Andrew Gavinet

LA native, i like football and futbol, great films, great cinematography in films. A good conversation, and a nice glass of huckleberry soda

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On The Worries of a Nation

April 8, 2015



But what does it mean?

Reality is bullshit when your life is a dream

Mean, fiend, I don't give a fuck

I give my life to Uncle Sam so he can take off my cuffs.

The rhythm and the rhyme, some might call it hip hop

I call it the eyewitness account of the doped up

Strange, callous, and Un foreseen, that so called hip hop can unite black and white while still making green

I don't even like the bullshit lyrics I only like the beats

Seldom is Nas fear of death reproduced in the city that never sleeps

So I mind my time, I mind myself, its dangerous for a kid from the suburbs to get opinions from somebody else.

Yet the music flows through us and with its weight it reminds

The whole country that black lives matter and there is more than race that divides.


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