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Althusserians Trying to Rap

edited 2013-05-01 14:38:04 in Philosophy
if u do convins fashist akwaint hiz faec w pavment neway jus 2 b sur

As of lately, us from Marks21 have been in constant petty squabbles with Gerousia, a rival left-wing organization (named after the Spartan council of elders, even though most of them are in their twenties). They are pretty much hardcore Althusserians, and are thus much more academic, intellectual and theoretically oriented than we are - they believe that, since capitalism is unsustainable (which it is), a socialist revolution is absolutely bound to happen somewhere in the future, any revolutionary practice is in vain, and the only true revolutionary activity is revolutionary theory.

Which means that the only thing they do is sit in a smoky bar, get high, endlessly quote Althusser and Foucault and argue about questions of extreme importance, such as what is "more revolutionary" - space or time?

One of such sessions led to the brilliant idea of achieving some sort of a working-class catharsis through hip-hop.

This is what ensued.



  • Definitely not gay.

    I don't understand jack shit, but I innately know that this is awesome.

  • if u do convins fashist akwaint hiz faec w pavment neway jus 2 b sur


    that's one of the worst raps i've ever heard

    I'll actually try to translate the lyrics - all in all, they reek of trying too hard.

  • Do they also strangle their wives.

  • edited 2013-05-01 18:16:09
    if u do convins fashist akwaint hiz faec w pavment neway jus 2 b sur

    It wouldn't be too out-of-character.

    Anyway, here's the thing, translated as literally as possible. If something doesn't make sense, it wasn't supposed to in the first place.


    (For the dawn of the workers' awakening

    For the dawn of the workers' sobering

    For the dawn when we will say that there are other ways in the future

    There are still free countries and free nations in this world

    There is still somebody that we can count on and look upon

    For the dawn that will shine red, for which we have to live and fight)


    Today is May the 1st, the only thing I celebrate

    Today is May the 1st, may the cops suck my dick

    Today is May the 1st, that is my date

    Today is May the 1st, I have an ultimatum


    For all the fuckers who stole our cash

    So I don't have it, somebody will become a corpse

    So I don't have it, now I can't look fresh

    I can't get dressed up and be pretty

    Burberry, Lacoste, Polo, who's gonna buy it

    I'm licking shopwindows 'cause boutiques are too expensive

    For 200 euros all I can do is gnaw on my balls

    Hang out to no end with the crew from my hood

    They are my race - they are my class

    They are my pitbulls - my little beasts

    That write "wash me" on the back window

    But that was 12 years ago

    Now bullshit and you'll burn like gasoline

    Brass knuckles and a baseball bat are a good combination

    If for some reasons communication goes bad

    (stupid GI GI GI sounds)

    There are no manners 'cause there is no cash

    There's no regard 'cause there is no meat

    We're waiting like catfishes for something to fall from the sky

    There's nothing ever but you always need something

    I need a 200 square meter crib

    I'm voracious 'cause my dad is poor

    My dad, Bucky, a hero of the Serbian tale

    Worked forty years of service like a joke

    That's why I care about May the 1st

    One day, on the 1st of May, I'll come to my hood

    The lights will work and everyone will be fed

    Everyone will be outside and there'll be no problems

    But till then, Bucky, we're going straight at the balls

    We'll make miracles 'cause the times are crazy

    And no one gives me anything until I take it myself

    You will pay the rent until you have your own apartment

    Chicks will run from you if you have no job

    And you'll have to go right after coming

    'Cause tomorrow, bro, you'll get up early

    At 6 o'clock, at the bus stop, with the other scum

    Is that what I want for myself - no

    Is that what I want for myself - no

    Every day is my birthday - every day I'm celebrating

    Every day is the first of May here in Sahara


    The First of May - I am young and healthy

    Labor day - everybody loves this rap

    I won't go to the employment bureau 'cause they're not on my level

    You weren't born like I was, I know you're feeling guilty

    If you grew up like I did then you never grew up

    This child in me was born to survive

    I'll work here, I don't want to go abroad

    'Cause over here, the cash is close, and over there they're far away

    I'll get to the top by stairs, not the elevator

    'Cause inside are my buddies, stuck with the needle

    Everybody fucks your chick well except for you

    I never even fucked her, she was fucking me

    The best buddies are Gudroslav and Little Tito

    We have no borders - we are Kosovo

    So better shut up if I didn't ask you

    With 50 grand in the city we are feeling comfortable

  • yea i make potions if ya know what i mean

    who the fuck produced this beat, R2D2?

    also this is some of the worst flowing I have ever heard. These guys give Chief Keef a run for his money.

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