"Rebel Without a Cause" by Johnny Magnum

Let me enlighten you bout what you like to do on ya Paper Chase.
You hustle to get cash that you can't wait to waste.
Coke, shrooms, E, Loud, you's a waste-a space.
You got ya head up in the clouds, here's some ankle weights.
It aint hatin', its information, I'm saying it so note it,
If you gotta do it... don't make it a career, Do it for the moment.
Don't struggle just to rent a car, do it til you own it.
If you can't fix it be a Hypocrite, do it, don't condone it.
Do it for the Loners, do it for the Populars,
Do it for those the same as you, do it for the opposite,
If you can't do it for yourself help someone from the Populous.
Do it for ya Bachelors, do it for ya Doctorate,
"They" expect you to be uneducated,
"They" expect you to be savages,
"They" expect you to blow money,
"They" expect below average,
"They" expect this train of thought,
"They" expect you to stay on track,
"They" expect you to be ignorant,
"They" expect you to ignore facts.
Your lack of cause causes "them" to lack respect for all Blacks,
So activist, let me ask you this,
When you gonna rebel against that?

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“My Poem to Haters” by Johnny Magnum

 

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"My Poem to Haters" by Johnny Magnum by Johnny Mag

I can see without sight,

My sights set on-Deathcon,

in the wolves in sheep's clothing,

Loathing,

hatin’ on me cause I can be what I like...

I got potential.

My mentals transcend like its no thing,

My mind bends space/time to see the future, I'm Winning, you the Loser,

Lucifer couldn't stand the heat that I bring,

So get out the kitchen.

You don't want beef you can't cook,

You are Lame,

yeah we at the same game but I play and you Look.

You are a Fan,

replaceable,

My Lust for success is insatiable

While being Great on your Agenda is notated under 'Things I'm Afraid to Do'.

You're Low Maintenance,

and Foul but I'm so Flagrant

I can stand still, shoot for my goals and not see you.

You're see thru,

Translucent,

You're complacent,

bowels compacted, sit down you won't do shit.

I'm combative,

I compete for things that are conducive to my well being,

I'm seeing so Lucid.

You wanna keep up?

Well good Luck tryna process what I've computed and I still want more.

You stuck wit a Pen and Paper tryna show your work?

Jerk I'm a Quad Core. You Unprepared,

How dare you try to disrespect me?

Especially since overheating is deadly,

You'd fuck around and die tryna sweat the Technique.

I'm the male Mystique, a shape shifter,

You claim to be predator but you Prey,

but did you ever notice that for some odd reason you only bold after you taste Liquor?

So I can sense how much you shook, my nickname Richter.

So don't front like you off the scale chill,

We both know you can't see me

but I know you felt and understand me,

Man see this must be how Braille feels… to a Blind man,

and I can succeed, because I am Me, So you envy

‘cause you do what ya told, you go wit the flow

and I do whatever I Damn well please.

At God Speed.

And this is my MP, H's,

My Poem to Haters

And they just,

wanna degrade us

‘cause they aint us.

But it ain't Justified,

So if I just decide

to fight fire with fire then

I just denied My right to call myself better than you.

So I combat ignorance with intelligence,

Belittlement wit benevolence

And ever since I sensed life was unfair this thought here would Level it.

My potential is limitless,

My haters are livid and limited,

And their punishment

is that they

have

to Live wit It.

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Go to War - Johnny Magnum

 

This was more of a Lyrical Quest for Knowledge for me than a Spoken Word/Rap piece. Originally I started writing this with my frustration of the way things went in my life but then towards then end I was inspired to respond to my own questions/concerns in what I can only explain as a Subconscious Omni-Presence and it gave me a level of clarity I’ve never had before. Take a Listen and see if you understand, Feel Free to comment or ask any questions about my thought process if you don’t.

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THE RANT

Let me introduce me, I'll tell you what the truth be
Internal civil war never more we called a truce see
You gotta understand I’m a man its my duty
To protect myself and my Fam from these groupies

So I begin to dissect dialect with intelligence
Born as a perfectionist, saw it as a sign, no penmanship
Gangsta & a Gentlemen, Hell bound but I'm heaven sent
Guided by the Lord but the Devil got my GPS

I try not to be egregious, but it only makes me madder
two sides, one is badder, cant have Johnny without the Magnum
Can't have Mag without the Problems, long division hard to solve him
Hatred cultivating, I don’t wanna be the gardener

THE PRAYER

It's a little shop of horrors in my soul no detours
Lusting food for thought, just feed me, I'll see more
I'm tryna to open my eyes, heart and mind
But Why do demons get stronger when I start to grind

Yes I have some questions I want answered before I die
If God can't rid the world of the Devil, How can I?
How can I be expected to accomplish such a task?
Then I drop to my knees, fold my hands and ask why?

THE RESPONSE

My son u have been chosen, I feel your losing hope and
I want to come to Aid but then your position would be worthless
You need to know your worth is immeasurable, I’m telling u
I blessed u with Free Will, so I can't tell u what u betta do

I've told u what to Never do, just follow the commandments
I gave u the gift of insight, Read the Bible understand it
See I've already Planned it, so Stand up against Satan
There's a Holy War waging, Life is just a Boot Camp

This was a featured track off my debut mixtape, African American Idol available for free Download and/or Streaming Here

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Single Mother Appreciation… from a 5year Old

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By: @SexyLipsMarie

As I was watching this I literally cried! That really touched my heart. He is so sweet. Look at this 5 year old rapping to the "Hey Mamma - Tupac" Instrumental.

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What is an Emcee?

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First off I'd Like to thank my Home girl @lilygv for Posting this on my Facebook wall from a Def Poetry Jam episode. She knows me All To Well to know I'd LOVE this piece.

 

I'm sure we all have received, and gotten annoyed with the Spam Rap Artist along with the Self Proclaimed "Emcees." Those that had the Luxury of hearing True Hip Hop in its prime probably know the difference between a Rapper and an Emcee, but its clear that most don't.

 

The first thing people should learn is Being able to rhyme words together makes you slighter more Skilled than Dr. Seuss... actually he is probably still better because he tells stories. Before calling yourself an Emcee, know where it came from and the responsibilities it encompasses. An Emcee, which derives from Master of Ceremonies (MC), meaning you have to be able to Host a movement, not just be a part of it, you must be able to get the crowd interested in what your about to entertain them with, not just Shuck and Jive for whatever trend will get you most notoriety.

 

An Emcee is a Lyrical Renaissance man, capable of getting the crowd hyped, making people laugh, and most importantly EDUCATE the listener or at least getting them to think about whatever Topic you choose to speak on. If you are not this and simply in music for a buck... than you are NOT, and will NOT ever be an Emcee in HipHop.

 

HipHop is a way of life, not a Prostitute. Stop raping it for Profits.

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A Poem to @NickiMinaj by @JasmineMans

Written by @butterfliesblue

 

I am still neutral about Nicki Minaj. Not a big fan of her persona, but I can respect her hustle. Jasmine Mans is a poet who wrote this poem to Nicki Minaj. I love the emotion behind it, and to me it's a challenge for Nicki to step it up as a woman, and be more respectful about her image.

 

 

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