will.....

But what if your told so many lies that you don't even know how to use your free will...

there is no media that will support views/ideas like rap music can. im sure you're not down with chamillionaire, necro, or t3ch n1n3. Why? because the message supports empowering black pverty-stricken people. Or people in jail.

I really do not see your agenda and I'm afraid you are pushing your agenda on people who have no other outlet. Likewise, I shall push the pro positive rap agenda in this thread.

thanks.

and you know what? i'm glad you properly titled this thread as "Satanic sub culture" because thats what you are talking about. THE SUB CULTURE TO HIP-HOP.

DONT GENERALIZE. PREJUDICE WHITEY.

Do what you need to do man, but do it respectfully, please don't spam me out, hear me out...

You DON'T know me...

Trust me.

But my problem, even with Technique, although I support it, is the fucking mindless ghetto culture bullshit, I worked to hard on my education to support that shit anymore.

There is NO future for us until we grow up and start educating ourselves and calming the hell down, this "poppin' a cap in yo ass nigga" shit just aint good enough anymore, and Immortal Technique has just as much of that shit as he does of the truth stuff.

Peace.