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Urban Insanity 2005
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Urban Insanity 2005 -BEATS BY DAYMON OF DETROIT. Contact @ 248-259-7670.
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Legacy Leonard acclaimed spoken word artist, poet, and singer that combines poetry for social change and conscious elevation with song and rhythms.
In 1995, at the age of 15, Legacy Leonard made her debut as a spoken word artist at the Detroit Institute of Arts. She blends a variety of socially conscious, revolutionary, and thought provoking poetry with song and soul, painting the pictures of the world and society as seen through her eyes. Her passion for the art is surpassed only by her passion for change and revolution. She is an Urban Griot that believes the Power belongs to the People. Enter the mind and heart of Legacy through the art of her compelling and controversial spoken word...
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Spoken Word
Charts
Peak #3,971
Peak in subgenre #65
Author
Legacy Leonard
Rights
2005
Uploaded
March 12, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:14
Story behind the song
This was written under the inspiration of Saul Williams, and for every incident that I have beheld and people have suffered in the plight of the inner city.
Lyrics
Urban Insanity I walk through black blown out allies Where silver pigeons dance on red sunrays Purple clouds sweep across the orange skies Watching the Moon rise and as the Sun revolves East of the Earth Sinking into my eyes I blink twice As the sun burns gold in the heavens once more Powder blue space like the pale blue eyes Of the white woman I encountered at the crosswalk Downtown The clouds stood still The wind ceased to whisper For one second as our eyes connected In their blank irises reflected Images of Black women lynched from Yaki weaves Colored contacts burning acid in their eyes Distorted memories of Venus Dissected and displayed in a museum in France I saw the mist of superiority complexes Brothers chained to the base of the statue of Liberty Swinging blindly from the scales of Justice There just is no peace But the peace I find when I stopped dredding my thoughts Past the concepts in which I have been locked Struggling to unlock the follicles of the fallacies The world is rooted in Mangled in matters of materialism and misguided motives Babylon has got a hold on the peoples mind So I try to unwind the mysteries of iniquity Only to find the whole world bows at the feet of this monstrosity So I scream to the four corners of the Universe As the angels repeat Revelations in my ear But John already ate the book And all I have left is the bitterness No honey to chase down the churning in my stomach Spiraling down staircase of soul Basement funk Where brothers spit cellblock tales Over clouds of cannabis smoke And 40 bottles The soundtrack of the streets Be Timberland vibrations over cracked concrete Glass breaking against pavement The cries of babies unborn The sobs of the mother tracing the silhouette of her child On the sidewalk with her tears The flick-flick-flickering of streetlights to the pop, pop, pop Of hot gunshots that never stop Never stop Like fist pounds of a brother lost in the fuck-it zones After his baby momma done refused him visitation for the third time Despaired after a year and a half of court dates Subpoenas and motions Bullshitting lawyers, unsympathetic judges Memories of love, lust, and lies Now bound to a Jezebel because of familial ties And she cries She cries She cries Water streaming down into gutters clogged with syringes Used condoms swimming in piss and trash While Daddy in a drunken rage Beats Momma turning tricks to treat So the babies on the couch out front Can fill their hungry bellies Sitting before the television Stems feed into cerebral lobes Of one million souls Flash dance images of War Starvation Murder Corruption Greed Police brutality Abandoned babies Abortion Another Dead Black Another Media Attack Another Fallen Star Another Terrorist Alarm Another commercial break Another advertisement Another Reality TV show As if the shit ain’t happening outside my front door Another, another, another Glitch in the gotdamned Matrix And I can’t take it Can’t take it No gotdamned more Am I the only one Slitting open my wrists And scripting these tales on dirty walls Sitting here rocking Singing insomnia Blood shot eyed Muse addicted Black Ink scripted afflictions Shivering and spitting gibberish I write this shit Cuz I need this shit I bleed this shit Cuz I live this shit And I can’t escape Can’t escape From the ciphers of Urban Insanity….insanity……insanity….insanity
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