Living Like We Bulletproof

>> Saturday, February 27

Trini GRITS is sooooo excited about Raheem DeVaughn's The Love & War Masterpiece album dropping March 2nd and that he is one of the new bloggers on Essence.com Yeah!. I cannot wait to check out his new album and read his posts. To read his first posting click here. Raheem posted on Essence that this album, The Love & War Masterpiece, "is a mix of half socially conscious, and half love songs that will hopefully touch the masses both mentally and emotionally". Oooooh, back to real music - my spirit has been craving real artists and real music, not this other fluff they try to package as real music, so I'm ready for Love & War

I love the lead single Bulletproof from his soon to drop album. It highlights the social and political issues we face as a nation today. It gives me a Curtis Mayfield vibe (and I love me some Curtis Mayfield), especially since the song sample's Mayfield's song The Other Side Of Town. If there is to be a revolution in our community and we do need one, I'm claiming Bulletproof to be the new battle cry just like Marvin Gaye's What's Going On? was for the previous generation. 


Instead of putting out an over saturated market of songs like singles from Trey Songz, Neighbors Know My Name and I Invented Sex, radio and other channels that find their way into ears and eyes of our communities, needs to bring forth more of a blend of the love (real love not the 'bangin on the head board love') and social commentary to flood the air waves.  Where is Petey Greene, when you need him? Petey would make it happen, I bet you on that. Don't know who Petey Greene is, you better ask somebody who knows. 

The bangin' on the headboard music has it's place in music, yes, but it's becoming a distraction to our children, our community, our generation that only care about the type of cars they drive, the clothes on their backs, the next crazy dance they can do, or how well they can sex down somebody. Child, please the only things you need sex down are some books and a newspaper. We as a community, post-Obama Black America are lost and need help finding our place back to the time where we looked too one another to help inspire and uplift our community. All we are doing now is single-handedly tearing it down, with our words and closed eyes and hands. 

Our so-called leaders are fighting amongst themselves, the babies are killing each other, so know wonder this generation is saying to hell with it; 'Umma Do Me'. It was not that long ago that our communities, were the only place we had to live, only place we got our news, only place we could shop, only place to go to school, etc and so we had no choice but to be involved. Now with the choices we are afforded today that we can live where we want and venture to areas that were once closed off to us, we turn from the problems of THAT neighborhood because we don't live there any longer and that's not our scene. The problems don't end because you got up left, found a way out to live bigger and better; they just thrive like weeds on a lawn. Here's the truth, folks: when you don't address the problems and allow it to fester and takeover a community like a cancer, it will metastasize to your "good" neighborhood because it's run out of people and things to feed on in the community you left to fend for itself and that's REAL talk. 

 We need to go back to being our brother's keepers and stop perpetuating the cycle of violence, self-hate, and ignorance. No, it will not happen over night and no, one person can't do it, this is a community effort and it's going to all of us to step up and stop living like our lives like we have permanent Kevlar vests attached to our minds and bodies and are bulletproof. Please enjoy Raheem Devaughn's Bulletproof video ft. Ludacris (lyrics below video), I hope it inspires you to hear the battle cry, to hear the call and get out and fight not just for the now but for all those who come after.   


BULLET PROOF
By Raheem DeVaughn featuring Ludacris

[Sing:]
(Oh oh oh)
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot

Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
(I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot
(Oh) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot

Some will die over oil
Kill over land
Charge you for taxes
And Blame Uncle Sam
Read you your rights
And charge you for nothing
Now who's really gangsta and tell me who's frontin'
Murder your sons, Ravage your daughters
Here overseas and across the waters
Tanks and missiles
Bombs and grenades
Inject the land with guns and aids
You betta pray to the most high or who ever you praise
Politicians can't help you they puppets to slaves
Trying to get paid and you are too
Whatcha gone do when the gun is pointed at you (like bank robbers)

Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die)

Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
(I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
(Oh) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Hey world)

Get you a paper
Turn on the news
Ride through the hood
I witness the blues
How can you ignore it
It's easy to spot it
A trap house, a liquor store and your city's got it
And my city's got it, and they city's got it
This world is chaotic
And love is symbolic
So life don't get cherished, and our babies perish, and your babies perish
Now tell me who's careless
Now who should I pray to
What should I pray for
You can't pay the preacher for your redemption
I know where we're headed
I already read it
The good book done said it (like cowboys and Indians)

(We just) Living like we bulletproof (Yeah)
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living)

Living like we bulletproof
We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
(I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
(Oh) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living)

[Rap:] Luda
They say tomorrow's not promised today
But today I promise if we don't make our own way somebody'll take it from us
Snatch it like rats to cheese
So, lord help me please cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
Living like I'm bulletproof cocking the glock and aim n shoot
My future's ever clear a 180 proof
So I open the bottle then swallow my pride and drink the pain away
I take shots and just lay up then fade away
Dreaming of betta days
Dreaming of betta pay, but we got our work cut out for us so we betta pray
Pray to uphold the week, not for eternal sleep, but if I die I pray the lord my soul to keep

Living like we bulletproof (woooo)
We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
(I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (I say I load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We load it, cock it, aim and shoot)

Living like we bulletproof
We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang)
(I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
(Oh) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Oh lawd)

LIVING LIKE WE BULLETPROOF

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