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The Art of Malaka

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  The Art of Malaka  Malaka (Rise Above 'Em) [Verse 1] Jealous cowards try to control! Mean-spirited cloth – cut from the same! Old comments rotting – fourteen years old! Doubling down – you got no shame! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Special Greek word – for scum like you! Malaka! Malaka! Rise above! We're gonna rise above! Vile views – spreading hate and fear! Malaka! Malaka! We ain't taking it – no more! [Verse 2] Who’s next on the list? Indians? Greeks? Vietnamese? Women? Whose next to be cut? Major parties silent – lips sealed tight! Cowards in suits – hiding from the fight! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Pauline and Cory – same rotten core! Malaka! Malaka! Ashamed? You should be ashamed! Hate, division, fear in the air! Malaka! Malaka! We’re calling it out – everywhere! [Bridge] Minorities marginalized – feeling the pain! Unheard, unrepresented – driven insane! This ain’t left or right – it’s decency! Common fucking decency! I’m angry – really bloody angry! How do you get away w...

Godin Waiting

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Godin Waiting  I have been in-waiting to go, for far too long. Wanting to change, to improve, to transform.  Now I am stuck in this place of best practices.  All the pre-planning, all the strategy, the tactics, and motivation is fading away. Step one, two, and three are now at mercy to this real-world placement. This waiting room, a monstrous social construct contained through collective intuition. All who have experienced disregard, within chant of 'be patient', have found their way into this room.  The fight to climb and to gain authority eventually leads to waiting.  The eventuality - all worn out by the fight within itself. Only to become the shell of what could have been and was now has ever-been.  Increments and trinkets of discarded shells underscored by the need to profit.  Shedding the skins of splendor and replaced by titles and agents of authority. I am within the placement of a utilized progression cue. ...