Drop those pitchforks and pick up your forks for eating rich people, it’s time for another Meet The Tracks, Thirs (eat the rich).

I made this track partly because everyone should eat the rich because they are responsible for some of the worst human atrocities seen on earth and partly because it reflects the work that I am doing with the Madison General Defense Committee local 100 food security working group. We go out and feed folks and try to make sure no one is going hungry in town since there is always an abundance of wasted food by capitalists in every city. We do the work with the intention of making long term transformative change in food security in our communities. It is not unlike food not bombs, although I don’t know if they had a longer term anticapitalist revolutionary transformative outlook like we do.

I also made this song because there were FAR too many times when I was a child that I was hungry and my caretakers didn’t have access to healthy food for me and my siblings. This is a problem that is all to common in this society, its unacceptable. We boast about being the bestest most coolest country and meanwhile we kill babies overseas by the boatloads and starve our own babies right here on Turtle Island, throwing away perfectly good food for profit by the boatload. This country has to cease. In the meantime, we will eat the rich. Not later, but now.

Cheers, here’s the lyrics:

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Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

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1 out of 6 in the country is hungry

1 out of five children have empty tummys

1 out of 1 of the rich is the villain

100 percent of system needs killing

we stop it with force cause of course they got muscle

We eat the rich cause they keeping us hustled

delete police and don’t forget truffles

popo risotto with honey and waffles

Feed us the dream as we starve in the streets

they judge the hungry folks that they meet

Blinded by personal Responsibility

Puritan work ethic splits the community

We topple facade and call for unity

Model discrete cause This is a mutiny

chuck forty percent of food With impunity

Guillotine and your neck meet beautifully

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Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

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we snack on backs of oppressors yessir

you bet we best not cause nutrient stressors

Eat the rich make the dish healthily prepared flesh

fried it with fresh butter pastured see cultured batch

gourmet cooking cause we enjoy life

more stay full when got nutrients right

Fine dining should be ubiquitous

nay crime when u eat on haute bouge flesh

Grass fed to keep the nutrients tight

Served bread grain fresh from harvest supply

Reduced simmer braised in wine all night

We choose dinner raised in fine halls & white

bye, food process regimes

Why, do all that we need

Fresh, fuck markets take it

Bet, we truck out the takings

Fuck, waiting for overthrow we out here making it

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Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

Eat the rich and stay fresh

We be munchin on flesh

Fee for brunchin it when

Pee pull starving and then

You funnel food In a trash can for profit

We had enough and we here to stop it

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Drop those AK’s and pick up a machete, it’s time for another;

Meet The Tracks;

Quilombo dos Palmares

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Guess what this song is about? It’s about funneling the fundamentally revolutionary spirit of marooned slaves to fight capitalism and the modern day slavery system. Due to the position of Black folks in civil society and due to the necessity of the system to act parasitic upon the Black body, any struggle that takes up the cause of the marooned slave is bound to be one that is fundamentally revolutionary at it’s core when compared to other struggles. It is through this framework that I propose we advance our struggles, for in it is the power to expose the fundamentally contradictory nature of capitalism and capitalist hegemony as it exists in civil society.

So yea, I’m talk about chopping off heads of oppressors with machetes and rocking it like militant as fuck maroon communities did. In this song I mentioned Quilombo dos Palmares and Zumbi dos Palmares. Quilombo dos Palmares means war camp and Zumbi means zombie. Zumbi and Quilombo dos Palmares referred to a Brazilian marooon camp of militant ex-slaves and their valiant leader, whom very much slaughtered slave masters and planned and executed guerilla tactics to fight against the system of slavery. I also mentioned Nat Turner, who lead a well known insurrection with fellow slaves and did a damn fine job. I talked also about Deslondes and the Louisiana uprising of 1811. The uprising was planned by escaped slaves who organized their maroon communities together to form an army and attempted to expropriate Louisiana from the slave holders and create a free Black republic. One of the leaders of the uprising was Charles Deslondes. And of course, I talk about Jean-Jacques Dessalines, slave turned military commander of the revolutionary Haitian army. Dessalines didn’t fuck around when it came to giving the slave states tastes of their own medicine. The image for the track is of Carlota, Afro-Cuban yoruban slave who led an uprising in the sugar mill Triunvirato. In the image, which is of a statue of Carlota taken from Cuba, where the statue resides, she is attacking a prison with her machete.

I think left folks and folks of all stripes should definitely be up on their history of slave rebellions and maroon communities. Their is no better history to provide fuel to the fire of the anticapitalist, anti-racist, anti-slavery struggles.

Lyrics:

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Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot

Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot
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Forged in the fires of Revolutionary France
People’s assembly had bourgeois elements
Angular blade for the good of decapitants
Razor sharp edge head locked in meant no crushing necks

egalitarian killing device
monarch commissioned he won’t use it right
Im glad for hearing him scream for his life
We’re down for steering it next to his wife

Abolish The Death Penalty,
Abolish All of The Police
Abolish Prisons that them in
Abolish Capital System

I done seen a litany of massacres from
Brittany to Damascus they slaughter their masters
And sow class disasters all across the pastures
its payback from Past scars

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Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot

Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot
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I’m guillotine find me in seventeen nineties
Jacobin’s fine but they don’t define me
I’d Rather Be in eighteen o three with Dessalines
I Long to be with Deslonde in New Orleans

Guillotine from France they made me
but the real weapon machete
Slave master decapitater
Chop heads now and take names later

Wielded by the hands of enslaved revolters
Feel the same as when you chop upholders
peel the page back on the lies they told ya
Grab your machete make plantation smolder

Get Denmark Vesey all up on your ass
Zumbi de Palmares Nat Turner smash
Embody the struggles turn system to ash
dead bodies of capitals stalwarts amass

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Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot

Quilombo Dos Palmares On every block
We go and knock down the state, that’s how we rock
We funnel Maroon Spirit, topple the boss
We do it with machete, don’t use one shot
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Put down those firearms, it’s time for another edition of,

Meet The Tracks by lil guillotine

The latest track is in response to all of the folks advocating gun control as a way to stop school shootings but completely giving white supremacy a pass.

Here are the Lyrics:

Eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

gun control is racist Your system complicit

In violence now face it Right now let me List it

White men sow division Anti Black Enlisting

Make places you live in An open air prison

The White man mass killer

Race murders but Still they’re

Banning guns like Hitler

What the fucks the deal dears

There is an elephant in the room

Banning the implement but you let Nazis bloom

Why is it that you prioritize

Racist policies Open your eyes

Gun control is one of the oldest forms

Of race control, won’t you please study more

From revocation to bans for all felons

Gun controllers are the vanilla villains

Eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

Eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

Focus on one time what’s wrong with you

Go nuts on their crimes and Nazis too

Take away their rights if that’s what you gotta do

Make em pay Don’t do what they made you do

Stripping rights is wrong move Anyway

Take our guns give them all to the state

it invites all the cops to the table

makes you all rely on pure evil

To settle disputes and to tell the truth

They don’t do that there’s no proof

they meddle in lives kill many black youth

Disabled Native and others too

Gun control is liberal Leftists look like shills who

react from the visceral Advocate state control

unh uh, no no unh uh no

please allow me to notion Relieve ya

exhibiting signs of History amnesia

It exited your mind that self defense needed

without it no social move ever succeeded

Maroonage impossible without mad shooters

Ferguson started a movement with gat users

Post Reconstruction strategical refuses

From Charlottesville to the Civil Rights movement

Jim Crow Klan and the man moves to take your Lugers

Eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

Eh e eh e Gun control is racist

Gun control is racist, yes

Check out the track here.

Here it is, it’s Meet The Tracks, this week’s new track is by emcee dj lil guillotine called the Black Power Mixtape.

This is a set I originally put together a few months before I started rapping for a fundraiser for both the Free The 350 Bail Fund as well as the Madison General Defense Committee local 100. I decided to record it and put it out there since I think it’s really interesting.

I named this track the “Black Power Mixtape by lil guillotine” because 1. it has excerpts from the Black Power Mixtape documentary of Angela Davis‘s speech about the hypocrisy of liberal critiques of self defense in revolutionary movements, that speech is lit if you haven’t heard it you should check it out. In addition to Angela Davis there are speeches and talks and poems on there from many radical Black power revolutionaries.

The tracks starts off with me dropping some freshly written and barely rehearsed rhymes;

“Newly sharp, my blade is cutting

Exremely smart, drop rad hints subtly

Write dope rhymes while puffing steadily

Shred ones and twos just like confetti”

 It then follows with Mutabaruka‘s “Dis Poem,” Davis‘s Black Power Mixtape excerpt, an excerpt from H. Rap Brown‘s (Imam Jamil Al-Amin) 1968 speech to the Black Panthers, an excerpt from Langston Hughes‘ “The Black Verse, 12 Moods for Jazz,” and then it ends with Peter Tosh’s “Equal Rights” which is a dope song because he is all “fuck peace, we want justice” over and over!

This is done while “Brand New Dub” by Roots Manuva plays in the background, followed by Black Star “Definition” instrumental, then Blackalicious‘ “It’s Going Down” instrumental, then Jurassic Five’s “If You Only Knew” instrumental, then Erykah Badu’s “Love of My Life” instrumental followed by Peter Tosh‘s “Equal Right’s” non instrumental, lyrics intact. All the music on the track is hand mixed with my turntables and played from vinyl, some of the radical Black power speeches and excerpts were also on vinyl. It’s not that I am a luddite or an audiophile who will only play analog music sources, I just haven’t gotten around to purchasing the gear for all digital dj’ing yet.

Cheers and happy listening, sharing, following and liking, click here to listen.