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I'll travel far away
Where nobody can tell me what to do
I'll live in a higher place
Around people with better taste
I'll live with people with better taste
Old people
Locked us up
And left us far away
Thinking that we're still too young
And yes, we are young
And I'm longing for this place
And I'm longing for this place...not
They say the lemon has to be yellow
And apples have to be bigger
And the path has to be long and defined
They say that girls have to be shy
Balanced and not anxious
And that freedom is better tamed
I don't understand
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
This is Samm
Listen up
My passport is temporary, but my love for Jordan is permanent
I'm the one who put Jordan on the Rap map, while you were laying in bed
I don't need a national ID to prove to you that I am a patriot
Don't worry it's only God I turn to
If I had to turn to you, I would turn to kill you
with the same weapons you use against us
You are spoilt
Ignorant enough to think I am the arrogant one here
I pay more than what I earn
And come from a family that is treated as second class
Whatever pennies I make, it's not enough to pay my fiancรฉs dowry
The triangle of despair is getting to you
It's only adding to your misery
Our politics are intolerable, our culture is intolerable!
Even our children's games are stained by mediocrity, intolerable!
-Welcome. -Thank you.
What's your name?
My name is Samer Shakfeh. They call me Samm the Teacher.
-Where are you from? -From Jordan.
What will you present for us today?
A rap song.
You are welcome, please begin.
Yo, this is Samm
Let's go! Everyone raise your hands in the air and say "Yeah"!
I'm a prophet protected by my brain, my pen, my education.
I'm the blogger, the actor, the writer
I write what I feel and I paint what I see
Even if it's difficult I promise to deliver
We are a united power that planned, emerged, resisted and continued
And decided that it will end injustice and raise the flag of freedom
No matter for how long I will sustain the fight
I'm useful, skilful, masterful
And I won't be fooled by a compromised system
I never thought it could be defeated
Please understand me and stand by me, now we have a target
We are one hand and together we can reach the top
Justice, freedom and democracy
Let's develop our community for the generations to come
I'm a prophet protected by my brain, my pen, my education.
I'm the blogger, the actor, the writer I write what I feel and I paint what I see
Even if it's difficult I promise to deliver
There are still essential musical genres
that people can't tell the difference between.
Like Rap and Rock, and between devil-worshipping and this music.
"This is Western, this isn't from here, this isn't good,
This goes against religion."
They'll always say it goes against religion.
Count with me how many media people have been humiliated
Count how many articles were censored instead of being published
It's so twisted,
to please the higher entity as a citizen
I have to acknowledge hierarchy and please accordingly
This is Arab democracy
I have to avoid trouble till I become useless and disconnected
I'm trying to perceive, but what's happening kills my mind
I want to be able to bear the pain
and continue sending this message the best way possible
I don't have to hold a big post
And be a burden on my people
Like fire, eating everything crossing my way
And eliminating everything I consider unworthy
And forcing politics to the sheep
We are the sheep, and we move as they tell us to!
I don't want to lend you a hand nor do I need your help
Be my enemy, point whatever you got at me Keep your hatred and your corruption
Problems still include your appearance,
How you dress, how you wear your hair,
...how you move, how you sing, what you do,
How you think.
These are the problems we face as a generation. My generation.
LOUD PARTIES, ORGIES AND ODD CLOTHES!
SATAN'S HEAVEN HAS SEX, HOMOSEXUALITY AND EXTREMISM!
Even if the nights delay my dreams
I'll never stop being crazy I don't care!
I'll never stop being crazy, I'll never stop being crazy
I'll never stop being crazy, I don't care!
I'll never stop being crazy I'll never stop being crazy
I'll never stop being crazy I don't care!
This moon looks so normal
I don't care to look at it tonight
This moon looks so normal
I don't care to look at it tonight
Not a single line of colored ink drawn in the waist of the meadow
And no concrete on my heart or his
Not one well crafted chair in the council of old
Nor a line or cars at its doors
It's not a vision from yesterday, like the memories in the keys on the wall
It's not a guarded chest, surrounded by soldiers
Nor a security file number or a haunted ID number
Free is Palestine Like a breeze of fresh air
Lifted up by our hands, high up in the air
As the eyes of the people sleep
Awake she becomes in our dreams
Wake up, Palestine
Every day, every boy and every girl wake up the country, free
Where do I run to, where should I go?
Where do I find a sign?
Not one hole, not one crack in this wall
One hundred men tall
And where will I reach and how will I find my way
When they poisoned my guard?
And they are on the mountains and in the valleys
In my days, in my nights
Where?
Where?
Where?
Where?
We are the ones fighting to keep the original identity
Of this country in place.
If it weren't for us, with all due respect,
Palestinian refugees all over the world could forget about the right of return.
If it weren't for us, the people would have forgotten
what the right of return even means.
Dub Key, it's the Ministry!
Let's go! Walaa!
It's coming, it's coming, the Palestinian Rasta
The history from beginning to the end
It's coming, it's coming, the Palestinian Rasta
It's woven into history from beginning to the end
The story is circulating, the people are unaware, the people are poor
Palestinians say, "Look at me, what's wrong with me?"
And if you ask me, I'll say, "Nothing at all!!
Music for the hungry, Music for the thirsty,
Music for human beings Bring it on, let me hear it, oh artist
It's the Arab A Dub Attack
It's the Arab A Dub Attack
It's the Arab A Dub Attack
It's not that we are just making music and life is beautiful here.
In my opinion music is sacred and has a message at the same time.
Many people here consider music more dangerous than a machine gun.
We want to play music that makes you go
"Oh man! There is wisdom in what you are singing."
Music that opens your mind.
It's not enough to walk like slaves, or like sheep behind each other.
If you stop and say "No, I want to speak up, I want to express my opinions",
you will be arrested.
I believe in Arab unity. All Arabs in all the Arab countries are my brothers.
That's why I'm sorry that many suffer repression
And don't have access to certain music.
The system, Babylon, does not want this kind of music.
Slowly
Slowly
Take your time
Time will pass
Don't give up
Why are you so impatient?
Why are you in such a hurry?
Give me some time to rest
Relax
The people demand... the removal of the regime!
I want my rights... Hosni killed me!
I want my rights... Hosni robbed me!
Down...down...with Hosni Mubarak!!!
The people demand... the downfall of the president!!!
Down...down...with Hosni Mubarak!!!
Behold the Egyptians, behold, behold, behold!
The people did it, they brought down the regime!
Rejoice, Mubarak is overthrown!
What's a topic that could be positive?
Do a song about the amazing future that's ahead of us with the Muslim Brotherhood.
Maybe.
The new relationship between us and the Brotherhood.
You can do something about the amazing future with the...
No, no, forget about it.
Of course not. I'm not going to do a song about them.
Of course not.
Think for a bit.
Think for a bit.
Think, oh great one! Think, oh great one!
Well, we have to talk about politics. What else are we going to talk about?
I am not joking.
In ten years we must form a party and have one of us run in elections.
I'm not joking!
It's none of my business, but are you saying you want to run in elections?
In 10 years, because I have to form a party to run in elections.
Do you want me to run alone?
What will you call your party?
The "Your Momma Is Nice" Party!
The world is a Mooled, people And people are watching
Some people try to come close to other people
While others just try to escape
I'm at the Mooled and I'm riding the swings
Some people around me are chill and some just deeply hurt
And some are just dreaming of a loaf of bread
Empty out the area and pass me the mic
The talented one is amongst you, the sorcerer of words and street poetry
And when I spray fire, the mic's got a problem
Arab Rap has been inside my head before its mom ever met its dad
Cocktail of classes, people and stories At the Mooled!
All sorts of personalities and souls At the Mooled!
Play single or double cards At the Mooled!
Brothers jack their own brothers At the Mooled!
You want to act gangsta like 50 Cent? I am Karim el Abyad!
My tongue is a bleeding sword and one stab is fatal
Let the Mooled be the judge if you want some Line for line
Sleep eternally, Rock-a-bye Baby!
We are the real stuff and you are fake like henna hash
Light it up, blaze it slowly
Our place is on top, touch it, and you'll end up with 9 fingers
We are the leaders of the Mooled, approved with an official stamp
I'm at the Mooled and I'm riding the swings
Some people around me are chill and some just deeply hurt
And some are just dreaming of a loaf of bread
The entire Arab world is in a state of change...
...and it needs people to keep up with this change.
The Arab Spring, you've seen what's going on with the revolutions.
Egypt, Tunisia, Libya, Syria.
This generation is different from the last.
Samer's Hip Hop is meaningful, and it's good, and that's what I like.
And, God willing, he will be successful with his style of Hip Hop.
-And I'm very supportive of him. -Thank you.
-My mom! -May God be pleased with you.
I like the issues in his songs.
He talks about freedom.
He talks about corruption,
About routine, about social problems.
He can raise awareness about the problems of the youth...
...and about problems of society in general.
And he can raise awareness about political issues.
You say: "Let us introduce ourselves, we are the messengers of..."
And then: "FREEDOM".
Let's go.
Let us introduce ourselves, we are the messengers of...
Freedom!
We are gathering together in the name of...
Freedom!
You defend it and you secure your rights...
Freedom!
I have a lot of goals regarding society which I use Hip Hop to achieve.
It's important to me that the new generation is not ignorant of arts...
...and knows more than one kind of music.
I want them to understand and be smart.
To continue building this country.
We create the foundation and they continue to build.
We came to tell the military rule "NO!"
...in the name of God the fair One.
The people demand the resignation of the Army General!
The thieves have robbed Egypt!
As free Revolutionaries we will continue our journey.
One, two, where is the power handover?
Freedom!
Freedom!
Freedom!
Freedom!
Freedom!
I tell you what, better mind your own business
If you only could stay in your own lane
If you only could keep your mouth shut for once
Mind your own business!
Welcome to my life, have a seat and relax
Dig in my thoughts and reveal all my secrets
Look and guess
Even if you could collect your wits, you wouldn't grasp it at all
You already know it all, and all you do is repeat it over and over
You know my name, you know my age, even my date of birth
There's nothing you left out, not even my family roots
Who I hooked up with, whom I helped, and who I stood beside through tough times
Who I befriended, and who I pissed off
You say much more than just "Good morning" as if I allowed you to run your mouth
A hundred questions at once and you'll tell me a thousand stories
But it's all already a part of your knowledge, not just because I met you once
You interfere in my life as if I was one of your family members
Good morning, my neighbor,
Mind your own business and I'll mind mine
Keep your words away from my mind
Remove your thoughts from my ears
If you only could spare me with your words
Next time you see me, just stay in your own lane
I tell you what, better mind your own business
If you only could stay in your own lane
If you only could keep your mouth shut for once
Mind your own business!
Mind your own business!
Mind your own business!
Mind your own business!
You drive me crazy!
You cannot deliver the knockout blow to the army right now, impossible!
So you think we'll win by getting our points through slowly?
-Yes. -Now, if I pull a gun on somebody...
You think he'll stand there, let me kill him and rule?
-It's possible that he'd fight back. -So he won't give up!
You will have to keep shooting at him until he falls.
So that's it then. But what's the end game here?
He has to die. One of you does.
Democracy is that I kill all of you! That's democracy!
Enemies of God!
Once upon a time there was a boat with a captain
All alone at the wheel
Commanding as he pleased
Oh so greedy, nothing could fulfil him, although he had it all
And he kept forgetting that there were others living on the same boat
Those who had owned that boat but now only suffered from his injustice
They endured so much, but he didn't appreciate it
But because they were many the dream didn't die
One after the other tried and failed
But when they all stood as one, they became powerful
Once upon a time there was a boat with a captain
All alone at the wheel, commanding as he pleased
Oh so greedy, nothing could fulfil him, although he had it all
High wave
I'm scared of it
A dark wave's coming
It will suck me up
And here is my brain coming back to me
And here is my brain coming back to me
Despite a lot of the backwardness that we have,
We are not living in the Dark Ages.
And this is something that I really want to change people's opinions about.
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