Why Riot? Why Loot? Why Burn? Why Violence?

I honestly couldn’t tell you exactly why we do the things we do when maybe something like a big racial tragedy happens in the black community. I feel like doing these things is almost embedded in us because of the history that our older African American peoples have done. I feel like rioting, burning, violence, and looting all comes from us being fed up with bullshit and something being the last straw so, we act out of emotion and rebel against whatever we feel the need to. I also feel like rioting is a way to show white supremacy that we are fucking tired of everything they have put us through. Think about it, before these past maybe two years, when was the last time there was a “real” riot somewhere. I feel like when our generation does it, it is kind of like an eye opener to everybody else, like “oh shit they are  serious”, or ” oh they aren’t playing around anymore what do we do?” I feel like when they realize we are tired of the bullshit, they start to get scared of what we may do to act out of rage. I don’t really see the point in looting other than the fact that there are people with poor families and seize an opportunity to help out by stealing thing during a riot because the attention won’t be on them and it’s sort of a much easier get away than to just walk into a place and steal something. I feel like burning is just apart of riot, once people get out of hand, they begin to act out of rage and don’t really care what gets destroyed while trying to get their point across. Violence is also an act of retaliation because nobody gives a flying fuck when blacks getting beat down by the cops, so why should we care about how other people feel when we retaliate. Some of the things we do may affect us negatively too, but I feel like we need to do whatever we need to do to get our points across and show people that we are serious.

10 Inspirational Songs

J.Cole Be Free

All we want to do is take the chains off
All we want to do is break the chains off
All we want to do is be free
All we want to do is be free
All we want to do is take the chains off
All we want to do is break the chains off
All we want to do is be free
All we want to do is be free

Can you tell me why every time I step outside
I see my niggas die,
Ooh, I’m letting you know
That it ain’t no gun they make that can kill my soul
Oh, no

The Game Start From Scratch

What the fuck are you lookin at self
You want a piece of me
Ahh man shit
The story of my life…

[Verse 1]
If I could start from scratch I wouldn’t change shit
Same red bandana same 45th
Same g wagon same hoodrat bitch
Workers in the kitchen cookin up my shit
Same telephone booth same connect
That mean the same hollow tips breakin up in my chest
Same bloody t-shirt same address
Same dog food album bangin in my tape deck
Homie if I could make 94 today
I’d tell easy and dre to bring back N.W.A.
I would have told Pac not to stomp Orlando
Told puffy and B.I.G about the Rampart scandal
I got too many dead homies
Fuck a rap career
I’d give anything in the world to bring back my nigga tez
Seem like we was jus’ in magic city yesterday
If I could bring back my homeboy charles he would say…

The Game Hate it or Love it

Ya, let’s take em back
Uh huh

Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy ain’t around probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
One of them gold ropes 
NaNa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat 
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that’d be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night 
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain’t nothing good in the hood
I’d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

Eminem Lose Yourself

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted. one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s choking how, everybody’s joking now
The clock’s run out, time’s up, over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Easy, no
He won’t have it, he knows his whole back’s to these ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that but he’s broke
He’s so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

Kanye West Good Morning

Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D’s motherfucker, D’s, Rosie Perez
And yes, barely pass any and every class
Lookin’ at every ass
Cheated on every test
I guess this is my dissertation
Homie, this shit is basic
Welcome to graduation

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

Good morning

On this day we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of
I’m like a fly Malcolm X
Buy any jeans necessary
Detroit wear cleaned up
From the streets of the league
From an eighth to a key
But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets
From the moments of pain
Look how far we done came
Haters sayin’ ya changed
Now ya doin’ ya thang

Kanye West All Falls Down

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I’m telling you ohh, it all falls down

[Verse – Kanye West]
Man I promise, she’s so self conscious
She has no idea what she’s doing in college
That major that she majored in don’t make no money
But she won’t drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain’t insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr
She like fuck it, I’ll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that’s enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don’t really care
She’s so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn’t afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can’t believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

Kanye West Through The Wire

Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever come what may
For a chance at loving you, I’d take it all away
Right down through the wire, even through the fire

I spit it through the wire man
There’s too much stuff on my heart right now man
I’ll gladly risk it all right now
It’s a life or death situation man
Y’all don’t really understand how I feel right now man
It’s your boy Kanye to the…
Chi-Town what’s going on

[Verse 1:]
I drink a boost for breakfast, and ensure for dessert
Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man bizzerk
Not to worry Mr. H 2 the Izzo’s back to wizzerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support?
Telling her your son’s on life support
And just imagine how my girl feel
On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till
She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine
She a delta so she been throwing them Dynasty signs
No use me tryin’ to be lyin’
I been trying to be signed
Trying to be a millionaire
How I use two lifelines
In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died
The doctor said I had blood clots
But I ain’t Jamaican man
Story on MTV and I ain’t trying to make a band
I swear this right here is history in the making man

Meek Mill Dreams and Nightmares

Ain’t this what they’ve been waiting for?
You ready?

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the game and I said, “Yeah, I do”
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said, “Achoo”
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I’m gettin’ cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil’ nigga but I’m lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I’m an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin’ with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin’, suckin’, and swallowin’
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get ’em, I got ’em
I did it without an album
I did shit with Mariah
Lil’ nigga I’m on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I’m Flyer
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can’t even fit in the parking spot
You ain’t talkin’ bout my niggas then what you talkin’ bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don’t talk a lot
I don’t say a word, I don’t say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y’all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y’all thought it was rented?
Flexin’ on these niggas, I’m like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that’s my team, Rozay the captain, I’m the lieutenant
I’m the type to count a million cash then grind like I’m broke

Meek Mill Dreamchasers

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I’m a chase my dream
Coming to America like Prince Akeem
I ain’t never give a fuck then I seen
High definition to get what’s forever given
But nothing was never given
I build it from ground up
I started out form my basement and builded my house up
I’m rich off opportunity, money gon’ pile up
My swag on a hundred mill, how the stylist gon’ style us
Caught up in the light, caught up in the life
I see youngin on the corner with a quarter of that white
He just tryna chase his dream plus his daughter needs some wipes
And some pampers so he don’t give a fuck about the slammer
He just tryna stay alive, clutching on his hammer
World full of problems, ain’t nobody gotta answer
Mommy in the grave, daddy gettin’ high
Bills steady rollin’ in, he barely gettin’ by
Same clothes everyday, he barely gettin’ fly
Erryday he wake, he just swear to do his job
What that is? Chasin’ dreams, time is tickin’ so it seems
On his downtime he’s spittin’ and he’s sick, his flow is mean
He just want his real chance, no reality show
But the graveyard the jail cell, reality though
Crack house was his crib, the streets fathered him though
And he ain’t got no twitter page but you can follow him tho

Dream chaser, keep chasin’
Grind will turn into your shine, be patient
Yeah, a hundred miles and runnin’
Tryna catch up to my dreams so you know I’m Forrest Gumpin’
I’m a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser
Dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser
Dream chaser, dream chaser

NWA Fuck Tha Police

[MC Ren as Court Officer]
Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre presiding
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department;
prosecuting attourneys are: MC Ren, Ice Cube, 
and Eazy-motherfuckin-E

[Dr. Dre as The Judge]
Order, order, order
Ice Cube, take the motherfuckin stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
and nothin but the truth so help your black ass?

[Ice Cube as Witness]
You god damn right!

[Dr. Dre]
Well won’t you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?

[Ice Cube]
Fuck the police comin straight from the underground
A young nigga got it bad cause I’m brown
And not the other color so police think
they have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, cause I ain’t the one
for a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun
to be beatin on, and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin with me cause I’m a teenager
with a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin my car, lookin for the product
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics
You’d rather see, me in the pen
than me and Lorenzo rollin in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
and when I’m finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin swoll off bread and water
I don’t know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down, and grabbin his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can’t get none
But don’t let it be a black and a white one
Cause they’ll slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm
on ANY motherfucker in a blue uniform
Just cause I’m from, the CPT
Ounk police are afraid of me!
HUH, a young nigga on the warpath
And when I’m finished, it’s gonna be a bloodbath
of cops, dyin in L.A.
Yo Dre, I got somethin to say

America Without social media

I feel like if America didn’t have social medias like we do today, it would come with a lot of positives and negatives. One thing that would definitely make a big impact on today’s society is the how easy and quick we can see things going on around the world that aren’t “in our own backyard”. Social media has its own story out before the news reporters do. People find out a lot of things through Twitter and Instagram. It is very essential to me because I’m a college student without cable, so the news that I do find out about is usually through mainstream social medias like Twitter and Instagram. Could you imagine a family member being lost and not being able to put up a post about them on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram letting people know that this person is missing and who to contact if you happen to run across them or stay on the lookout for such and such. Things would be much harder. That also goes hand and hand with advertising for businesses. There are so many people that inbox me on twitter asking me to listen to their music to try and broadcast themselves or put themselves on the map by not only word of mouth, but maybe by how many people they get to actually listen to their stuff and give them feedback on a social media. The positive affects of these social medias we have, is that there are no limitations to the people you can come in contact with on them. You can end up talking to somebody no only outside of your state, but they could be in another continent, country, basically any part of the world. This luxury we have can be taken advantage of for businesses and to faster relay messages and to let other countries and people what may be going on in your neck of the woods.

How I feel on Campus

Well as we have discussed in class, Donta pretty much spoke for a lot of us when he said that he doesn’t feel apart of this University and that we don’t feel welcomed here. Even though I know I’m getting the same education as all of the other regular students, I feel like 1. because I’m an athlete and 2. because I’m black, people look at me like I’m less of a person or student here at this University. I get stereotyped because of the things I wear, the way I talk, the way I walk, I have dreads and because of what I believe. Not only am I an African American student here, but I’m Muslim too. I’m sure you can think of all types of stereotypical shit to say to a Muslim. I don’t really feel like at home, when I’m in my dorm whether I have things that you think would give it that feeling or not. People seem intimidated by me because of my appearance and my athletic status. People think I’m just supposed to be some ignorant ass whole without trying to get to know me for who I really am. People here aren’t all that welcoming. With me being who I am, I feel like I’m under a stronger microscope than some regular white girl that is a student on this campus. The police around the University stereotype and racial profile also. I was with one of my teammates after we left the McCue, and he was dropping me off at dorms, the officer thought that we were just visitors of someone who attended the school and wasn’t from around here, not know we played for the football team here. After everything happened with Martese a few weeks ago, it just made me feel even more uncomfortable being here. I honestly don’t think there will be a point in time that I actually will feel like I’m apart of this school regardless of reality. I haven’t felt comfortable since I got here. Things need to change.

Tardy Songs (Changed from comment to a post)

If I’m really going to be late I don’t think I’m going to come. If i absolutely had to do a song for being late my first song would be by The Game called Start From Scratch. I would do this song because it really makes me think about my life and the things I had done that I wish I could go back and change. I like the song and have been listening to it since his album The Documentary came out. I would also do this song by Lil Durk called Dis Ain’t What You Want because I have a lot of memories from the summer it came out and I listened to it a lot during camp before practices and before scrimmages. It’s just a good song to me honestly. The last song I would do is Biggie Gimmie Da Loot. I just like the song and I can imagine while I listen to it. It just tells a story.

How can YOU broaden your individual world into a larger network?

I feel like because I am a D1 college athlete at a big school, it would be easier for me to broaden MY individual world onto a larger network. Things that I do are under more of a microscopic scope than maybe just a regular person if that exists. Usually athletes or even any type of entertainers on large scales get more followers on social medias then than the norm, so if we were to try to start some type of movement, more people would see it and we may have more of an effect on our fans and followers than just some random person. We would have more support and because so many people respect college athletes and what we do, I feel like it would be easier for people to follow because they would know it wouldn’t be something negative. Another way for people to broaden their individual world into a larger network can simply be going to college and making friends. You never know what other people know, are capable of, and who they may know or have connections with. College is another way to network of its own. All you have to do sign up for different groups and things around campus or even the community. Becoming apart of new clubs and or even fraternities or sororities is another way to network and build a bond with people that may be a benefit to you in the future. College athletes also have another advantage because we are capable of doing all of these things and having the status of a big time D1 athlete. With being an athlete we have community service and we go to hospitals and show support for the clubs and or other events that  are around campus and it helps us broaden our individual world and or resources. There are many different ways for people to do this, how can you?

Sam Cooke vs J.Cole

In Sam Cooke’s A Change Gonna Come, he talks about how clearly a change will come and as he talks about this he gives the audience a quick background of himself. Back then things were different, but not as different as we think they are because he is talking somewhat about how things went as far as the day and the life of a black man. He is certain if nothing else one day this will change and it won’t always be that way. Because he is touching on this subject, it is comparable to J.Cole’s Be Free single. In this song, he is basically pouring his heart about everything that African Americans have gone through and are still going through with society and white people of a higher power. J.Cole feels like we are still in slavery and not realizing it. Sam Cooke knows there will be a change one day. He was right because people aren’t as openly prejudice as they were before. J.Cole although he is talking about how we are in a modern day slavery and the things that have been happening to the African Americans without justice, but at the same time he is responding to the most recent incidents with Blacks and the police basically. Sam Cooke is also says ” it’s been a long time coming, but I know A Change Gonna Come” and I feel like he is not only talking about himself, but for blacks in America as a whole. Sam may mean that things were worse when he was younger or even before he was born and things are getting better even though they are not yet good. There has been some sort of improvement. These two songs do have many similarities depending on how you look at them and the message you are getting from them. There are many other songs from this time period that you could compare to music from the 1960s like Sam Cooke.