The Thoughts Of Just Another Brother: The Existentialist Lyricist...

Tuesday, 13 November 2012

The Existentialist Lyricist...

Now everybody from the six sixteen

Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me

Everybody from the six sixteen put your motherfucking hands up
look, look,
I just have enough time

I just have enough time to keep it real

Just have enough time to keep it real so let me tell

So let me tell HueManny-T how I really really feel

Tell HueManny-T how I really really feel because the truth is

The truth is it truthfully seems to me like HueManny-T

Like HueManny-T has been popping pills

Been popping pills it seems to me

It seems to me HueManny-T

HueManny-T is afraid of whats really really real

HueManny-T is afraid of whats really really real within reality

Really really real within reality forreal

Forreal so let me keep it real with HueManny-T

HueManny-T as you were on the mic

As you were mic I stood silently questioning your sanity

I stood silently questioning your sanity as it seems to me HueManny-T

HueManny-T you been living in a fantasy

You been living a fantasy with new hope

A fantasy with new hope it seems to me HueManny-T

Its seems to me HueManny-T on the mic

On the mic you just cant cope

You just cant cope so truthfully

So truthfully I felt the need

I felt the need to pass you a dope rope

Pass you a dope rope and tell you to hang yourself

Tell you to hang yourself while I give the other guy

While I give the the other guy my lyrical rope a dope

My lyrical rope a dope while I take lyrical aim at your frame

Take lyrical aim at your frame and watch you go up in smoke

Watch you go up in smoke but don't worry HueManny- T

Don't worry HueManny-T as i've already prewritten your eulogy

Prewritten your eulogy and supplied it with jokes

supplied it with jokes just like how did HueManny-T

How did HueManny-T choke?

How did HueManny-T choke before I gave him the rope?

Before I gave him the rope did he finally?

Did he finally legally change his name from HueManny-T?

Change his name from HueManny-T for the greater good of humanity

For the greater good of humanity how the hell

how the hell you gonna have HueManny-T

How the hell you gonna have HueManny-T written on your grave stone ?

On your grave stone ill tag my tag next to the words in loving memory

Next to the words in loving memory so your family

So your family can remember me but truthfully

Truthfully i'm done with you and the jokes

I'm done with you and the jokes because the joke is

The joke is J-Justice you the joke

You the joke J-Justice

You the joke J-Justice as your hailed by the kids

Your hailed by the kids and even their dads

Your hailed by the kids and even their dads even their moms

Your hailed by the kids and even their dads even thier moms even their dads mistresses

Your hailed by the kids but they don't even know who J-Justice really really is

They don't even know who J-Justice really really is so you tell me J-Justice

You tell me J-Justice where the justice really really is?

Where the justice really really is in matter of fact tell me

In matter of fact tell me J-Justice where J-Justice really really lives?

Tell me where J-Justice really really lives so I can live out your nightmares J-Justice

Live out your nightmares J-Justice and sit outside J-Justice's crib

Sit outside J-Justices's crib to live out my dreams J-Justice

To live out my dreams J-Justice to show you J-Justice what justice really really is

To show you J-Justice what justice really really is by introducing your face to my fists

By introducing your face to my fists to adjust your lips

To adjust your lips to show you what the real world really really is

To show you what the real world really really is with all its injustices

With all its injustices and with all the starving kids

All the starving kids and with all the people that are left homeless

With all the people that are left homeless and all the the people that are left hopeless

All the people that are left hopeless and all the people that are left hoping

All the people that are left hoping and all the people that are left moping

All the people that are left, moping, hoping, hoping hopeless, hopeless, homeless and homeless

Homeless and let me not forget the starving kids J-Justice

J-Justice there Just kids

Just kids J-Justice so tell me where is the Justice J-Justice?

J-Justice tell me whats the justice league to the injustice league J-Justice?

J-Justice tell me in matter of fact tell the crowd what Justice is J-Justice?

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About Alph

Alph Arley

Performance Poet and Spoken Word Artist/ R.A.P Workshop Facilitator. It's deeper than R.A.P!

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Hi my name is Alph Arley and I know that your certainly pleased to meat me, because I know that I am certainly pleased to you. I am a 90’s US Hip-Hop, 90’s U.K Garage and U.K Grime head, with a sneaker addiction which I had battled for 20 years.

I am a performance poet, as well as a spoken word artist who was born and raised in Stockwell, South London. I started writing poetry back in 2011, and started performing my poetry in 2012, whilst I was studying at university. When I am not playing Pokémon on my Nintendo DS, listening to Rap, watching Rap battles, watching cartoons, watching footie, watching anime or reading manga, I am thinking and writing. In my spare time I also facilitate and deliver poetry, spoken word and rap workshops which are called ‘The R.A.P Programme’ to young people. This is in order to help them to gain a greater, awareness as well as understanding about the importance their individual voices, as well as to help them to gain awareness, as well as help them to articulate their thoughts and emotions.

How I get started with poetry?

How it did I get started with poetry? I would say my poetic journey subconsciously started in 94. This was when I was about 3 years old. I grew up in a two bedroom flat, in a four flat building in Stockwell with Tupac, Biggie Smalls, Bone Thugs and Harmony, Puff Daddy, Mase, Dre Dre, LL Cool J, DJ Rob Base, Run DMC, Eve, Missy Elliot, Busta Rhymes, Wycleff Jean, Lauren Hill, Fugees, Eryka Badu CD’s being played on my Mum’s black Kenwood Hi-Fi, with two standing speakers.

I remember by the age of about 9 I had my own portable stereo in my bedroom and started to build my own Rap CD collection which included Eminem, Dre Dre, Ludacris, D12, 50 Cent and Snoop Dogg. Like, I remember getting printed Eminem lyrics on A4 paper, as a present from one of my Mum’s friends, after that there was no looking back. I actually started writing both grime and rap lyrics in secondary school, but those lyrics remained in the drafts of my 6230 phone. I admit, I struggled to spit in time with a beat and the lyrics did not make sense in the slightest. In 2011, whilst studying at university, I remember scrolling through my Blackberry, writing my thoughts in my note pad. I would say that my life experiences made it difficult for me to express my thoughts and emotions, which led me to become frustrated adolescent. I started writing my thoughts down and I found it helped me to come to terms with my experiences.

What does poetry mean to me?

That’s a dope question. I would say that poetry means everything to me, as it has not only helped me to come to terms with my life experiences, but it has also helped me to use my experiences to help others. I have read so many books from different poets, like Pablo Neruda, John Keats, Allen Ginsberg, Phillip Larkin, Sylvia Plath, Gertrude Stein, William Shakespeare, Benjamin Zephaniah, Linton Kwesi Johnson. Poems such as ‘Stackolee’ and ‘The Signifying Monkey’ , which are two of my favourites. I would say that it is important that everyone feels that they have a voice to express themselves as well as share with others, as growing up I noticed many around me felt that they did not have a voice. I feel that poetry is an art form which can give all the young homies on the block, that lady serving at the tills in Sainbury’s, Bossman in the local corner shop, a chance for them to express themselves, as well as voice.