Now that is a legend...1
for capoeira,hip hop and martial arts fans...
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Flashy Words
Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right
Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right
So I use these, real eyes to, realize the real lies being spoken but not heard 'cause
We are more fascinated by that which are fabricated
The, iconoclastic tactless tactician aims
Tongues spits truth, words like wrecking balls
Bounce off brains 'cause nobody likes to hear what's going on these days it's like
The truth hurts
And we've been lied to a bunch of hollowed minds living on borrowed times and
Nobody likes to hear that and nobody likes to say it either 'cause
Lazy Angels never carry their wings and
Wingless words do nothing but keep us down so
This New York poet yells there is no satisfaction in knowing that
Your life is one of the saddest fictions ever written.
So take your not so satisfactory life back
To the Sadness Factory to
Be reworked and to
Be rewritten and to
Be reconfigured to live right.
Open your brain let your heart go
The Real You has been locked within your ribcage for too long and
Stop trying to hold on to then 'cause that's why it all started.
And about that same time He forgot fun
She lost hope and now We
Can't find anything.
And I swear to God if I could swear to God I'd ask Her
What the fuck was She thinking when She gave us Free Will
'Cause we done fucked things up 'cause
Kids dont play and God don't pray
'Cause it's out of Her hands now.
See I've rewritten the Bible after getting over the primal rage
Of finding my name disguised within a Bible's page and
People trying to dissect my destiny to find that
Words somehow make the world turn but it really doesn't turn right.
And suddenly the world stops spinning because words weren't good enough.
So I tell you a blind man once told me the true meaning of love at first sight
So I close my eyes and I recited this poem
To a audience of one that found total gratification and my undivided attention
And when I opened my eyes I found myself standing before a mirror
Staring into the eyes of an invisible man until my pupils became pupils
And I could teach myself to live a better life.
From a piece of mind brings peace of mind all I gotta do is give a piece of mine
Only the words piece together the pieces in me to create peace within me.
But shit they are all pieces
Pieces to a puzzle which when put together, is me.
So let me tell you something
Don't ever do anything you're not supposed to
And speak only when spoken to
And don't speak unless you mean
'Cause a good man is hard to find
and a hard man is good to find
And I'm half the man I used to be and
One fourth the person I should be or could be
'Cause I sacrificed freedom for stardom
After being fucked out of my freedom without a condom
Now how dumb was I.
Words, break these words down to the syllables
They all are the silly bulls they represent
And what do I represent?
Well it's hard to say when my rep resents the fact that I have to question myself when each time that question represents itself.
I can, therefore I am and,
Sticks and stones may break your bones but Words will always teach you
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
Breakin it Bad...
Yo its been awhile...summer is over,new seasion of hip hop and martial arts is starting so get ready!!
enjoy this song from the last Breaking Bad episode for this year...supp!
Thursday, May 10, 2012
MMA Worst Cut!
It looks easy and not dangerous from outside the cage...but when your inside...youll know...
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Monday, May 7, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Martial Arts test Kicks
im not afraid from a man who trained a 10.000 kicks once,im afraid from a man who trained one kick 10.000 times-Bruce Lee
Do not underestimate,Every Martial Art is Great in its own way..
Monday, April 30, 2012
Simba Capoeira Israel
Cara de peixe and Simba are my favourite capoeiristas and here you can see why Simba is one of them!
Martial Hip Hop Arts!
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Winter is coming
Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
April 1st
Winter is coming!!!
MartialHipHopArts the truth!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Relax with capoeira!
There is no thing better to watch then capoeira skills in slow motion...enjoy!
Martial Hip Hop Arts!!!
Vamos Capoeira Paris.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Talib Kweli-Hell
Every Sunday waking up catching gossip at its worst
Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church
Caught up in the rapture of the first chapter and second verse
If we all god's children then what's the word of the reverend worth
Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facing time
If we all made in god's image then that means his face is mine
Wait or it's that blasphemy it's logical it has to be
If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly
Naturally that's confusion to a young'n trying to follow christ
Taught that if you don't know jesus then you lead a hollow life
Never question the fact that jesus was a jew and not a christian
Or that christianity was made law by politicians
And who was King James?
And why did he think that it was so vital to remove chapters and make his own version of the bible
They say hell is underground, heaven is in the sky
they say that's where you go when you die but how they know
I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses
I've dealt with my base self I controlled my many urges
I used to study my lessons
That was a blessing not a curse
I found out that heaven and hell exist right here on earth, word
Studied with Rastafarian's, found out from the dreads that hell is called Babylon
And that's where the crazy boarheads dwell
They got us thinking that muslims like to make bombs
But real muslims believe in paradise and resisting Shaitan
So it all sound the same to me
But when they say one's right and the other is wrong it just sound like game to me
It's like god skipped past the church and came to me
No that ain't vein to me
It's just a particular way that I came to see
The difference between those that claim to be
Religious and those that say they spiritual
And recognize that life is full of miracles
You can the flow is divine
I glow when I rhyme
Cause it coincide with a grow in tide of those
looking for god that know to go inside
Looking for absolution
Livin in mass confusion
The gas inducing psychopath created a last solution
Based on his interpretation of what the words are saying
Lookin for god but ended up doing the work of satan
Religion create division
Make the muslim hate the christian
Make the christian hate the jew
Make up rules of faith
That you condition to and gotta follow
god forbid you go to hell
But if you ever been to any ghetto then you know it well
Thi is one of my favourite Talib verses...it goes so deep...
and btw sorry ive been away for so long...but im back now...so enjoy this poems
Peace....Martial Hip Hop Arts The Truth!
Monday, January 2, 2012
its time for some poetry!
Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right
Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right
So I use these, real eyes to, realize the real lies being spoken but not heard 'cause
We are more fascinated by that which are fabricated
The, iconoclastic tactless tactician aims
Tongues spits truth, words like wrecking balls
Bounce off brains 'cause nobody likes to hear what's going on these days it's like
The truth hurts
And we've been lied to a bunch of hollowed minds living on borrowed times and
Nobody likes to hear that and nobody likes to say it either 'cause
Lazy Angels never carry their wings and
Wingless words do nothing but keep us down so
This New York poet yells there is no satisfaction in knowing that
Your life is one of the saddest fictions ever written.
So take your not so satisfactory life back
To the Sadness Factory to
Be reworked and to
Be rewritten and to
Be reconfigured to live right.
Open your brain let your heart go
The Real You has been locked within your ribcage for too long and
Stop trying to hold on to then 'cause that's why it all started.
And about that same time He forgot fun
She lost hope and now We
Can't find anything.
And I swear to God if I could swear to God I'd ask Her
What the fuck was She thinking when She gave us Free Will
'Cause we done fucked things up 'cause
Kids dont play and God don't pray
'Cause it's out of Her hands now.
See I've rewritten the Bible after getting over the primal rage
Of finding my name disguised within a Bible's page and
People trying to dissect my destiny to find that
Words somehow make the world turn but it really doesn't turn right.
And suddenly the world stops spinning because words weren't good enough.
So I tell you a blind man once told me the true meaning of love at first sight
So I close my eyes and I recited this poem
To a audience of one that found total gratification and my undivided attention
And when I opened my eyes I found myself standing before a mirror
Staring into the eyes of an invisible man until my pupils became pupils
And I could teach myself to live a better life.
From a piece of mind brings peace of mind all I gotta do is give a piece of mine
Only the words piece together the pieces in me to create peace within me.
But shit they are all pieces
Pieces to a puzzle which when put together, is me.
So let me tell you something
Don't ever do anything you're not supposed to
And speak only when spoken to
And don't speak unless you mean
'Cause a good man is hard to find
and a hard man is good to find
And I'm half the man I used to be and
One fourth the person I should be or could be
'Cause I sacrificed freedom for stardom
After being fucked out of my freedom without a condom
Now how dumb was I.
Words, break these words down to the syllables
They all are the silly bulls they represent
And what do I represent?
Well it's hard to say when my rep resents the fact that I have to question myself when each time that question represents itself.
I can, therefore I am and,
Sticks and stones may break your bones but Words will always teach you
And here is his famous preformance from Def Poetry
Enjoy it and Happy New Year....
Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right
So I use these, real eyes to, realize the real lies being spoken but not heard 'cause
We are more fascinated by that which are fabricated
The, iconoclastic tactless tactician aims
Tongues spits truth, words like wrecking balls
Bounce off brains 'cause nobody likes to hear what's going on these days it's like
The truth hurts
And we've been lied to a bunch of hollowed minds living on borrowed times and
Nobody likes to hear that and nobody likes to say it either 'cause
Lazy Angels never carry their wings and
Wingless words do nothing but keep us down so
This New York poet yells there is no satisfaction in knowing that
Your life is one of the saddest fictions ever written.
So take your not so satisfactory life back
To the Sadness Factory to
Be reworked and to
Be rewritten and to
Be reconfigured to live right.
Open your brain let your heart go
The Real You has been locked within your ribcage for too long and
Stop trying to hold on to then 'cause that's why it all started.
And about that same time He forgot fun
She lost hope and now We
Can't find anything.
And I swear to God if I could swear to God I'd ask Her
What the fuck was She thinking when She gave us Free Will
'Cause we done fucked things up 'cause
Kids dont play and God don't pray
'Cause it's out of Her hands now.
See I've rewritten the Bible after getting over the primal rage
Of finding my name disguised within a Bible's page and
People trying to dissect my destiny to find that
Words somehow make the world turn but it really doesn't turn right.
And suddenly the world stops spinning because words weren't good enough.
So I tell you a blind man once told me the true meaning of love at first sight
So I close my eyes and I recited this poem
To a audience of one that found total gratification and my undivided attention
And when I opened my eyes I found myself standing before a mirror
Staring into the eyes of an invisible man until my pupils became pupils
And I could teach myself to live a better life.
From a piece of mind brings peace of mind all I gotta do is give a piece of mine
Only the words piece together the pieces in me to create peace within me.
But shit they are all pieces
Pieces to a puzzle which when put together, is me.
So let me tell you something
Don't ever do anything you're not supposed to
And speak only when spoken to
And don't speak unless you mean
'Cause a good man is hard to find
and a hard man is good to find
And I'm half the man I used to be and
One fourth the person I should be or could be
'Cause I sacrificed freedom for stardom
After being fucked out of my freedom without a condom
Now how dumb was I.
Words, break these words down to the syllables
They all are the silly bulls they represent
And what do I represent?
Well it's hard to say when my rep resents the fact that I have to question myself when each time that question represents itself.
I can, therefore I am and,
Sticks and stones may break your bones but Words will always teach you
And here is his famous preformance from Def Poetry
Enjoy it and Happy New Year....
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