Tupac Shakur


In the Event of My Demise


In the event of my Demise

when my heart can beat no more

I Hope I Die

For A Principleor A

Belief that I had Lived 4

I will die Before My Time

Because I feel the shadow's Depth

so much I wanted 2 accomplish

before I reached my Death

I have come 2 grips

with the possibility

and wiped the last tear from my eyes

I Loved All who were Positive

In the event of my Demise

Langston Hughes Poetry


"Night Funeral in Harlem "

Night funeral
In Harlem:
Where did they get
Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, he did not pay--
His insurance lapsed the other day--
Yet they got a satin box
for his head to lay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Who was it sent
That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers came
from that poor boy's friends--
They'll want flowers, too,
When they meet their ends.
Night funeral
in Harlem:
Who preached that
Black boy to his grave?
Old preacher man
Preached that boy away--
Charged Five Dollars
His girl friend had to pay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
When it was all over
And the lid shut on his head
and the organ had done played
and the last prayers been said
and six pallbearers
Carried him out for dead
And off down Lenox Avenue
That long black hearse done sped,
The street light
At his corner
Shined just like a tear--
That boy that they was mournin'
Was so dear, so dear
To them folks that brought the flowers,
To that girl who paid the preacher man--
It was all their tears that made
That poor boy's
Funeral grand.
Night funeral
In Harlem.


Tupac: Ghetto Gospel Lyrics

Ghetto Gospel:

If I could recollect before my hood dayz
I would sit in bliss and reminis on the good dayz.
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
They stressed and goin under.
We never really went through that Cause we was born
Today things change, it's a shame
They blame it on the youth cause the truth look strange
For them it;s worse, we come from a world that;s cursed
And it hurts.
Cause any day they;ll push the button.
And y;all condemned like malcom x and uncle bob
They died for nothin.
Make the people teary, the world looks dreary
But when you wipe your eyes you see it clearly.
There's no need for you to fear me.
If you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me.
It ain't about black or white, both doin I hope you see the light before it's ruined
My ghetto gospel

It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
My ghetto gospel
Tell me do you see that old lady she ain't sad
Living out a bag, in rags, loving the things she has
Over there see that lady, the cracks got her crazy.
And she's gonna give birth to a baby?
I shouldnt let it phase me.
We out of the projects
Jumped into another form of slavery.
And even now I get discouraged.
I wonder if its tooken all back will I still keep the courage.
I refuse to be a role model.
I keep control on the hoes and take out my old bottle.
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone.
And when its said and done, ill be called a better one.
If I strecth you dont stretch.
Never forget, god is gonna finish with me yet.
I feel his hands on my brain.
When I write ryhmes, i go blind, and let the lord do this thing. But am I any less holy, I
choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
And then world peace, we tried and failed
Now there's war in the streets
My ghetto gospel

I remember grandmas hands use to hold me
Mold me, I never forget the things she told me
Brothas a butt, and played the big shot
But you know grannys are the only other thing lil ghetto kids got.
Mom's work, and pop's burried.
Drop me off at granny's, left without a heart cause she's worried
And ghetto grannys are like books.
We got some many crooks, so many granny's gettin shook.
And gettin trapped in a nursing home.
Times is hard, and even worse alone
And how could you be so cold,
Youll get your turn, as soon as you turn old.
All they ask of every person,
Is for a brotha to figure whats on his mind when he's cursin.
9 out of 10 youll find them problems.
Time to take listen and see what you can do to solve them. Cause every body needs a little help
On the way of relying on ones self.
And think about it, why 2pac hit you with a little ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel

I wake up stone cold gangsta main
See ya gave me ghetto gospel, i thank you main
Use to roll in the back and do drugs a lot.
Now im bangin the tracks, slangin ryhmes I got.
In this world of greed tryin to succeed on my beliefs.
Now I lay me down to sleep, lord can you hear me speak.
Can you forgive me for my sins
If I had it all to do again, id still play to win I hope the lord can understand me.
A mans gotta do what he can for his family.
And pay the price of being hellbound.
But i ratha see hell later than see hell now.
And the devil aint got nothin on the president.
Cut back and keep us trapped in our residence.
And be like animals in cages.
We can rant and rave about slavery for ages.
Or we can stop makin awful
And hitem with a lil ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel.

Hughes "Weary Blues"

Weary Blues

1 Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
2 Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
3 I heard a Negro play.
4 Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
5 By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
6 He did a lazy sway ....
7 He did a lazy sway ....
8 To the tune o' those Weary Blues.
9 With his ebony hands on each ivory key
10 He made that poor piano moan with melody.
11 O Blues!
12 Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
13 He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
14 Sweet Blues!
15 Coming from a black man's soul.
16 O Blues!
17 In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
18 I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan--
19 "Ain't got nobody in all this world,
20 Ain't got nobody but ma self.
21 I's gwine to quit ma frownin'
22 And put ma troubles on the shelf."
23 Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
24 He played a few chords then he sang some more--
25 "I got the Weary Blues
26 And I can't be satisfied.
27 Got the Weary Blues
28 And can't be satisfied--
29 I ain't happy no mo'
30 And I wish that I had died."
31 And far into the night he crooned that tune.
32 The stars went out and so did the moon.
33 The singer stopped playing and went to bed
34 While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
35 He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Ghetto Gosepl and Hughes

Gospel is defined to be the “proclamation and redemption preached by Jesus and his apostles.” (www.answers.com) The true meaning of this word very closely relates to the meaning of “Ghetto Gospel.” Although it may seem as Ghetto Gospel is another rap song using a disdainful tone to augment its rhymes, the song actually has a hidden didactic meaning. Jesus and his apostles tried to educate the world of true essence of the surroundings and how to perceive it. Ghetto Gospel reveals a realm very often overlooked by people of today. Ghetto Gospel teaches of destitution, scorn, and severe poverty; which, in essence is the way we are to perceive our surroundings. This concept is very clearly portrayed in the verse “But you know grannys are the only other thing lil ghetto kids got.”

It’s not for nothing that some people are auditory learners while others are better at visual learning. Listening to a song and reading its poetical lyrics very often has a very different affect on its designated audience. Ghetto Gospel has very strong and thought provoking lyrics. Reading this nature of poetry evokes images of poverty, turmoil, and a strong sense of unease and unfairness that self-evidently exists in the world today. For instance, “I stop and stare at the younger…goin under.” Is a very visual lyric, creating a clear image of kids simply being the wrong crowd and doing all the so-called wrong things. Listening to this same song however, evokes very distinct emotions and feelings as compared to reading its lyrics. Listen to Ghetto Gospel, it is impossible to stop and focus on a particular lyric and think of what it can mean, therefore have a particular image. The songs does not pause, therefore it provides only superfluous feelings that the lyrics are designated to augment. Surely the music and tone suggest sorrow, and negativity; but as to having specific imagery in mind that simply does not exist. Listening and reading a song probably most closely correlates with laying a whole hand on rows of spikes. Touching each spike individually, one will feel sharp pain, yet touching all at the same time it is a completely different feeling.
“We out of the projects, jumped into another form of slavery” most likely means exactly what the verse suggests. Looking back to the times of slavery, we emphasize all of the horrors which were applied to human beings. What we tend to overlook however, is the main horror of inhumanity which White slave owners so easily applied to their Black servants. Of course it is wrong to disregard the physical abuses which slaves were subject to, however it is not what characterized slavery in essence. Being from the projects Blacks are looked upon much in the same way they were looked upon during slavery. These neighborhoods are considered of extremely low value, and people living in them are not worth much to society. Therefore “… out of the projects…” suggests that now Blacks are enslaved just they were they were a century ago, only this time without physical abuse.

Tupac and Hughes both portray death in a very strong and emotion provoking way, the major difference between the two manifestations is the accent they give to their visuals of death. Tupac presents death from a personal perspective, and defines how one should deal with it. In this version death is accented as a nostalgic disdain for acts left undone. Hughes on the other hand has a very different approach to explain death. Hughes glorifies the aspect that a life is now gone and will be remembered forever. He draws on clear images of poverty and how much more difficult it is for someone in poverty to deal with death then someone who can afford a funeral. Hughes accents all the sharp emotions such as mourning that as a society we associate with death.

“Blues is a form of music which is based on repetitive verses or notes often performed in twelve bar structure.” (www.afroamhistory.com) A traditional piece of music following blues style has a specific strict pattern of repetition, for instance every third and fourth lines rhyme with prior verses or lines. Hughes does not strictly adhere to this format however, it is very evident how he utilizes the blues style to outline his main points and evoke certain emotions.

3 comments:

len said...

I liked your imagery when you talked about the different “accents” Hughes and Tupac used when describing the same thing, death. It is very perceptive of you to note that Tupac perceives and portrays death as “nostalgic disdain for acts left undone”. Yet he does have an acceptance of death that is missing from Hughes’ vision, which, as you pointed out, accents and highlights all the sharp and sad emotions society associates with death.

gilbert said...

Hi IKotlyanskiy,

I did enjoy reading you interpretation of "Ghetto Gospel and Hughes". I mean, you opened up the topic for the reader to see the "skeletal" aspect of it. It is very true that people living in the ghetto are considered worthless to the society. The oppressor, wants it to stay that way (keep "them" in that state), and for "them" not to feel the "heat or pain", the oppressor offers them some assistance like food, medical, and some pocket money. This will keep "them" comfortable, and therefore, make them to take education or the thought of getting out of the ghetto from the equation. This is where I argue that one should think of education her/him self, and the idea of self- acceleration and advancement. It is quiet amazing how we all talk about black being slaves, how about the slavery in Egypt back in the days?(According to historians there was slavery then). It seems it never existed? The point is that, at one time or the other, since the beginning of creation, slavery has affected one race or the other.

David V said...

I agree with your assessment of “Out of the projects.” Whether in New York, Chicago, Detroit, or any other city, neighborhoods containing projects have lower value than most other neighborhoods. An affect of that is that the people living in the “lower value” neighborhoods are worth much less in the eyes of society than others.