► http://SamHarris.com/free Please click the "watch in high quality" link under video. An all account look at what ...
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Please click the "watch in high quality" link under video.
An all account look at what happens behind the scenes in preparing to do a major concert. From arriving, settling, greeting, meeting, rehearsing, staging, performing and autographing.
The video contains a combination of footage Sam took himself, along with an abundance of footage shot by Mark Shyers. Mark was one of the winners of the War On War music video contest, and lives in the area of the concert, so we asked him if he would like to follow Sam for the day.
The kids you see are Mark's, the baby you see briefly is Sam's Mr. Cooper, and you see a lot of Sam's Mom and Dad along the way.
There's more footage to come. This is just a taste of what there is. Mark gave me a lot to work with!
Enjoy!
Sam's web guy
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Located off Interstate 244 in downtown Tulsa, the BOK Center is diagonal from the Tulsa Convention Center once completed with its renovations in 2009, making in an entertainment and business complex.
Owned by the City Of Tulsa, the BOK Center is part of Vision 2025, a project to grow economic and community infrastructure for future generations. The City hired SMG, a world leader in venue management, marketing and development, to manage the facility.
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Ice Cubism of the day- "Could you tell me who released our animal instinct? Got the white man sittin' there tickled pink ...
Ice Cubism of the day-
"Could you tell me who released our animal instinct?
Got the white man sittin' there tickled pink.
Laughin' at us on the avenue
Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew
We can't enjoy ourselves
Too busy jealous... Of each other's wealth
Commin' up is just in me
But the Black community is full of envy
Too much back-stabbin'
While I look up the street I see all the japs grabbin'
Every vacant lot in my neighborhood
Build a store, and sell their goods
To the county of sips (?)
You know us po niggas: nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five babies on your crotch
And you expect Uncle Sam to help us out?
We ain't nothin' but porchmonkeys
To the average bigot, redneck honky
You say comin' up is a must
But before we can come up, take a look at US
[Verse Two:]
And all y'all dope-dealers...
Your as bad as the po-lice- cause ya kill us
You got rich when you started slangin' dope
But you ain't built us a supermarket
So when can spend our money with the blacks
Too busy buyin' gold an' Caddilacs
That's what ya doin' with the money that ya raisin'
Exploitin' us like the Caucasians did
For 400 years - I got 400 tears- for 400 peers
Died last year from gang-related crimes
That's why I got gang-related rhymes
But when I do a show ta kick some facts
Us Blacks don't know how ta act
Sometimes I believe the hype, man
We're messin' up ourselves and blame the white man
But don't point the finger you jiggaboo
Take a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you
Pretty soon hip-hop won't be so nice
No Ice Cube, just Vannilla Ice
And yall sit and scream and cus
But there's no one ta blame- but US
[Verse Three:]
US ... will always sing the blues
'Cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes
But if ya step on mine ya pushed a button
"Cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin'
Just like a beast
But I'm the first nigga ta holler out {PEACE, BLACK MAN}
I beat my wife and children to a pulp
When I get drunk and smoke dope
Got a bad heart condition
Still eat hog-mogs an' chitlin's
Bet my money on the dice and the horses
Jobless, so I'm a hope for the armed forces
Go to church but they tease us
Wit' a picture of a blue-eyed Jesus
They used to call me Negro
After all this time I'm still bustin up the chiffarobe
No respect and didn't know it
And I'm havin' more babies than I really can afford
In jail 'cause I can't pay the mother
Held back in life because of my color
Now this is just a little summary
Of US, but yall think it's dumb of me
To put a mirror to ya face, but trust
Nobody gives a fuck about...
Us-Death Cerificate
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Great Song By Killah Priest A homeless man smiles at me Showing no teeth A young man laying dead in the cold streets He ...
Great Song By Killah Priest
A homeless man smiles at me
Showing no teeth
A young man laying dead in the cold streets
He was a victim, beaten bad by the police
And every day another funeral
There's more grief
And every day I like to pray when I see the sun
And if there ever was a lost tribe we the one
In every hood, there's a project with us in it
The old man in the dust goin' nuts - finished
Years before they used to say
He used to own a business
Caught him on taxes
Guess you're black
You got to know your limits
And everybody try to be happy some way
I think of dinners in the winters on a Sunday
And everybody's poor
But we always pulled through it
'Cause of Marvin's influences
We always played his music
My pops said he was a troubled man
Courtesy of Uncle Sam
Then I hit the streets and start hustlin'
But I can see my grandmoms when she dressed for church
A stylish hat, white dress with a matching purse
And I could hear her singing loud with the choir
Marching in, with the face of joy
Proud 'cause her heart's with Him
And she could live everlasting in pure peace
No longer worried eyes, speak to him before I sleep
And I stood by the door when she came at me
She said "You got to endure, and learn to be Happy"
Stood right beside me
Look deep inside me
She had inspired me to be
Happy
Stood right beside me
Look deep inside me
She had inspired me to be
Happy
My friend wrote his mother
"Mom, I'm doing better now
My last year in college, told you I wouldn't let you down
And how is things around the house?
I know you still fussin'
I finally heard from Ralph he said he had appeal comin'
He wrote me last week, told me him and dad don't speak
They both be actin' like they kids if you ask me
But anyway, how come you never wrote me back?
This is like my fourth letter to you
I was hoping that
You could send me something
It's gettin' cold winter's comin'
I know you standing, laughing
Saying that I'm up or into something
I love you mom, Sincerely Yours"
As the nurse paused
From reading hers letter body attached to a cord
Into a breathing pump the stroke she had was too much
She's in a coma, been that way for a few months
And if her son knew, believe me, he would split in two
And going back to using drugs before quitting school
But just smile, 'cause your mother's still here
Try to live, and be proud, make her heart full of cheer
Fill your mind with tranquility, she's free
Give your hearts space and liberty and then peace
The words are golden, emotion, devotion
Just hush, feel her touch for a moment
My life's paradox, watched by crooked cops
But the Lord carries me, just to be
Happy
Dedicated to my grandmother, Ms. Louise Staley
I love you, Grandma
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y'all remember The Fugees?...they were dope...this is a song of their first album in 1994 "Blunted on reality" Lyrics ...
y'all remember The Fugees?...they were dope...this is a song of their first album in 1994 "Blunted on reality"
Lyrics:
Delivered straight from the temple
Hip hop ya don't stop
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, rock!
[Lauryn]
Well as an infant I was born into religion,
My mother called me Baptist
But what she forgot to mention
Was what Baptist meant.
The story goes God sent his only begotten son
To make sure that I would have one.
As I learned in Sunday school,
He's ........ to disrespect my mother and father would be taboo.
But as I grew I met a Jew, a Catholic and a Protestant
And couldn't figure out where Baptist fit.
Hastily got crazy that ya made me see
Brother has confronted me with such ambiguity.
Are you Jehovah, Buddha, or shall I call you Allah?
All the words for Heavenly Father.
I just like to be a scholar on the subject called theology,
So that's how mi figure,
While they call themselves Christians, used'a call me nigga.
And ...... black hole leaves no control over thought.
I leave my body to see where the pits
Go high when the physical takes control.
No communications with the inner self
The prize is the otherwise wise, who has spiritual health.
Got to explain, they had the problems visions of gettin' along with herself,
Cheap on the corner, cornered herself and becomes a mourner.
Logic, brothers -
Ah, yo sista, can Prazwel and Wyclef get some - check it out.
Delivered straight from the temple,
Hip hop ya don't stop
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, rock!
[Wyclef]
Delivered straight from the temple,
I had no time to sample,
My cousin's name was Samuel,
I wasn't allowed to use the turntables,
My dad was a preacher so rap music was your devilism,
And if the words'd say "Thank you, Lord",
I couldn't listen.
So I used to sneak to listen to DJ Red Alert,
To check the competition.
And DJ Red Alert goes berserk,
'Cause as a young lad I had a big rap pad,
'Cause he who waited to practice would someday be the greatest guy.
So I checked them as they flippin'
Sometimes their pads're not slippin'
They think they rippin' rappin'
The only 'rappin' they doing is in the room before they packin'.
[Pras]
You gained the world, sucker
But you lost your soul.
The devil brought you us, all you do is sell a foe.
[Wyclef]
Life after death could be eternal fire,
So some get blunted but you're back on earth when it's all over.
[Both]
Mama said that blunt was a stun to the brain
So some say "I don't smoke",
But on a ...... he sniff coke
[Wyclef]
He won the lotto - now he dies of an overdose
While the bum he picked a hole to sleep, he wanted a deep throat.
[Both]
So ask yourself the question "Who's really maxin'?",
Cause some check in but don't check out and need a Hell or Heaven high
[Wyclef]
But to some Earth is Hell, in Heaven's death
So they pretend to be Hades and kill till there's nothin' left -- ha.
But I might hit 'em with a gun that's harder than all guns
My check from the temple - check the text
[Pras]: (It's got the news to get wreck)
Can I get a witness? Check the text.
Get wrecked. Check the text, check the text
[Pras]: (It's got the new s...... to get wreck), can I get a witness?
(Check the text), here we go yo
Well I arrive let me tell you what I see in my third eye.
[Both]:Many die they call a battle, they got crucified.
[Wyclef]
Justice is righteous in the eyes of the beholder,
While the younger the better,
But the older the wiser
Mama used to read in deep from the Book of Proverbs
But the bird said the word was absurd, have ya heard?
Knowledge - I come to teach
While I increase ya decrease
Some say peace, but on a street a .45's my piece
[Pras]
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise be to thee Jah ....
- come
On the nineteentheth of October I remember
startin' my life on as a natural lever
Cause I lick one-two-three/four-five-six/seven shots
While any priest here builds his church on a solid rock.
Hit me!
So feel the spirit comin' from the Heaven above.
[Wyclef]: (Hey, Pras, how could you be a hood and full of so much love?)
I said "In every man's chest there beats a heart
Hip-hop's where it starts, I tried to master the art.
Come on!"
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