Art sucks. Poetry sucks. Everything is fucked. I suck. You suck. So if I am so anti-everything, why do I even bother "creating" anything? Well one has to do something with one's time. Welcome to my playground. I am the Dissident Poetician. Doing Poetician stuff is what i do. "Art is dead, don’t consume its corpse" - graffiti in the streets of Paris, May 68. Long live the spirit of May 68. Piss in the fountain of dada.
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- dissident poetician
- i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS
You can't stop underground hip hop, it's the sound of resistance
Just like punk rock, hear the sound of rebellion, fuck this existence
Counter-cultures so hard-hitting that they can't be ignored, we'll settle the score
Human failure is consuming all and sundry, we're all whores, I'm feeling so bored
It's not OK to think that everything's alright, darkness in the light
Got something to say? then say it out loud, be proud, creatures of the night
Sometimes we got to pray to our own gods, the gods inside ourselves
If you don't change your ways, accept your lot, bow down, then you really need help
It's a hard life, I've been through trials and tribulations, it's only made me stronger
Always in strife, I've walked for miles, testing my patience, won't play victim any longer
The school of hard knocks will knock us down like a demolition
But through hip hop we can find our voice, we're on a mission
The sound of punk rock giving us a choice, we've got a vision
The sound of the underground keeping us sane
You can't stop underground hip hop, it's the sound of resistance
Just like punk rock, hear the sound of rebellion, fuck this existence
Counter-cultures so hard-hitting that they can't be ignored, we'll settle the score
Human failure is consuming all and sundry, we're all whores, I'm feeling so bored
It's not my way to ignore our planet's plight, here to do what's right
Got something to spray, then vandalise walls, stand tall, yes, take up the fight
Some days we don't want to get out of bed, but that's alright, it's life
If you don't seize the day, create masterpieces, then I'll hand you the knife
Its a cruel world, I've seen things you just can't imagine, it's only made me bitter
A string of pearls, no, diamond rings are not my passion, transcend worldly desire
The school of hard knocks will knock us down like a demolition
But through hip hop we can find our voice, we're on a mission
The sound of punk rock giving us a choice, we've got a vision
The sound of the underground keeping us sane
You can't stop underground hip hop, it's the sound of resistance
Just like punk rock, hear the sound of rebellion, fuck this existence
Counter-cultures so hard-hitting that they can't be ignored, we'll settle the score
Human failure is consuming all and sundry, we're all whores, I'm feeling so bored
The end of days, apocalypse approaching, fat cat's deceiving
Heads down in dismay, very little hope, tight rope, shit we're receiving
Some day we've got to change our sorry ways, yes, start today
If you don't take the bait, refuse to hate, don't wait, then the world we can save
There's always hope, may the sad truth be the catalyst, take steps to make things better
Yes, we can cope, stop the abuse of mother nature, slave chains for us to sever
The school of hard knocks will knock us down like a demolition
But through hip hop we can find our voice, we're on a mission
The sound of punk rock giving us a choice, we've got a vision
The sound of the underground keeping us sane
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