( Part III ) : Wake Up !

Come on, although ya try to discredit

Ya still never edit

The needle, I'll thread it

Radically poetic

Standin with the fury that they had in 66

And like e-double Im mad

Still knee-deep in the systems shit

Hoover, he was a body remover

Ill give ya a dose

But it'll never come close

To the rage built up inside of me

Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go

Leaders speak, movements cease

When their heads are flown

Cause all these punks

Got bullets in their heads

Departments of police, the judges, the feds

Networks at work, keepin people calm

You know they went after king

When he spoke out on vietnam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

Yeah!

Yeah, back in this...

Wit poetry, my mind I flex

Flip like wilson, vocals never lackin dat finesse

Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up

To shake ya up, to break the structure up

Cause blood still flows in the gutter

Im like takin photos

Mad boy kicks open the shutter

Set the groove

Then stick and move like I was cassius

Rep the stutter step

Then bomb a left upon the fascists

Yea, the several federal men

Who pulled schemes on the dream

And put it to an end

Ya better beware

Of retribution with mind war

20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work, keepin people calm

Ya know they murdered x

And tried to blame it on islam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

What was the price on his head?

What was the price on his head!

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

Background: black nationalism

He may be a real contender for this position should he

Abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine

Of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism

Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to

Pinpoint potential trouble-makers...

And neutralise them

Wake up! wake up! wake up! wake up!

Wake up! wake up! wake up! wake up!

( Part II ) : The Little Tin Goddess

Fly little bird to Hiroshima
and the way a load

Speak a magic word to Hiroshima
let the sky explode

There's a shadow of a man at Hiroshima
where he passed the moon

In a wonderland at Hiroshima
where he died soon

And the world remembers his face
remembers the place was here

Hiroshima


"I'm proud that I was able to start with nothing,
plan it, and have it work as perfectly as it did..
I sleep clearly every night. If you give me
the same circumstances, I'd do it again"
Paul Warfield Tibbets
Captain Of The Enola Gay

( Part I ) : Justification For a Massacre

When the action is over
and we look back...
we understand both more and less.
This much is certain.

Before the Doolittle raid,
America knew nothing but defeat.
After it,
there was hope of victory.

Japan realized, for the first time, that
they could lose and began to pull back.
America realized that she would win
and surged forward.

It was a war that changed
America and the world.

Dorie Miller was the first black
American to be awarded the Navy Cross.
But he would not be the last.
He joined a brotherhood of heroes.

That's for all the Raiders.

World War II, for us,
began at Pearl Harbor...
and 1,177 men still lie entombed
in the battleship Arizona.

America suffered,
but America grew stronger.

It was not inevitable.
The times tried our souls...
and through the trial,
we overcame.

And Here comes The Mushrooms .......