by Emcee Lynx & Beltaine's Fire

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crizzlesbuttons Been a fan of Emcee Lynx for a long time, but this project solidified me as a fan for sure! When the world ends and the power grid structure is down, it's comforting to know that real Hip Hop can live on acoustically. Favorite track: Bailout.
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Left Coast On Tour from Philly to NYC Dublin Ireland to London you see still an unknown but 'bout to fix that got my eyes on the prize like “I'm gonna get that” holla back if you feel me, spittin this flame revolutionary love to all my people's in the game ya'll can keep the fame, jus' wanna speak me piece fa'git the corporate world, I'ma spit it for the streets I'm in the belly of the beast, hackin' & slashin' tryna carve a way out with the force of my passion wanna see a revolution in my lifetime in the meantime music is my lifeline so I keep on writin', keep on spittin, for the love and the adrenalin rush I'm gettin' steppin on stage, hearin ya'll scream - Beltaine's Fire? Yeah that's my team! throw your hands up if you wanna get free if you're sick of politrix cuz they so filthy 'n if ya rep for the spot that ya love the most while i'm holdin' it down out on the left coast Really California could be it's own country I don't mean no disrespect to the rest of ya'll but the fact is things are different here and I'ma say it from the streets to festivals so peace to the midwest, down south, east coast you love where your from? then rep your spot! & organize together to make it better take it to the streets & keep it hot I've never seen answers from washington so I never put my faith in them politicians asink me to give for their elections? when they're rich and i'm broke! Now that's just dumb forget the feds, I put my faith in ya'll don't throw me no crumbs son, I want it all and the corporate media's siren call won't ever catch me, I refuse to fall throw your hands up if you wanna get free if you're sick of politrix cuz they so filthy 'n if ya rep for the spot that I love the most while i'm holdin' it down out on the left coast I spit that hotness that makes you perspire, destroy to create just like forest fires your kung fu is weak – it's all stunt men and wires and your gurus are fake, they're all filthy liars time for ya'll to retire & fade to black give us our planet and our future back we've seen more then enough of your past get out of the way and get gone fast go on - wave you're flag, I'ma' burn that ---- crush ya'll with the force of the words I ---- ripin it terrific, my style is explicit liftin the lid on these liars illicit implicit consent? that's no consent at all! so I call for revolution from here to Senegal it's a global system: imperialism these words are a lens, focus your vision throw your hands up if you wanna get free if you're sick of politrix cuz they so filthy 'n if ya rep for the spot that ya love the most while i'm holdin' it down out on the left coast
I need speed and adrenalin, heat and passion forget fittin in, I'd rather stay blastin' spittin this sickness kick this data rockin' with realness make brains splatter sic subject matter - cradle to grave the hell we create, the paradise we pave the slave and the scholar the all-mighty dolla hot summer nights that make ya wanna holla the bass-line's addictive - i'm a funk junkie ain't rhymin for rich kids i don' want they money jus' tryna speak truth for my workin class folks make ya move, make ya dance, maybe give ya'll some hope choke the life out the mainstream news, they so foul if ya wanna make change we gotta build change now fat cats get fatter, they mad bloated n' if ya see me in they news then i'm prolly misquoted I hate the mainstream bling bling corporate rap scene it's time cut 'em off - like gangrene a million fake people tryna do the same thing instead i flip the script when i rip, come clean stupid suckas spit sloppy straight slurin their words i pronounce my prose properly, ya heard? damn right - I do it differently,droppin dope diction kickin the vision, spit nonfiction cuz your goddamn right I'm on a mission cuz I pay my dues the old fashioned way workin hard every day, it's a passion play I'd rather live my life for me with no boss then have a steady paycheck and sell it at a loss trade security for freedom, it's highly recommended ya'll do just the opposite, it cannot be defended my flows run thick like le brea tar pits to fossilize fake mcs & hypocrites the band breaks the beat down so I can really rip and stomp stupid saps spittin that silliness I got no beef with gangsters rhymin' about they life my beef is with you fakers tellin' lies, I like that realness, so I speak from my experience go on what I know so my flow stay furious since I got my first mic, & kicked the verse tight kept going from the sunset to the first light like us against the world? ya'll, that's the worst fight so I try to stay conscious, treat this earth right we live like parasites, endless consumption it's time to set it right, consider function so I gotta spit it tight, bring that next s-- 'n expose the ways we're all connected
tedium the medium of my enslavement like feeling my face pressed against the pavement the boot on my neck is a mortgage payment a matter of convenience, a common arrangement peace & security a place that's mine all it costs is my freedom and my precious time seems like a good deal, right? but it don't feel right got me comfortin myself like ' don't trip, i'm still tight! worried that my skills will decay from disuse like my self respect decayed by abuse tryna work the angles without bein obtuse rollin down the street, no gin, I drink juice gotta get loose, let it all go it is what it is, and at root I still know I was born for the stage and to rock this show so I gotta get loose get loud get low Gotta get loose, get loud, get low take it to the roots when i spit that flow exhale adrenalin, let it all go gotta get loose get loud get low I dont go to clubs, i can't dance for ---- but ya'll prolly guessed that from the way i spit can't play that game, gotta stay legit spit nonfiction, so realistic it's cheaper then therapy, who needs a shrink? It's like my fathers' church or my granddad's drink and I don't give a damn what anyone thinks a titanic nation, I'm'a watch it sink I flow like glaciers, rise like steam doin' everything I can to live this dream the music moves me, flows into me like the song is alive and it's speaking through me and in this moment, all is perfection and the everyday world is a pale reflection I can't ever stop, ya'll don't understand Till they pry this mic from my cold dead hands I need music like i need my eyes like plants need sun to photosynthesize like the sea needs the moon to shift the tides like bread needs yeast and heat to rise big things and small, 's all interaction so this ain't protest music, this is direct action gotta stay mashin, make my own movement life is a journey a search for improvement find me on the road, ain't no destination it don't exist yet, ain't no predetermination it's conversation, communication, careful collaborative conjugation contemplation, food for thought the life I've lived and the lies i've bought gotta drop what's false, hold onto to what's true cuz in the end it's music that get's me through!
i'm gonna quit my job, i'm gonna walk right out and when the boss ask why i'm gonna let it all out so there ain't no doubt i'm bout to put him in check gonna quit my job, after the next paycheck i spend my life at a desk tryna earn these checks cash is king and it demands respect need money to live, money to eat money for a house or get out on the street i repeat this mantra, memorize it cant defeat this trap tho i despise it a rat in a maze, chasin cheez searchin for scraps, beggin please i could do everything my boss does better but he cant do half the things that i do but he's in charge so he gets paid better and i just scrape by and try to make do forget that, i'm sick of this, i'm puttin in notice they dont notice when i'm here but when i'm gone? You bet they'll notice! gon work on my art, blossom like a lotus cuz i can do anything if i just focus now, e'erybody's talking bout this recession and unemployment's at an all-time high and i'll never find a job that's in my field so fuck it, i'm done, not even gonna try but I ain't gonna cry, that's a waste o' time instead I'm wrap it all up in a rhyme spit through the mic, call it thought-crime make the music a movement so I can feel fine fuck lookin to a job to keep me fulfilled, I am much more then a title and a check so when people ask me “what do you do?” I won't answer with a job the way they expect I do the things that feel natural so let me give an answer that's more factual: I do what I gotta to keep my head up and ---- the boss, cuz I'm totally fed up my job sucks and I hate it if you're job sucks, I bet you hate it too! So if you're job sucks and you hate it you got to tell me come on and tell me just tell me what you're gonna do! Gonna quit my job (walk right right out) quit my job (and walk right out) gonna quit my job! (walk right out) quit my job and walk right out!
Drum kicks rip through halls like gunshots some kids kickin a ball, i see cops out front circling my block they wont stop till the quota's filled and the prison door's locked slavecatchers on the prowl for the new plantation i see 'em and i growl, they're a representation of everything wrong with our situation i hate everything about 'em and i hate their nation i hate the fact that we need to have this conversation let me spit a couple facts for your contemplation crime is manufactured, a product of poverty consider the factors that brought us to these colonies bigotry and squalor, imperial injustice when we got here we built the same thing around us the madness surrounds us till it seems sane like it was natural to profit off other people's pain got a brand new mask, but no real change this nation is still crazy, insane still the same machine, the same institutions and we still need a revolution change is the only constant i expect and revolution's nothin but just hittin reset and what it resets to if we don't have respect is the same damn game that i've come to reject politics reflect all the worst parts of people the pettiness and tyranny of scared little men and i think it's a mistake to take those same people and give them power that we can't reign in i advocate abolition, a radical position but if you take a second, stop look listen understand my mission, expand your vision cooperation defines our existence we evolved big brains to help us live together escape the ape impulse for hierarchy liberty is our birthright, it' makes us human and everybody deserves to live free old song new words, same game no change new bombs old herds no shame same blame stay strong sling verbs raise hell fuck fame rip shots get heard, tanks take aim now! tedium is torture, don't waste your life waitin fight for your future, don't dick around debatin! every complication is a cause for celebration if it causes consternation in elite negotiations from the WTO back to the league of nations you can draw a straight line to the planned proliferation of a passive population, human domestication socialized brainwashing, they call it “education” we need calm consideration before bomb evisceration it's more then conversation, it's the foundation of nations also, their destruction. consider state machine construction leaders need enemies for the state to function so peace is the enemy of every government look at the wars that they wage and the ways that they've spent the taxes they stole, to fund their control and dig us all deeper down into the hole
The sorcerer's reel Smash the impasse, crash - no gate pass slash and move fast I blast and get past mash the pedal flat I feel acceleration like a bullet train - pure exhilaration speed stretches time, space is relative nobody knows just where we really is we give each other context, generate meaning a world so complex, we co-create being society exists cuz we believe it does the world is cold cuz we don't believe in love sounds like hippyness, but it happens to be true lemme take ya on this trip, wont stop rappin till it's through cuz rappin's what I do, the verse is my earth ship pay respect to earth but never bow my head in worship my verbs rip holes in the fabric of time to re-arange the world with the power of rhyme Invoke the sunlight, embrace the shadow duality in life, unity in battle the bard and the poet, the warriors song the pain and the promise, it won't be long I greet apocalypse, an end is a beginning never stop rockin this, the earth keeps spinning falling forever but missing the sun we orbit our destruction, that's how life begun this ain't about saving eart: Earth's in no danger tho we might save eachother if we see we're not strangers all life belongs to one family like the ant and the amoeba in our family tree we're like electrons in atoms: discrete but connected it's blunt yet subtle like this style i've perfected. We get it crackin like the clash of the titans viscously blastin with the lyrics i'm writin born in the struggle, came out fightin crying out in rage cuz we're all born dyin mortality's just sucks, but it beats the alternative when push comes to shove i guess somethin's gotta give all i want in life is a chance to really live a chance to be free, but don't even know what freedom is! It makes me frown in perplexion . lookin for a spark, an idea, a connection. is it everything from nothing like immaculate conception? or do the pieces of the fit together with perfection? readin' the directions cuz science is an art wanna understand this universe, take it all apart gotta get my mind in line with my heart so I can move fast when the revolution starts
Crime & Punishment I never claimed to be a prophet but I've been to the mountain walked the burning sands, & drunk from the fountain seen fire in the sky, watched the floods raise did my time in the desert – 40 nights, 40 days lost everything, then lost it all again from my most prized possessions to my very best friends can't claim to understand what – if anything - it means just givin it my best guess, but all the things I've seen incline me to find that my mind is a weapon a blind man could see the signs I'm connectin' reflectin' on the present, movin' to the future blast past the past and the pigs that'll shoot ya I move like a monster, makin mad music my mind is all I have, i'd be a fool not to use it Son of man with a plan, so understand what it's about be lik hey-zeus with a whip, chasin' the money men out It's crime & punishment, rhyme & reason and when we fight back, they call it treason So I say what I mean, mean what I say our future's been stolen so I live for today crime, punishment, rhyme, reason burnin up inside but outside - freezin' balanced on a wire like 10 miles high desperately tryin' to remember how to fly most ya'll ain't prepared for the truth I spit I fight back like Warsaw while ya'll walk into Auschwitz ya'll think I'm the one who's crazy?!! What's your malfunction?! Understand where we stand, we're at history's junction consumption can't save you, you can't fill the hole put your coupons away, they won't save your soul ya'll so indoctrinated, can't even tell what's right addicted, conflicted, conscripted to fight crusades and wars as they treat us like whores and when we fight back they control us with force sensational tv violence desensitizes so that when it's real no one realizes or understands the impact of culture combat distressed, dissociated, can't even contact our own histories, long memory gone so we don't know who we are or where we've come from trapped in a box, can't go where I wanna can't do what I need to do - can't move cuz it's gonna collapse in on me, I need energy, my lady sendin' me empathy, synergy react exothermic, reject hypodermics instead inject respect & reflect on the verdict i've seen my friends locked up, my hope locked down I blow the top off the spot when I walk into town raise hell where I step, flame springs from the ground livin in a house of cards, gonna knock it all down dragon heart from the start and my part is eternal the soul of a warrior, attackin' this infernal evil and insidious corporate beast bringin' light like the suns rays, rising in the east so I feast when I can, starve when I gotta spit flame at the game and it don' get hotta
Fear My name is L to the y n x and i'm bustin they doin' us like the IMF did to the russians artilary fire? that's just background percussion  cuz if i mobilize i'm not winnin - i'm crushin all opposition the mission is critical  a world in the balance, this moment is pivotal studio digital, lungs analog believe i'ma give it all - e'rything i got hot like crematoriams, spit fire and smoke ashes to ashes, but I can't choke i waited too long to shine , this mic is mine till I say what i came to say and speak my mind put my life on the line for integrity and passion keep it hype all the time when the bass is blastin the meek just inherit what's left - hear what I'm sayin? victory goes to the bold when dragons need slayin Fear is the currency, the soul of the Market! Fear the emergency, fear you're a target! we fear standin up, fear getting heard 'till the fearmongers fear the power of our words! you can't intimidate a lion, my face stays fearless you know i ain't lying cuz my flow's straight peerless we're taught to be timid and follow the news believe what the tell us and swallow they views that's why we never learn our history in they schools just presidents and generals - the people they choose we lose the class war cuz we've lost ourselves and if you don't know self you can't know anyone else they tell us that we're powerless alone and weak so I re-educate, preachin on the street I can't stand to stand by, it's really not an option they job market is demeaning - it's more like like an auction block where we sell ourselves day by day and never get ahead on the wages they pay spend our days in a daze like rats in a maze while they export our jobs and fill'em with slaves the bass is alive like a heartbeats' sound 'n at all costs I'll survive, though I might take a poundin 300 million versus 543* that's us against them in the land of the free and still you're telling me that we can't win? you watchin' too much TV and believe they spin! Conservative and Liberal are lies that divide us we all want the same things and that fact unites us politicians don't care, CEO's don't care and the boys in blue sure as hell don't care all of 'em proppin up system we all know ain't fair while people starve in our streets - that's class warfare but like phoenix we rise - burn babylon down crush  these fake clowns with they babylon sound if knowledge is a weapon then I'm armed to the teeth and spreadin' that status with the words that i speak *541 members of congress + the President and VP.
Bullseye I ain't a secret agent, I'm the opposite of that revolutionary workin to knock it all flat an arsenal of ideas, my weapon of choice is the mic in my hand the sound of my voice I spit bars like stakes for Vampires reduce 'em to dust and crush their empires A compound conjecture, like anarchitecture build from the bottom, see how much more it get's ya plant a bomb in your heart, spit sparks on the fuse put the boom in the bass that makes your body move the step in the groove, the lyrics that soothe ignite your mind make ya re-think your views resist and refuse wooden shoes in the gears revolutionary sound invades your ears decolonize minds – burn Rome down and spit that hotness to rep for my town Focus, pull, aim, release bullseye on the target, reload, repeat from stage to the firing range - bring heat like focus, pull, aim, release these words are my arrows the mic is my bow the means are the message the method is the goal. gotta spit a flow that'll glow w/ luminescence music is my life so I invest my essence never get ahead if i go half assed livin in the red cuz life moves fast gonna build up to a critical mass so predators better get invisible fast ill like Odysseus in the Iliad don' wanna taste flame? don' be a silly ---! stayin' on point - no need to get filthy crass just linin' up the shot so I can really blast cuz bustin both barrels I'm the most feral spittin sick scripts - leave MC's sterile ain't about the image or 'bout my apparel 's bout finding a solution to the planet's peril we keep it heated like convection, spit it with conviction step in the section: accomplish the mission extraordinary rendition? that means government torture! so ya gotta re-envision what the government taught ya! They say: “violence in the service of the state is heroic! but when ya stand up to the State it's horrific” what a devious division, a foul dichotomy the purpose of they schools is a social lobotomy they decry sodomy while raping the planet like priests who rape children preach against family plannin' the ultimate aggressor - the beast that I battle: a machine made of men whose minds are made of metal hideous hypocrisy hides in plain sight so I ignore the media, get my brain right keep my game tight – wit' my eyes on the ball so I'm ready for anything when babylon fall.
The Bailout what does it mean to be a man, what I am, where I come from understand my place in this world – it's a conundrum a Gordian knot, a Minotaur's maze an ape in a lab, a rat in a cage they've stolen our habitat, trained us how to act like poison plastic particles, stored in our body fat where my scholars at? Holla back if you feel me! conditions we live in are disgusting, filthy there's poison in the water, poison in the air, poison in the food, we're taught not to care shut our eyes tight, pretend it's not there like it's unpatriotic to say it's not fair we get a raw deal, 's why I keep this raw feel and why I'm on the mic day and night with raw skill spittin nonfiction – this is all real and if we leave it to the feds it's gon' get us all killed they externalize the costs, socialize the risk privatize the profits, give 'em to the rich crush all our movements, keep us powerless capital's the cancer, it's time to make a switch tell me: why's our civilization so uncivilized? It doesn't have to be – but it is, I've realized it ain't technology it's the social system life liberty and happiness are all the victims of politrix who don't give a damn about truth use propaganda to deceive the youth from the cradle to the grave, we live and die as slaves the rich get richer & the pigs get paid even got us trained so we chain ourselves trade the pursuit of happiness for the pursuit of wealth an impossible dream, an illusion at best an impractical scheme and a nation obsessed with bigger better stronger, never get enough as we drown our fears by buying useless stuff enough's enough,  it's time to stand for human dignity,  the Rights of Man they externalize the costs, socialize the risk privatize the profits, give 'em to the rich wouldn't know a 'free market' if it spit in they faces they want it tightly controlled to keep us all in our places If you're broke and  starvin' - No one's bailing you out - if your Job gets downsized! - No one's bailing you out - your family gon' be homeless? - No one's bailing you out - Billionaires in trouble? oh we gon' bail THEM out?! Ecosystems collapsing! - No one's bailin' them out - the middle class is disappearing - no one's bailin' them out - our schools are a joke but can' bail 'em out cuz we spent it all on war and givin' banks a hand out! I wanna grab your attention, hold it for a second smash the barriers of fear and pretension understand: we're all in the same boat and it's sinkin fast,  if we wanna stay afloat gotta bail each other out by  workin together and that starts with belief that the world can be better humans are imperfect, you can't change that that's why this system doesn't work - it might seem a strange fact cuz politicians always gonna act like politicians their parties and their platforms are irrelevant! Listen: they prostitute our people to improve their positions and when ya vote for 'em you're just givin 'em permission! We don't need them!  We can self-organize! Stop expecting the impossible, it's time to realize we are the ones that we've been waiting for and we don't need them or their lies any more! They externalize the costs, socialize the risk privatize the profits, give 'em to the rich crush all our movements, keep us powerless capital's the cancer,  make a switch
Make the road by Walkin' aint got time to be a bull---t clown id rather spit a rhyme that'd pull it down make a big sound one that really matters bring heat by the pound - not guns i mean data collect the evidence, compile the case drop dynamite diction, detonate the place burn like mace, make fools face facts we're in a police state, it's time to push back droppin' knowledge till he concrete cracks in a system of surveillance where phones are all tapped hear the lash snap - feel it burn n ya back pimp that whip, trace the ships tracks to hell or barbados, skin bursts like tomatoes sun scorched, tired, heatstroke - fatal we were sold as slaves - one of cromwell's crimes so i trace the path back to ancient times this road is long, keep walkin / the beat might change, keep talkin' and after i'm gone please keep rockin' cuz the fact remains, we make the road by walkin' america was built on refugees, the poor and oppressed and the idealistic all came here looking for a chance to be free and instead were enslaved to serve rich mens wishes the sweatshops and railroads, mines and armies the bones of an empire built on blood and all the propaganda and lies can't con me I can see the storm coming and predict the flood there ain't no graph that could chart my progress like ain't no math that can map these concepts but there's gonna come a day when we can't just accept bein' on the losing side of the same class conflict context is critical, we co-create change see something pivotal make moves we remain products of environment, breathin' our own pollution make the road as we walk 'n search for solutions ain't no road that can get where I'm going so I flow like a river, move earth like erosion cut my own path, make my own motion this revolution's got my devotion days turn to night just as bright as the days twilight destroyed by the streetlight blaze smoke over head, city smog as it lays like a pillow on my face pressed down to suffocate i dunno if we can change it but i hope we can it's gotta start in the heart and the way we plan the world we create when we take a stand the impulse for freedom in the heart of man woman and child, we long to be wild like dogs remember wolves, finally reconciled to the world we've created though at times I hate it it is what it is because this is how we made it so if we want change, we gotta move pick a direction, ride on this groove let these smooth sounds soothe inhibitions and learn to be the change in the world we envision
All I wanna be is who I already am the best version of myself that I possibly can people on tv say I should be like them but to me that's just sick, I cough it up like flem but I don't need a doctor, I got the cure focus my intentions, keep my heart pure can't pay no attention to advertising the sick sad life that it's idolizing creams to make your skin soft, pills to make your dick hard an adolescent fantasy, except they schoolyard is the whole world! And we're living in it! The size of they id is damn near infinite there's more then one way to skin it so I'm plannin my attack studying the armor, searching out the cracks as I'm leaning back taking aim carefully knowing I'll take the blame anyway eventually cuz i'm an anarchist (what?) today and the next day and I don't give a damn about the lies that the pigs say fightin for my freedom, equality, and this earth and cannot be defeated while I stand on my own turf most folks are anarchists until they're taught not to be slavery's expensive – freedom really is free its our natural instinct to fight for survival defend friends and family against all rivals so we built tribes and clans but we made a mistake when we let the first warrior class take shape because they made kings and we lost liberty - a little freedom for security? - we LOST LIBERTY but you can't change the past so it's up to you and me to kill that legacy and set ourselves free we could be who we wanna be, ain't nothin stoppin us obstacles make us stronger, stop talkin just move like the birds who fly in formation take turns in the lead, we are our salvation we are all the leader! only following our hearts taking aim at the empire, and tearing it apart! demand the impossible, dare to dream big dreams speak and be audible – dare to do big things! This life is all we have so why wouldn't we live it? I said we are all we've got! So why wouldn't we give it? All for the cause, fight their laws when the beast comes to bite kick him right in the jaws freedom is dream, but a dream worth building in our homes and communities! We've gotta keep building gain the momentum to seize the moment fight for the future like our lives depend on it cuz they do, that's a fact! Gotta take our world back! rebuild from the wreckage of capital's collapse if we're gonna have a future gotta make it now learn to be free, though we've forgotten how call it Anarchitechture as the movement grows in the center of the storm when the whole thing blows
Alarm clock ringin, another day bringin, The pain and the joy and the pure bliss of bein’ sunlight in the window, the blinds are down as I drift I feel the earth spinning round I got to wake up, so much to accomplish But I guess it all depends on how much I want it And some days it’s not worth getting up Cuz I don’t want to deal with a world this messed up So I close my eyes, dream it away, put my life off for another day livin in a nation in hibernation we can’t change our lives, it's hard to even face ‘em & when I walk out my door and look around, I get scared out my mind at the things going down so instead we’re living like souls on ice cuz to really get up we’d have to wake up twice cityscape skyline, clouds on the water no fish in the bay, the water’s getting hotter but there’s a few forests left, a few places of peace where a man can still go to escape the beast and in the sunlight and shadows, the greens and browns with life and death and rebirth all around it’s a little bit easier to find myself when I don’t have to think ‘bout anyone else and it’s the wind in the trees, the fates I defy and the earth underneath & the stars in the sky paths and trails, rivers and streams the way that the sun on a mountain lake gleams reflect on reflection, indulge in introspection Measure myself up, try to pass inspection Work on my mental, physical, emotional health All to try and find courage to keep being myself Actually the tragedy happens haphazardly The devious dodgy and – dammit – even dastardly Demonstrably untrustworthy side To every single man that’s lurkin inside The part of me that thinks I can make it alone And I just can’t postpone the day that I atone gotta make my peace now, with myself for the sake of my soul my own mental health It’s all right to be angry, it’s ok to cry And it’s perfectly normal to sit and wonder why Why are people hungry when so much food goes to waste? Why are people homeless when we can explore space? Who’s left to protect the powerless and poor, When the wealth of the world gets wasted on war? And most of all, what am I really doin’ To make something beautiful rise from the ruins?


The third and final album from Beltaine's Fire, this is what Revolution sounds like.


released August 31, 2011

Violin & Mandolin: Steve May, Bass and backing Vocals: Laura Noel, Electric Banjo: John Dougal, Drums and backing vocals: Cadence Myles, Lead vocals: Lynx T'Chass (aka Emcee Lynx)




Emcee Lynx & Beltaine's Fire Oakland, California

Beltaine's Fire is a 5-piece folk-rap juggernaut of revolutionary love & rage taking aim at the dark heart of Empire.

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