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Love’s Not

This is a re-post from FB. I’ll be back with a related reflection tomorrow.

The following song by Mars ill, off of their album Raw Material, is appropriate for today… do you know what love is? Look below for lyrics…

Verse 1
Love. What is it? A solid or a liquid?
The question resonates from inner space to outer limits
Outer space to inner city dwellers timid, not committed
Love just isn’t built on child support and weekend visits
You kill it like strychnine when you treat it like a cancer
You don’t feel it so you spend time seek pleasure, not the answer
In clubs peeping dancers in a jacked-up type of manner
Stuffing g-strings with dollars that should buy your baby’s Pampers
Love’s not waking up with different women every morning
Love’s not beating her down at nine months, with child forming
Love’s not leaving your wife and your seed with no warning
Love’s not, and when it’s raining its pouring
Scoring no points you smoke joints, and toke your life away
You might have another year or two but you really die today
Display respect for yourself, or you can’t love nobody else
The hand you’re dealt requires action, not just something you felt

Chorus:
I know what love is and it just don’t stop
but I can explain it better when I say what love’s not.
Yeah I know what love is, and it just don’t stop
But I explain it better when I can say what love’s not.

Verse 2
A house divided against itself is prone to utter desolation
So for this generation on the brink of extermination
I pour out a libation, a lyrical libation
In observation of the annihilation of the moral foundation
The desperation of the situation was clearly foretold
That in these last days the love of many would grow stone cold
And if hell is without love
Then all hell has broke loose in this culture
Feel the negativity circling overhead like a vulture?
The inverted priority of the majority, squander the sacred
To give what’s profane seniority
And incredibly we fail to see collectively
The reasons why things fall apart like leprosy
Passion is the fashion taboos are taboo
Do you see through this voodoo
Cause it stinks like doodoo
Yo it’s sad but too true how many don’t have a clue
To the fact we’ll be judged for all we think say and do
From east to west coast and all areas in between
Real love is like a ghost — talked about but rarely seen
Except on TV screens where they flash these caricatures
That on the down low are meant to influence our characters
But love is not love if it’s manufactured for the moment
That makes it more than the physical between a man and a woman
Wisdom is justified by her children in the end
And real love is being willing to lay down your life for a friend

Chorus

Verse 3
Love’s not caught in mug shots or seen in drug spots
Love’s not sex or who you do next Love’s not
Road rage, porno pages in the eyes of a racist
Loves not whoring and love’s not abortion
Of course then love doesn’t bomb clinics to make it finish
Love’s not hate and love’s not a cynic
Love’s not seen on Jerry Springer or expressed by middle finger
And love is rarely captured in the words of any singer
Love’s not domestic violence saying shut up or be silent
And love’s not represented in the way of the police sirens
Abandoned children in abandon buildings
Random killings, love’s not slow to help you, love is ready and willing
Love is patient and kind, love is sight for the blind
Love was borne before the morning, love’s transforming your mind
Love is body and blood, bread and wine, remember the time
Love is God divine, crucified for mankind

Chorus

Review: D-Major – Street Manna

Here is a review that i wrote for my man D-Major under my phatmass pseudonym:

Review: D-Major – Street Manna
by Seven77

Enter: D-Major.

Emcee/producer David Rey hails from Chi-town originally. Formerly known as the Apologist, he used to put his explicitly Catholic raps to classical music, now as D-Major he has returned to his hip-hop roots of fresh rhymes over “soul and jazz samples and chops” appealing more to all lovers of hip-hop.

D-Major describes his debut album Street Manna:

“[it’s] Just my contribution to hip-hop. To provide an old school meets new school sound… to go back to my old style and give people something to enjoy bumping in their ride.”

What does the title Street Manna mean?

“The new Manna on the streets… the Heavenly Food falling down to the people on the streets…the common man.”

The title track Street Manna sets things off on this album and really gives the listener an idea of what to expect from D-Major in terms of that old school meets new school sound. Who says that Hip-hop is dead? Scratches compliment, courtesy of DJ 86.

Is this whatcha want is “full of rhymes that you wont find on CDs at BestBuy” such as my favorite line: “they throw tomatoes dead at me, carrot sticks and celery, I turn the other check and smile and just receive it readily”.

All They Want is Love is the story D-Major tells of three broken, troubled youths and the difference that someone made in the life of one of them. Hard-hitting horns accent this meaningful song with a twist in the last verse–pointing to a deeper reality.

D-Major just flows over Feel the Vibe, a banger with 90’s old school goodness, replete with horns and almost hypnotic bass line. It’s one of my favorites on the LP.

Ultramontane rapper Akalyte joins D-Major as they set out to serve emcees for breakfast in Butta on ma Pancakes. Fun lyrics aimed at wack emcees and rhyme biters: “a slave to sin but somehow ya master?” and “you bite so hard you even included my typos” plus more. A Tribe Called Quest jazz kind of beat on this.

Priest in the Hood is the second storytelling rap on the LP. The more darker and hardcore baseline really works with the subject matter. D-Major raps about a priest ministering to victims of gang violence.

Say What and Prolific are the explicitly Catholic songs on Street Manna. While I wasn’t really feeling Say What? I did like Prolific—it sounds like the Apologist transforming into D-Major and features dope voice sampling on the hook.

Next up are four unbelievably bangin’ tracks in a row! As follows:

Footprints features a crazy dope beat and reggae hook by D-Major! Akalyte and D-Major—collectively nicknamed Rome’s Finest with the flava. “Thought you heard Akalyte before? Well here he is once again with more seriousness.”

Broke Pockets’ production tempts me to put D-Major up there with DJ Premier. No joke. Hot beat with vocal samples of Rakim and Nas highlight this song about unemployment. Wow.

There’s No Way Out of the next track featuring beautiful sampling of The Supremes’ “You Keep Me Hanging On”. Non-stop talkers may be annoying—we’ve all experienced them, but they make for fun hip-hop subject matter on No Way Out.

Rome’s Finest rip the mic up on Let the Beat Spin. Head-nodding sick party type beat with the dopest rhymes ever.

Giving the listener something different, Sentiments is D-Major’s love song to the Queen. Featuring the R&B vocals of Manuel3.

After Mass is a song to just chill out to. Speaking of Primo (DJ Premier), there’s some nice Jazz samples on this. In verse two, D-Major paints a picture of emcees spitting dope verses on the church steps after Mass: “bros flex and show that dope flows’ in pro-gress, circle forms heads bop slow and focused, beatboxers hold the whole mode in dopeness”

And that brings us to…

Do Right, featuring a dope verse by guest emcee Paradox, is about the struggle to do right. I’m really feeling this beat and the lyrics—they really work together to make this a memorable song. I’m not sure if the duration of the Aretha Franklin sample helps or hinders.

So ends Street Manna…but wait…there’s more. The hidden track comes up—a track dedicated to D-Major’s homeboy from Chicago. There’s a great line that goes: “put your arms in the air, keep ‘em up there, but please put ‘em down if I see armpit hair.”

Don’t sleep on Street Manna. It’s good hip-hop. DJ 86 provided scratches throughout. D-Major’s got skills, he’s dropped a solid album with production nothing short of stellar.

The only real gripe that I can muster up is that the Holy Waterholic skits are just not funny…well ‘T-Bone’ made me chuckle. But I digress. If you liked hip-hop from 1993 or ‘94…you’ll especially enjoy Street Manna.

I think the future looks bright for D-Major.

Lift High the Cross

Refrain:

Lift high the cross,
the love of Christ proclaim
till all the world adore
His sacred Name.

Come, brethren, follow where our Captain trod,
our King victorious, Christ the Son of God. Refrain

Led on their way by this triumphant sign,
the hosts of God in conquering ranks combine. Refrain

Each newborn soldier of the Crucified
bears on the brow the seal of Him who died. Refrain

This is the sign which Satan’s legions fear
and angels veil their faces to revere. Refrain

Saved by this Cross whereon their Lord was slain,
the sons of Adam their lost home regain. Refrain

From north and south, from east and west they raise
in growing unison their songs of praise. Refrain

O Lord, once lifted on the glorious tree,
as Thou hast promised, draw the world to Thee. Refrain

Let every race and every language tell
of Him who saves our souls from death and hell. Refrain

From farthest regions let their homage bring,
and on His Cross adore their Savior King. Refrain

Set up Thy throne, that earth’s despair may cease
beneath the shadow of its healing peace. Refrain

For Thy blest Cross which doth for all atone
creation’s praises rise before Thy throne. Refrain

Mary the dawn…

Thought i’d share this awesome hymn—

Mary the dawn, Christ the Perfect Day; Mary the gate, Christ the Heavenly Way!

Mary the root, Christ the Mystic Vine; Mary the grape, Christ the Sacred Wine!

Mary the wheat, Christ the Living Bread; Mary the stem, Christ the Rose blood-red!

Mary the font, Christ the Cleansing Flood; Mary the cup, Christ the Saving Blood!

Mary the temple, Christ the temple’s Lord; Mary the shrine, Christ the God adored!

Mary the beacon, Christ the Haven’s Rest; Mary the mirror, Christ the Vision Blest!

Mary the mother, Christ the mother’s Son By all things blest while endless ages run. Amen.

St. Maria Goretti

St. Maria Goretti was a young martyr that we need to hear more about. She is a beautiful example of purity and chastity contrasted against the ugliness of sexual perversity and promiscuity. My friend the Apologist wrote a dope rap song about her. I’d like to share the lyrics here because this song says it all.

Download the mp3 of “Maria Goretti” (#17)

Verse 1

She was the daughter of poor sharecroppers
And her father Luigi no longer wanted to be bothered
With the hard farm labor with poor pay in Corinaldo
So he thinks to himself to Rome is where we’ll now go
Get better wages to raise my family
no more managing a living with this bag of beans they handing me
So they had to leave to Ferriere in 1899
For new life thinking everything would be fine
Their property was owned by Count Mazzolini
Who seemed to be a mean one wanting crops in season
Which means someone has to help Mr. Goretti
To get the crops ready that’s when he hired Signor Serenelli
Now this fellow came with his son Alessandro, an 18 year old strong
To help them with the job flow
But they was something unknown, though they shared the same home
Alessandro had a lust addiction full blown

Verse 2

Due to mosquitos in the
Area, her father died of malaria
Now her mother’s alone so Maria has to carry the
Burden, at only 11 years old, she was told
To cook, clean the household, wash and fold all clothes
Opposed she never did, she was made a new kid
Since her First Communion there grew in her a new strength
Cause soon here innocence was to be tested
By the very one in her house whom no one suspected

Alessandro watched Maria from distance
Insistence to act his fantasies was persistent
He attempted approaching her alone in the fields
She pushed him away and ran, and said that never did yield
But he chased her and said “If you reveal what I tried to do
Maria, I swear it, I’m going to kill you!”
At this she was horrified, Maria didn’t want to die
So she tried not to be alone with him and his taunting eyes
He kept awaiting the next opportunity
Thinking “Maria, soon it’ll be just you and me”
Then one day, while Maria’s mom was out working
He said “I’m going back for handkerchief soon I’m returning”
Then with evil glee, he ran back how with great speed
Thinking, “Now I’ve got you Maria! No one will hear you scream!”
He rushed in and said “Maria come here!”
Such mad man did he appear, Maria’s heart fill with fear
She tried to run, but he showed his is knife
And said, “Maria come here now, or I’m taking your life!”
He jumped on her the she yelled “Stop this or you’ll go to hell
It’s sin, God forbids it!” Then he entered in a spell
Then down fell the blade stabbing in her rib cage
He was mad and insane, her panic changed to pure pain
Then the blood stains sobered him some, his feelings numb
While Maria crawled pleading “please Someone come!”
Then Alessandro’s dad heard the baby crying on the 2nd floor
Thinking “Now where is Maria? What’s the baby crying for?”
He goes into the house and finds Maria half dead
Saying “My God! Who did this to you? ” Alessandro” she said
Before long, the whole town knows the episode
Exclaiming, “Maria is saint!” And “to jail with Alessandro!”
They tried to heal her wounds but she couldn’t be saved
Then she forgave her attacker then she passed away…