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Building the Better Bomb

by Rabbi Darkside

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The better the bomb the redder the dawn The lines are drawn so you better get on One side or the other The rebels are on A feather pen’s what I wave Against a metal baton If the internet is the new printing press And the Dipset is the new intellect And the television is the new dinner guest And Republicans is the new Democrat And the dirty bomb is the new domestic threat The Taliban is the new guerrilla Viet Iraq is the new GuataSalvaChinaNamCubaGuamGuantanamoBayofPigs JapaneseGermanShermanTankBatteramSouthBronxburning Turban is a skin color Peace is Copernicus Center of the universe is an urban myth Cause the sun don’t shine Cowboys are the new Superman Indians are the same working man Mars gonna be the new fertile land The next world war’s waiting for a Ferdinand Minimum wage is a murder plan Biblical days are resurging fam Insurgents are the nervous twitch that keeps Itchy trigger fingers on the murder switch Smoke screens are used as tourniquets Bedroom house the new journalist Turning 2 is the new turning 6 Which leaves 13 year olds turning tricks The better the bomb the redder the dawn The lines are drawn so you better get on One side or the other The rebels are on A feather pen’s what I wave Against a metal baton There ain’t gonna be Social Service checks And all the toxic air will leave us nervous wrecks The rain forest gonna be burnt to crisp No newspaper left for the current events No sidewalks anywhere to curb your pets A quarter of our young will be returning Vets Maybe we can pinpoint a certain executive officer who crossed into this perfect mess Freedom fighters gonna be the villains again It might look something like the Children of Men Censorship’s a rampant tool for killing our zen You’ll need corporate sponsorship for chilling with friends The easy way out might be a pill or a patch Or there might be no escape behind the wheel of a hatch Civic government stopped dealing with rats Except the ones who keep the glass ceiling intact You’ll hear the end is coming till you’re sick of the rumors Plugged into oblivion and sticking to humor Coma to the crisis like there’s missiles in Cuba Wake up to find out Guiliani’s slicker than Junior A freestyle is a high-risk maneuver In this the not-so-distant future Unless we enlist all our gifts to tutor Those who exist within the grip of the fuehrer The better the bomb the redder the dawn The lines are drawn so you better get on One side or the other The rebels are on A feather pen’s what I wave Against a metal baton Before another 4 and before another war Figure out exactly what you’re fighting for
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2x2 2x2 2x2 2x2 Here’s a dose of the Dark they call me the Holy Roller On Noah’s Ark the only lonely soldier You would think it’s a snap like Tony Romo But it feels like half our quota’s already been thrown over Surrounded by a sea of animals and loners Cats without their kitties and kings without their cobras Queens without Corona One half of the Dakotas A single homely ogre stoic as a Chevy Nova Rope burned hands from holding on like Red Rover I’ve only got one good thumb Ebert no Roper Keeping it covert might have been a mistake Who ever would’ve guessed the ship would be in this shape David Chase on the pen I’m sailing for finales I look around and see Palestinians and Israelis I look around and see nothing but the sea and above I’m keeping my eyes peeled for a leaf and a dove 2x2 2x2 2x2 2x2 Double dose of the Dark I’m back in the classroom Didn’t feel like I was gone but all my shit smells like cat food Half the desks empty Half the rest emcees Temporary staff the lessons are elementary L-M-N-O-P to onomatopoeia Bunsen Burners to beakers Low-level learners to teachers on reefer Seasonal work like hiring migrants Undermines year-round preparedness like fire and hydrants Liars and tyrants don’t have principals to lean on Summertime no Freon stinging sweat of eons Kids are clad in spandex bangles and neon Got me feeling like I’m busting 80’s ghosts like Egon So I dream on staring out the window to the yard Open up my desk and grab some confiscated cards Pull one out of the deck and put it back in despair A testament to déjà vu only half of a pair 2x2 2x2 2x2 2x2 Overdose of the Dark alone in the desert One moment there was chalk the next it’s sand forever I’d like to act courageous as I’m chasing an oasis But why bother be the bravest in the war to end the ages Masochistic the work of a veteran Alchemist along the road to a personal legend Pursuit of something that’ll make me feel whole Metal into real gold Devils into real souls I’ve only got the wind to whisper arid secrets Sink my hands in terra firma tear to pieces This’ll make a non-believer from believers like An open wide receiver watching fans leave the bleachers Isolated when I swore I heard a dune buggy Off in the distance saw a sight that’s simply too lovely It was a bird as white as a cloud Olive branch in its mouth steadily swooping down 2x2 2x2 2x2 2x2
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Part MC and part Disc Jock Part Chris Rock part Hitchcock Part smooth talk part shit talk Part cooled out part pissed off Part tie-dye part Kriss Kross Part chap stick part lip gloss Part mind map part get lost Part dry out part get sauced Part return part kickoff Part Thriller part Get Off Part step up part step off Part ill emcee part soliloquy Part killa bee part Billy Dee Part really B? Part silly me part feeling free Part madness and part villainy Part Bob Dylan part LA Reid Part melody part elegy Part Sporty Spice part Mel B Part nightmare part Elm Street Part Bill Bellamy part ill felonies Part Bloody Mary part celery Part Bucktown part Tel Aviv Part telethon part part the seas Part pardon me Part poet part philosopher Part astronaut part astronomer Part Harry Connick part Jimmy Connors Part Thurmanator part thermometer Part Milky Way part Andromeda Part Eden garden part anaconda Part candle wax part candelabra Part running man part lambada Part blindfold part pinata Part mama part papa Part chief part rocker Part Sherlock part Shylock Part burnt out part eye drop Part VW part Iroc Part flytrap part lilacs Part submerged part dry docked Part what is part why not Part third eye part cyclops Part the hare part sly fox Part undone part tied knots Part time on part time off Part spitter part fibber Part pitcher part hitter Part miss her part mister Part sitter part drifter Part grifter part gifted Part grizzled part wizard Part scissors part fissure Part zzzz zzz zzzzmm
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Appl Juic I’ll try hard to fulfill your notion of what a poet is Deriding ideas as bunk and words as erroneous I’m not a Monk so don’t call me Thelonious But perhaps the last and loneliest American socialist I’d like to spend my time thinking about who should be picked for the cricket team There’s so much in the world I find sickening The last time I checked the wealth wasn’t trickling There’s also my own health Addicted to the nicotine Sometimes I won’t eat salad for days I’m tortured by all my less palatable traits Trying everything to overcome the barricades Like Desperate Housewives with marital aids New and improved like the potions we use on the lues Broken and bruised Bluesy boozed virginal listless I don’t want your complete immersion in my business What’s the point of a conversion if there isn’t a witness Rabbi D We working and reversing the sickness Shizness Appl Juic What is this? Rabbi D No slack all crisp like a permanent crease Alert to the lurking creeps like the murmur of thieves German Shepard on the prowl so it’s curtains for sheeps BK to UK with a certain mystique In the country of Kings we work and we teach United Kingdom counterparts are doing their piece Hyde Park to Parliament Prospect to Orchard Beach East London to East New York down on Herkimer Street Learn and lead so the hurt will decrease If G-d can’t save Darfur how he’s gonna save the Queen? Runaway dreams we’re speeding on all fours With a connection overseas that ain’t been seen since the Concord State your name What’s your stake in the game Whatchu you bringing to table Whatchu you taking away? State your name This is a stake in the game Brining light to vampires that’s as plain as the day Rabbi D Encore before we’re even half through On every corner in the city like pay phones and snack food Snap to it like jazz aficionados Draining like long trips in autos when you piss in bottles Resist Serato Old School attitude Y’all need battle proof? Well I rap and produce These two cats in the booth are rabid and smooth With philosophy and aptitude like Albert Camus Avenue grooves with a cabin and crew It’s Rab and Appl Juic get hooked like snaggle tooth Ravenous dudes with cavernous moves That Eco like Umberto canyon camping confused? Separatists step with us and get to the groove And if you can’t handle this shit then you should get to the lue Catching the blues from the network of news We’re putting in the legwork to get to the moon Rebels with clues causes morals flaws More or less average dudes with war on their jaws Swore what you saw happened but don’t curse Juic was like Appl Juic That’s Heavy D Rabbi D And I was like of course Appl Juic So we’re striking with the force of twelve Chernobyls And won’t stop till the whole world smells of Belgian waffles You’re smiling nervously like Mets fans till David (Carlos) Beltran bottles As if an empire founded on bullshit seldom topples And steroids can make it super-sized Like the bulging biceps of Hulk Hogan But soon you’re rheumatized Moody times spent cold and in the doldrums With fewer rides More thoughts of suicide in a kitchen full of rolling pins and solvents Call for The Dude and The Dude abides With an army of Polynesian witches with dolphins in their cauldrons Curing the world of Wolfowitzs and John Boltons And all the fucking PR consultants Justifying the actions of the crazy and lawless Cause we know now there’s no Habeas Corpus This race is like the hare and the tortoise You drift into complacency then we’re severing your fortress With a mouth full of celery and sawdust Stumbling down avenues mumbling platitudes About how you never achieve anything in August Pursued by carloads of paparazzi We’re seducing your daughters Dissing your sister like Marco Matarazzi I’m on a mission from Britain to confirm with a Rabbi That the cargo is satisfactory Rabbi D That’s that good shit Appl Juic Sweet now you can pass it back to me State your name What’s your stake in the game Whatchu you bringing to table Whatchu you taking away? State your name This is a stake in the game Brining light to vampires that’s as plain as the day Rabbi D I’m out like I just won the Emmy or I drank a ton of Henny Bond after he leveled enemies and got the Money Penny
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Critically acclaimed solo debut from Rabbi Darkside, available for worldwide purchase on itunes, CDBaby, Amazon and more.

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released July 19, 2008

A global cast of Hip Hop luminaries guest on the mic and production, wiring "The Better Bomb" for worldwide 21st century impact. Collaborators cover ground from Brooklyn to Queens, Oakland to Chicago, South London to South France. “Building the Better Bomb” features vocals from Appl Juic (UK), Core Rhythm (BK), Farbeon (BK), Raid’n (FR), Mista Mayday (CT) and the incomparable Ann Enzminger (BK). The production team features the classic boom bap of Mista Mayday, the progressive jazz of And I, Baba Israel and Jive, the thunder of Verse All and the international flavor of DJ Rectape (FR).

This is a product of 100% independent artistry. The original album artwork by Borish (Trust Your Struggle), the graphic layout by J-Skillz (Jask Clothing), and all the music were developed in collaboration with executive producer Rabbi D.

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Rabbi Darkside Brooklyn, New York

Rabbi Darkside (né Sam Sellers): MC/DJ/Beatboxer/Educator. Chart-topping songwriter. Champion freestyle artist. University Hip Hop Professor. One of NYC’s favorite and most versatile DJs. Master improviser. Global Hip Hop Ambassador. Label CEO. Wedding officiant. From MTV to NYTimes, HipHopDx to Blue Note Jazz Fest you may have crossed his path. New album new era in 2022 ... more

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