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Globalization And The Third World Countries

Globalization and the third world countries,
This light suppose to be outside than inside! !
And out of proverty to satisfy my muse,
For we are now holding Hi-Tec Mobile Phones in our hands.

All our natural resources are taken away at cheaper rates and,
The third world countries do pay back heavily on these Hi-Tec products! !
All in the name of globalization;
With cheap labour on our part to help grow the wealth of the Richer Nations!
And, we become poorer begging for alms than ever,
For, globalization has taken over our respective economies! ! !
But, always hoping that, there will be a better way out one day.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A sailor without a destination cannot hope for a favorable wind.

quote by Leon Tec
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A sailor without a destination cannot hope for a favorable wind.

quote by Leon Tec
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London Types: Mounted Police

Army Reserve; a worshipper of Bobs,
With whom he stripped the smock from Candahar;
Neat as his mount, that neatest among cobs;
Whenever pageants pass, or meetings are,
He moves conspicuous, vigilant, severe,
With his Light Cavalry hand and seat and look,
A living type of Order, in whose sphere
Is room for neither Hooligan nor Hook.
For in his shadow, wheresoe'er he ride,
Paces, all eye and hardihood and grip,
The dreaded Crusher, might in his every stride
And right materialized girt at his hip;
And they, that shake to see these twain go by,
Feel that the Tec, that plain-clothes Terror, is nigh.

poem by William Ernest Henley
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Spike Wegg

Me photer's in the papers! 'Oly wars!
A 'ero, I've been called in big, black type.
I 'ad idears the time was close on ripe
Fer some applorse
To come my way, on top uv all me bumps.
Now it's come sudden, an' it's come in lumps.

I've given interviews, an' 'ad me dile
Bang on the front page torkin' to a 'tec'.
Limelight? I'm swimmin' in it to the neck!
Me sunny smile
Beams on the crowd. Misun'erstandin's past;
An' I 'ave come into me own, at last.

But all the spot-light ain't alone fer me;
'Arf, I am glad to say, is made to shine
Upon that firm an' trusted friend uv mine,
Ole Wally Free
A man, I've alwiz said, 'oo'd make 'is mark…
But, case you 'ave n't 'eard the story, 'ark:

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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Samba Do Approach

venha provar meu brunch
saiba que eu tenho approach
na hora do lunch
eu ando de ferryboat
eu tenho savoir-faire
meu temperamento light
minha casa hi-tec
toda hora rola um insight
ja fui fa do jethro tull
hoje me amarro no Slash
minha vida agora cool
meu passado que foi trash
fica ligada no link
que eu vou confessar my love
depois do dcimo drink
s um bom e velho engov
eu tirei o meu green card
e fui pra Miami Beach
posso nao ser pop star
mas ja sou um noveau riche

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song performed by Zeca Baleiro
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Kunta Fly Shit

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo Lord did you peep that
That nigga pussy, that's why I'm gon' eat that
Live and direct, five Tec's, med hat
Hugh Hef' rows, bang on that out of town nigga coz he UFO
Patiently press upon him
Ask him, "who you know? where you from?
What's up Duke?" Watch how you pop ya gum
Empty ya pockets'fore the cops come
When I bus take off past the light that ass better Run
An' don't look back (no), hide if you have to
Dollar vans, just Run into boats if he have to
Even got a .38, don't give me no hastle
When that little brown book in your pocket read Mathew's
Jesus Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice
So Run little doggy, wolves is comin'
Tell him London, he get done in
Flame boy to his brains, hangin' out his onion

song performed by Ghostface Killah
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One Two, One Two

[kool keith]
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two!
One two one two, one two one two!
I just step and i rap rap
Move and you clap clap
Dance and wiggle, and little feets go tap tap
Over and switch switch, change my pitch pitch
You can get down down, rock with my sound sound
As i rock freak a rhyme, blow up the town town
Mc's in the back, double trouble can learn learn
As i start to burn burn, mc's wait your turn turn
Look at me black black, don't come to me wack wack
I chew em like gum, eat your crew like a snack pack
Walk and i flex flex, check and i stop stop
Beat em on down down, suckers i rock rock
Cling on, swing on, walk and you step step
Pick up your pep pep, build up my rep rep
Move and get smacked smacked, i'm tellin you black black
I told you again, i'm clockin fat knots

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song performed by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Raise It Up

Intro: kool keith
Yeah... yo don, gimme a little bit of that chicken
That smooth chicken, a little bit of that gravy
And i want some... old hot jazz biscuits
With a little bit of that blues butter
Bring in the snare
Verse one: kool keith
They never understood, many people were so slow
My funky type of rhyme, and my style is pyscho
Complex wrecks wrecks, my style go x x
I move around off beat, creatin more styles
Showin white boys, other kids my black styles
I kick lyrics like shoes right in your face
Walk up on a carjack of spades, pluck the ace
I get slow-er, down in, on in
Flowin like i used to be on critical beatdown
I drop styles on ears the public bite em
Not many went to school, so the dummies wouldn't write em
They say yo keith, yo kool, you usin big words
I went to college, i'm even more stupid herb

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song performed by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Terrorists

f/ Shaka Loc
(Shaka Loc)
Blinded, by the way of the Locs, the haters hold to
Extinguish the flames, and blow the roof off with smoke
Whether or not it's West Coast, it's Mad Man fa sho this
Notice the raw talent, technique, but not no hits
Critics crack frowns for holdin' the town down
I'm mad now, just so sick of the same sound
Formed a method and kept it, use it as a weapon against you
Bionic issue, to raise above the role of officials
Chronic fatigue
Flossin' for nil, innate hatin' chromatic emcees
I'm chasin' faces of Satan
Waitin' on Daytons, debatin' whether or not to shoot for the stars
You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw
I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood
From the sweat glands of a Mad Man, there ain't no love
So bizarre, drownin' in a lake called "Hate"
Shaka Loc and Nefarious without a debate
(X-Raided)

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song performed by X-Raided
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