Original Full Boondocks Theme Song (Asheru- Judo Flip)
Whoever said that hip hop never had deep shit to say needs to listen to these lyrics
Whoever said that hip hop never had deep shit to say needs to listen to these lyrics
sorry i didn’t keep the letter you wrote
Or the poem you sent
Or the tears you cried
Or soothe your anger
Or listen to any of the songs you said reminded you of me
Or make the hate go away along with the love
I…uh, really am.
Septa bus driver pulls to a stop
flings open the doors
dead serious face
yelling,
“Ey, what do you think y’all doin?
You can’t get on
this is the charter bus to the zoo.”
Confusion
&
hilarity ensues.
WINGATE PARK IS COLD AT NIGHT
I RAN THERE
NO SPECTATORS BUT THE
LONELY STREETLIGHTS
THE SOUNDS MY SNEAKERS MAKE
AS THEY ECHO IN EMPTY BASKETBALL COURTS
I RUN THERE
I RUN PAST THERE
I TRAMPLE THERE UNTIL THERE IS NO THERE
IT IS ONLY ME
CIRCLING GREEN SPOTTED BROWN GARBAGE GRASS
& BUILDINGS
CURIOUS AS THEY ARE LEAN AWAY
I BREATHE INVISIBLE LIQUID ETHER
THAT’S SOAKING IN MY LUNGS
& WILL PROBABLY EXPLODE ANY MINUTE
I KEEP RUNNING
WISHING TO VOMIT EVERY
AMBITION I HAVE OF WINNING
BUT WHO AM I KIDDING
EVEN IF I DID
I’D KEEP RUNNING
TO BEAT MY MOCKING SHADOW
THAT’S ALWAYS AHEAD OF ME
AHEAD OF ME ARE WIRED FENCES
POLICE HEADLIGHTS ON MY HEELS
I RUN
THE INSIDE OF MY ANKLES THROB
THE PAIN IS KNOCKIN IN MY BRAIN
LIKE THE BASS BLASTIN OFF THAT CAR DOWN THE BLOCK
MY FRAME IF SILHOUETTED ONTO THE RED TRACK
I CANT STOP & I CANT GO BACK
I RUN
FOR THE SHADOW AT MY SIDE THAT’S LOSING
I RUN
FOR THE POLICE HEADLIGHTS THAT WON’T CATCH ME
I RUN
UNTIL THE BRUTELY CRACKED PAINT ON THE CONCRETE WALLS
FADES AWAY
THE SOUND OF DADDY CHASTISING 3 YRS OLDS
DISSIPATES
ROACHES IN THE KITCHEN
DISINTEGRATE
OR UNTIL MY LEGS BREAK
MY SHOULDERS ACHE
I SEE STARS
& CAN ONLY COUNT 15
BUT I KEEP RUNNIN
& RUNNING
& RUNNIN

Try as I may, I can never escape looking exactly like my Nana (R.I.P)
Whoa…
What the film lacks in faces on the screen it makes up for in outstanding shots, CGI or not, of Earth as it spins through unbounded space. In fact, spinning is probably the key element to this movie. A single motion can set off a chain reaction that we have no control over, yet we find purpose in straightening out and moving forward. Drive to live is what makes us unbearably and remarkably human. Clooney, who plays the funny, charming, and dashingly experienced astronaut to Bullock’s fledgling character, is also her conscience, her will, and philosophically a projection of the inner voice of God that tells us not to be afraid.
That’s Real!
Playing to the depths of our souls, the unknown, and space. Even if the movie wasn’t in IMAX, I still would’ve cringed. Among the phenomenal graphics that pushed us deep into our seats with the singular prayer that what we were witnessing was in fact a movie and not some awful time warp where we had been transported into our deepest fears. An unconventional horror film that doubles as a realistic Sci-Fi flick, Gravity, starring Sandra Bullock, George Clooney, and a clawing realization that death is always closer than we think, made this definitely worth the $17 ticket and IMAX glasses.
Plot
“Life in space is not possible.”
The premise of the movie, stated in the opening credits, is that “Life in space is not possible.” A point that turns a paradox into a running joke as we follow the astronauts through their struggle to survive a pernicious environment that seems hell bent on testing their will at every turn. The larger symbolisms here, that escape most, is that we live on a planet revolving in space. How is our lives possible and why? Questions that the movie skillfully avoids. It does, however, confront the unknown and chaos that orbits Death. In this movie fear, death, and fear of death are palpable and concrete. Not the abstract ideas we think about among the daily grind of menial existence but right against the glass; as close as a crack in a helmet, a slip in life’s crucial grip, or panic at the wrong moment that flings us off into a dark, shapeless void. Scary as hell, to the point where all you can do is grip the seat and hope that the intensity will subside, which it never does. The film makes the audience feel as if they are just as lost in space, holding their breath like each one is a grain from God. No one inhales too much, not until the end do we all dare to breathe deeply with the character.
Soul Survivor
Arthur Schopenhauer wrote about The Will as the fundamental and indestructible building block to mankind, that intellect is irrelevant in the grand scheme of our lives. This film demonstrates his theory with the interaction between the only two fully developed characters, but mainly within the conversations she has with herself. Tom Hanks had Wilson in Cast Away, Will Smith had Sam in I am Legend, but the film makes the point over and over again that she, Ryan, is the “sole survivor”. It has a final tone to it that permeates throughout her experiences. She is on her own disconnected from the living on Earth, and even the dead in space, curled into the fetal position, she has only herself and her will to keep going.
Bruce Lee. Master of words as well as actions. Enough said
Today I begin a new life. I am the master of my abilities… and today will be a great and beautiful day.
— Baby Boy
Saw this movie the other day. Unsuspectingly deep words from such a trivialized character. go figure.
I wrote this in High School, but I dedicate it to my Mom who’s having my little brother…
In case you didn’t know
You see me and make me feel warm
In a world so cold
Like me I guess
So all I can give you is my very best promise
That child these hands will hold you
Until the world stops spinning
Falls off its axis
In another life I was queen
And you will have to accept your destiny
Rule your land
Run your kingdom
Raise your kings and queens to feel compassion
And never regret your bold decisions
Trust them and no one will question
But son do not worry because we were soldiers
Fight with valiance
Only use defiance
When your heart will not allow you to follow direct commands
Fear is an option Combat commands it of us
Be afraid of the capability of your own hands
Against another
Because you should always first and foremost love your brother
We were slaves
I remember the way you didn’t you didn’t cry when the boat rocked and I remember the way your hair smelled
You kept me from leaping
I was a teacher
You must learn to be a student
Respect me and I will respect you
My job is to harangue preach and give speeches
When I feel its necessary
Your job is to listen
Understanding is your greatest tool
And your mind is your greatest weapon
Because it is the only thing an enemy cannot destroy
And son if you remember nothing else
Remember you are descendant of artists
Poetry is your native tongue
And music heats your blood
You have the eyes to see the colors of the grotesque beauty of the world
Cherish who you are and what you can create
And I will always be here for you
Here’s to having this thingy. Let’s see where it goes.