Instrumentals: "El Gordo Trae El Mando" by Chino Pacas
"Get By" by Talib Kweli
LYRICS:
Terminamos el libro Amada
Con mucho poder como armada,
Y las armas claro son palabras,
esta obra maestra nada falta,
Sufrimos con todos personajes
En la guerra buena de salvaje,
Y discrimina contra su raza,
Y creó un tipo de fantasma
Para recordar todo historia,
No mostraban la misericordia
¿Pero qué pasa si no miramos?
¿Con labios cerrados no hablamos?
y que sigan llegando los alumnos,
su compa JX Beats,
pura pasa el alto.
Al final estuvo expulsado,
Su fuerza estaba limitada.
El pueblo necesitaba mover
Para reducir todo su poder,
La amada ya está quitado,
Regresó para el otro lado.
Pero escucha de vez en cuando,
Oirás su voz suave llamando,
No es un cuento para transmitir,
Pero ya no es posible salir.
Y esta se va hasta East Palo Alto
Pura amor en el corazón.
I gotta picture of Morrison lookin’ at me, back cover,
After readin’ this book I know that I will always love her.
She closes by sayin’ it ain’t a story to pass on
But I’m a revisit the points for me to just grasp on
Paul D memories of childhood and Garner,
A man, but enslaved, and schoolteacher made it harder
Gotta love small, pack it in his tin chest
Put together plans to escape, with Sixo and the rest
But it all goes wrong, Halle never reappears,
Sethe brutally assaulted, manifestin’ worst fears
Sixo and Paul D layin’ low beside the creek
But Schoolteacher found him, he doesn’t turn the other cheek.
Paul A and Sixo dead, Paul D with the bit,
Halle’s butter on his face, terror doesn’t seem to quit
In schoolteacher’s presence, Paul D is thought of as a price,
The hell just makes him wonder if he’s thought of as a life.
Meanwhile, in the present Stamp is back with Paul D,
Reassures him that the killin’ was a move that made ‘em free,
“She ain’t crazy, she loves ‘em, she tryin’ to out-hurt the hurter”
Paul D thinkin’ ‘bout struggle when he’s not thinkin’ about murder.
Not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
This is not a story to pass on, but we should get a grasp on,
How murder of a people is makin’ em clasp on
On, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
You know it’s troublin’ when you see it bubblin’ out the veins,
But the blood’ll bring redemption and so will all of the pain
Mientras tanto, Sethe y sus hijas,
Las cubre con su amor, como una cobija
Podría dar su vida para salvar Amada,
Aunque todo cosas buenas en su vida ha robada
Denver piensa, matará Sethe otra vez?
Pero es Amada que causa el estrés
Denver necesita encontrar el trabajo,
Porque su familia está cayendo para abajo.
Sethe recuerda hablando con su suegra,
Los blancos discriminan a toda gente negra,
Ahora la comunidad sigue ayudando,
Lady Jones y Ella todavía regresando.
ciento veinte y cuatro, vienen a la casa,
Porque saben Amada es una amenaza,
Cantan en voces altos, casi gritando,
Sethe con el picahielo, Bodwin la mirando.
Not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
This is not a story to pass on, but we should get a grasp on,
How murder of a people is makin’ em clasp on
On, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
You know it’s troublin’ when you see it bubblin’ out the veins,
But the blood’ll bring redemption and so will all of the pain
Sethe runs at Bodwin, Ella stops her quick,
Beloved is driven out, she’d made that house sick.
Sethe tried to keep Beloved but she had to go,
Sethe under spells, and recovery is slow.
And even at the end, we learn about Paul D,
Sortin’ wounded from the dead for the confederacy
Learned to make money, never did while enslaved,
Wandered for seven years with whatever life gave
Until he wound up at powerful 124
The going is the reverse of his coming once more
Sethe such a mess but was delivered from the storm,
Now Paul D sittin next to her in bed, just bein’ warm.
Tells her that was yesterday, we need some good tomorrows,
We doin’ life together so we push away the sorrow.
You are your best thing, Sethe, listen to the water,
And just like that Beloved was gone, they all forgot her.
Not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
This is not a story to pass on, but we should get a grasp on,
How murder of a people is makin’ em clasp on
On, not to pass on, not to pass on, not to pass on,
You know it’s troublin’ when you see it bubblin’ out the veins,
But the blood’ll bring redemption and so will all of the pain