My life has been moving at a hurried pace recently… not that it doesn't all the time, but with moving, the upcoming trip, life changing (in many ways), and work being stupidly busy (at work at 7am, leaving work on a good day at 6 - unless it's for visits with emma), things have really been taken away from me.
However. I am sad to comment on Guru's passing at age 43 from cancer.
As I've alluded to in previous posts, I hit a rough spot throughout my childhood, and gang starr is one of the only groups who I can still listen to without being drawn back into that place of darkness.
Guru being a large part of the success of the combination of underground rap and jazz is what makes him so missed.
I'll be listening to gangstarr all next week while I'm lying on a beach.
From one of my favourite songs 'sililoquy of chaos'…
However. I am sad to comment on Guru's passing at age 43 from cancer.
As I've alluded to in previous posts, I hit a rough spot throughout my childhood, and gang starr is one of the only groups who I can still listen to without being drawn back into that place of darkness.
Guru being a large part of the success of the combination of underground rap and jazz is what makes him so missed.
I'll be listening to gangstarr all next week while I'm lying on a beach.
From one of my favourite songs 'sililoquy of chaos'…
"And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare | People getting nowhere bot you go for yours there | You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role | You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole | Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back | So you set the brothers up for a sneak attack | Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead | But I know you'll never get that through your head | 'cause we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off | Killing you and killing me, it's the soliloquy of chaos | And from the suitable "in memory of..." | "Mami mary, mary coleman that is | I love you, rest in peace | You still here though | Word up | This goes out to you | Mary parker, loretta randall | Grandfather bill | Runy manuel, robert n'blangio | Uncle c, alicia elon | Giovanni | To my man g.o.v., I remember how you used to be | You were the illest man alive now I'm reading your eulogy | Eyes so serious, you told me hold my head | Pursue this rap shit and go forward never backwards | While you gripped tec's tight, and ran niggaz out of town | I ripped up mics, showin wack niggaz how to sound | Still your essence, was callin | By two gunshots, at close range, your frame had fallen | Now like a angel you've risen | And you will stay in my heart, and yo I wish you were still livin | Word... this is in memory of | Zachary bro, cousin paula | Harry o-fives "rest in peace"; -- biggie smalls | Yeah, sam-o, 183rd | Joshua faust "rest in peace" | Brian brown y'all, yeah | To my man brian b, I remember how you used to be | You were the flyest in the club with three bitches doin rub-a-dub | You was the pimp of all panderers | Gq, johnny presley, fuckin up the elegances | So many hookers on your schedule | Slammin cadillac doors and mackin whores on the regular | You used to boost, the slickest of suits | Climbin through the back windows on the bus, you was ill dukes | Until that chick you vicked, for the cutlass | Started snillz-niffin ki-daine, and went to cut cha | That freak shanked you six times in your sleep | I wish you was here, cause your philosophy was mad deep | Yeah... this is in memory of | Keith 'cowboy', scott larock | Prince messiah "rest in peace" | Buffy, the human beatbox y'know | Tupac shakur "rest in peace" | Pinkhouse, sub roc | O.g. boo bang, salute! "rest in peace" | Seagram's, killa black from mobb deep | Biggie smalls, yeah rest in peace | Lance owens y'all | To all my brothers doin time, whether or not you did the crime | You know the system is devised to keep you deaf dumb and blind | Like scarface said, them cats are smart | In order for things to change we must all play a part | It's easy for us to blame society | But now it's way too late, and we must take responsibility | To all my brothers in the streets | I know you feel you gotta hustle cause your peeps gotta eat | Makin moves right and exact; don't wanna see you layin flat | Don't wanna see ya catch a bullet black | If we don't build we'll be destroyed | That's the challenge we face in this race of poor and unemployed | Freud, a philosopher, but I'm a realist | So philosophize this, without love we won't exist | To those who passed out there, in the deserts and the jungles | With pain on their shoulders, and heavy bundles | I pray each one will, ascend to new heights and new enlightenment | And this is why I'm writin it | Yeah... this is in memory of | Linnet grinnich, cookie murray | Yeah "rest in peace" | Ross, laverne la-la eyelif | John hood "rest in peace" | Kevin fredricks, donny charles | Leslie clark, and will clark "rest in peace" | Tommy saunders, princess di | Don clark, betty shabazz "rest in peace" | This is in memory of..."