So I wound up stuck in the corniest moment of my recent life. I’ve decided the best way to take in the election results is with the computer. Got music playing on the Thunderdome, basketball on the television. This is the way to do it.
Went through the iTunes library looking for something to listen to, and I decided to go with some Marvin. Of course, most of that is either early Motown era stuff — not now — and sheet sweatin’ music — not now. Then there’s What’s Going On.
It then hit me that my AIM buddy list can see what song I’m listening to. How corny is sitting here listening to “What’s Going On?” If someone was that cliche in a movie, I’d ask for my money back.
Settled on Bob Marley’s Uprising. This is one of those records that makes me understand why so many people think Bob was a prophet.
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I got cha’ one even betta…
I’m shuttng down the computer and turning off the television and putting my iPod on going to bed…
Dude, I saw you playing some Floyd too!!!
OBAMA 2008! Woohoo!!!
YES WE DID!!!!!! Congrats to the USA!
“My President” by Young Jeezy. That is the jam on the iPOD right now.
Just cause you got opinions, does that make you a politician?
Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida, would that make him a seminal?
I say and I quote, “We need a miracle”
And I say a miracle cause this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul Survivor, guess that make me a Konvict
Be all you can be, now don’t that sound like some dumb shit
When you die over crude oil as black as my nigga Boo
It’s really a Desert Storm, that’s word to my nigga Clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggas, I’m winnin in California
Winnin in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to Sevana
My president is black, my Lambo’s blue
And I’ll be goddamned if my rims ain’t too
My momma ain’t at home, and daddy’s still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale?
My president is black, my Lambo’s blue
And I’ll be goddamned if my rims ain’t too
My money’s light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay?
I left out the best part, sorry for the double-post . . .
Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G.
It’s all love Bun, I’m forgivin you Pimp C
You know how the Pimp be, that nigga gon’ speak his mind
If he could speak down from heaven he’d tell me stay on my grind
Tell him I’m doin fine, Obama for mankind
We ready for damn change so y’all let the man shine
Stuntin on Martin Luther, feelin just like a king
Guess this is what he meant when he said that he had a dream!
Go. Download. Now.
Marley was nice, easily one of the best activist singers. Good choice!