Uncle Sam Goddamn - Muziek

Originally Born Into Hip-Hop Through Break Dancing Brother Ali Has Been One With The Mic Since He First Heard Miilkbone On Record. A Student Of Hip-Hop's Golden Age Ali's Music Ranges From Purpose To Passionate Yet Always Soulful And True To The Boastful Heritage Of Hip Hop Culture. An Emcee Producer Host And Overall Party-Starter Brother Ali's Talents Are A Well-Defined Addition To The Rhymesayers Family. In Spring Of 2000 Ali Dropped A Sixty-Minute Story Telling And Thought Sharing Album Titled Rites Of Passage On Rhymesayers Entertainment. The Self-Produced Cassette-Only Anthology Introduced Brother Ali's Beat Making Muscles And Extensive Writing Skills. He Played The Congas Beat-Boxed And Still Found Time To Lay Out His Views On The Music Industry Religion And Urban Life In America. On Stage With Only A DJ Ali's Magical Gift For Capturing The Imagination Of His Audience Has Been Compared To That Of A Gospel Preacher. His Voice Large Stature And Albino Features Make Him A Unique And Commanding Presence. Brother Ali Has Perfected The Live Performance Having Played Countless Shows With Guru Mos Def De La Soul El-P Aceyalone Souls Of Mischief And Living Legends Just To Name A Few. From September Through November 2002 Ali Earned His Final Road-Dog Tags Showcasing His Individual Skills Performing 63 Shows In 71 Days With Atmosphere And Murs Covering North America. Brother Ali Has Maintained Credibility Over Time With Guest Appearances On Many Such Projects As DJ Abilities' For Persons With DJ Abilities BK One's For The Love Of Music The Phoenix With Musab On The Twin Cities Music Year Book 2001 CD Producing Six Songs On Musab's Respect The Life Album And Battling In The 2000 And 2001 Finals In The Annual Scribble Jam MC Battles Ali Is Featured On Three Of The Scribble Jam Videos Scribble Jam 2000 Scribble Jam 2001 And The Best Of Scribble Jam . Ali Joined Producer Ant Of Atmosphere Fame And Went To Work Creating An Intensely Powerful Album That Promised To Be One Of The Foremost Efforts Of 2003. Shadows On The Sun Is An Eighteen-Song Album Produced By Ant Written By Brother Ali And Featuring A Guest Appearance By Slug Also Of Atmosphere . Shadows On The Sun Is A Testament Of Ali's Depth Range And Growth As An Artist. Following The Release Of Champion In The Spring Of 2004 Ali Ran Into A Number Of Roadblocks That Halted His Usually Steady Recording Process. This Included Him Parting Ways With His Wife Being Homeless And Trying To Secure Custody Of His Son. Armed With A Wave Of Stories To Share Ali Recorded The Undisputed Truth Once Again With Ant In His Corner. In 2009 He Released Us His Fourth Studio Album. Mourning In America And Dreaming In Color His Fifth Studio Album Was Released On September 18 2012. read less

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Brother Ali was put under pressure from the recording industry due the lyrics, claiming creative interference from "somebody I don't wanna name, but some of you probably has they cell phones." The unnamed corporation ultimately withdrew its sponsorship of Ali, causing him to truncate parts of his current tour.Furthermore, on the song "Second Time Around" with Benzi and Wale, Ali makes references to being kicked off a tour followed by the line "Verizon dissed me too, cuz I was too political." The song is notably critical of the United States government, with accusations that the political system is addicted to war. Lyrics -------- Ah, the name of this song is Uncle Sam Goddamn It's a show tune, but the show ain't been written for it yet We're gonna see if Tony Jerome and the band can maybe work this shit out for me And straighten me out right quick I like it so far man Yeah Come on, let's go Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave Grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Let's do this shit for real, come on now Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars Stolen for the cross in the name of God Bloodshed, genocide, rape and fraud Writ into the pages of the law good lord The Cold Continent latch key child Ran away one day and started acting foul King of where the wild things are daddy's proud Because the Roman Empire done passed it down Imported and tortured a work force And never healed the wounds or shook the curse off Now the grown up Goliath nation Holding open auditions for the part of David, can you feel it? Nothing can save you; you question the reign You get rushed in and chained up Fist raised but I must be insane Because I can't figure a single goddamn way to change it Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God All must bow to the fat and lazy The fuck you, obey me, and why do they hate me? (Who me?) Only two generations away From the world's most despicable slavery trade Pioneered so many ways to degrade a human being That it can't be changed to this day Legacy so ingrained in the way that we think; We no longer need chains to be slaves Lord it's a shameful display The overseers even got raped along the way Because the children can't escape from the pain And they're born with poisonous hatred in their veins Try and separate a man from his soul You only strengthen him, and lose your own But shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne Remind him that this is my home, now I'm gone Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Hold up, give me one right here Hold on You don't give money to the bums On a corner with a sign bleeding from their gums Talking about you don't support a crackhead? What you think happens to the money from your taxes? Shit the Government's an addict With a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit And even if you ain't on the front line When massah yell crunch time, you right back at it Plain look at how you hustling backwards At the end of the year, add up what they subtracted Three outta twelve months your salary pays for that madness Man, that's sadness What's left? get a big ass plasma To see where they made Dan Rather point the damn camera Only approved questions get answered Now stand your ass up for that national anthem Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Welcome to the United Snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God Vocals: Mankwe Ndosi (You're so low) Custom made (You're so low) To consume the noose (You're so low) Keep saying we're free (You're so low) But we're all just loose (You're so low) Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.