how’d Tupac and prisons get into Watts high school as vision |
In times where public education is bankrupt, schools teach to tests, and administrators molest students, one would wonder how Tupac’s first manager/mentor, youth artists from prisons and the str...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 10:17:00 PST |
Family: A Lyrical Definition |
Family: A Lyrical Definitionwe are losing the war for our livesmeth death's on the risethen you wonder whyschool bullets start to flyIwe come together with hand daps till hands clasp like thunder clap...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 07:07:00 PST |
plz- i dont want to argue |
my memories are yellingit's been too long that Inever remembered the first timeI ever heard them yellmother and fatherbut recall it was part of my childhoodfalling asleep to the sounds of dissonancel...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 04:49:00 PST |
facebook or face to face |
My focus is on spreading words of life and beauty to othersto support us in times of chaos.. to combat stagnancy, stupidity, ignorance, arrogance.. defend beauty and brilliance.. to share info of the ...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 08:55:00 PST |
In Self Defense of Hip Hop: Reaiming Rutger's Rifle |
In Self-Defense of Hip Hop: Reaiming Rutger's RifleCome evening, lonely gunmen wander cracked out concrete streetsprowling empty back alleys and hallwaysfor prey to satisfy their lust for profit.It dr...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 09:36:00 PST |
A Cutter's Manifesto |
dedicated to my memories and others who walk with woundsThe first time I abused youwas our first kisslips metand desire bloomedlike rose vines intertwinedn my mindtold mesay somethingwhisper sweet not...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 05:41:00 PST |
For You Who Do Not Write |
A flower printDress of emerald leavesAnd Ecuadorian rosesAre dancing insideMy soulBouncing like refraction of lightIf I were to be reborn in this momentI would want to be a mirror carvedFrom the refle...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 05:42:00 PST |
Bombs to Beirut |
Right now theres a cipher starting with: Yo, where my hardcore hip hop head bombing body rocking pop locking head nodding goes on and on while in Lebanon bombs drop like beats.C...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 11:28:00 PST |
When Gershwin Met Public Enemy |
When Gershwin Met Public Enemy(a performance piece by Mark Gonzales)Theres a homeless man standing on a crack cornersinging salvation to the tune of Bob Marleys Redemption Song;we dont hear him though...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 02:51:00 PST |
Your Grandmother Was a Drag Queen (rough draft) |
your grandmother was a draq queen
i tell this snot nosed little punk
rockin Red Keds and headphones bigger than his head.
Yeah theres pictures of her wearing stilettos all strung out.
Even he...
Posted by Mark Gonzales on Wed, 30 Nov 2005 05:56:00 PST |
