9.7.11

In Revolutionary Trajectory with Dead Prez (videography)

RadicalCritique.Org | The Revolutionary's Library | July 9, 2011

“These are the hard facts: time for the hood to up-rise, we’ve got to organize ourselves and we’ve got to mobilize, and there can’t be no confusion in our collective solution; if not for ourselves then for our kids cause we know who our enemy is: it’s the congressman—and the police man—and the business man—working hand-in-hand—and the way they play—we don’t have a chance—gotta get my life in my own black hands cause I can’t take it anymore.”
Dead Prez, The Hood



"I'm sick of working for crumbs and filling up the prisons, dying over money and relying on religion for help. We do for self like ants in a colony. Organize the wealth into a socialist economy— a way of life based off the common need, and all my comrades are ready we just spreading the seed."
Dead Prez, Police State









"I live, I die, I organize,
Everything I do - revolutionize,
I build what's good for the whole damn hood,
Study G's like these, really think you should,
I study Malcolm Garvey Huey, Malcolm Garvey Huey,
Malcolm Garvey Huey, Malcolm Garvey Huey."
Dead Prez, Malcolm Garvey Huey


"Strength come from within, it's not the outer image; blood pumping my set is gang of calisthenics."
Stic of Dead Prez, Back on my Regimen


"Beautiful girls come in all types of flavors; when you love yourself there's always gon be haters."
Dead Prez, The Beauty Within 



"I know it's not just me I aint the only one; everybody got something that they need to overcome. You aint gor to smoke crack to be a fiend, a fiend is just somebody whos addicted it can be anything. Too many of us addicted to the American dream, we high from the lies on the TV screen, we drunk from the poison that they teach in the schools and we junkies from the chemicals we eat in the food"
Stic of Dead Prez, I Believe



"These bullshit politicians say they speaking for the people; before they ran for office they was cheatin' in the people.  Billion dollar campaign, trillion dollar bail out—anybody know the definition of a sellout?"
Dead Prez, Politrikks


"These record labels slang our tapes like dope
You can be next in line, and signed
And still be writing rhymes and broke
Would you rather have a Lexus or justice
A dream or some substance
A Beamer, a necklace or freedom."
Dead Prez, Hip Hop