ITS GOIN DOWN PART 4

[ITS GOIN DOWN] PART 4
THE SOUNDTRACK...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLD0A7A37311F340E8

It is now a week later and Red is talking to Velvety and Shalonda about their efforts to keep the people fed. This is an effort so momentous that the whole world will be affected by it.
Its amazing how many disenfrachised people there were in the movement who were not expected to be there. There were white people who had been doctors and lawyers under the old system. There were chinese people and people from mexico.
All of these people were working to make this global change occur.
Shalonda is telling Red about the colonies where the people are staying. How order is being kept. Amazingly there has been little crime and this has made the movement even more successful.
The children are attending schools set up by the council and many of the factories that existed before this began are still operating.
The government which went into hiding when this began are still controlling the remnants of their armies but soldiers are defecting every day and making the ranks stronger. Shalonda finishes and Velvety begins to break down the numbers. There is no currency in this new system people are simply sharing and all they need are the materials to survive so by the numbers means placing people in the right place.
It seems that race has dissappeared as a way of identification as the people have realized that they all need to be one to do this thing.
Velvety wraps up what she is saying and her and Shalonda leave the room where Red sits.
Red closes his eyes and lets the events circle in his mind. He also thinks about the fact that it is more than likely that he will die in this endeavor...that he is now the main target for what remains of every government on earth. He thinks of his children and his grandchildren and that makes him think of all the children on earth who live now and will ever live. It will be so different for them.
He also thinks of how this thing started...at the forces that made it happen this way. Man!
The flow of cocaine and heroin has almost been cut all the way off and most of the people agree that marijuana should never have been illegal.
Drinking is allowed but public displays of drunkeness are not.
Religious services are encouraged and it seems as if there is a whole lot less animosity between the religions now that everyone has to work together.
There is a knock on the door and Red snaps out of his thoughts and speaks.
"Come in!"
The door opens and Rosemarie steps into the room. Red also met her on the internet and he liked the fire in her in some ways she reminded him of Akata Shakur. She leads the womens arm of the movement the female soldiers. In studying history Red has always kept in mind that there will need to be female soldiers and in many aspects the women soldiers are the same as the men and they are trained right beside them but these women also learn things that the men do not. In some ways it seems that they are modern day Amazons.
Rosemarie walks in and walks over to where Red is sitting and he motions her to sit down. She does and and he hands her the blunt that he relights. It went out while he was thinking.
She takes a toke and coughs. "Damn Red this is some good shit!"
He laughs.
"Whats up Rosemarie?" he askes.
She looks at him and says "Red when you gone let us do a mission on our own?"
He looks at her for a second before he speaks.
"Rosemarie, I was just thinking about that last night and I am going to need  about 4 of your women to meet me later. Even though many of the soldiers who come from the other side have brought valuable information and weapons we need more. I am going to need them to become my eyes and ears over there for awhile. I want you to come up with a plan for this and to present it to me by 0500 hours. Also I want them to be good with every kind of weapon. We must start to tear the enemy down from within."
Rosemarie looks at him and he can see the pride in her as she stands and says 'I got you Red."
She has opened the door and is about to step out before she turns around and says "Thank you Red"
"Dont thank me woman...thank Allah he is the one who gave you your strength."
Rosemarie looks at him with admiration in her eyes and leaves the room.

TUNE IN FOR THE NEXT EXITING INSTALLMENT OF "ITS GOIN DOWN" WHERE YOU ARE THE STARS.
VELVETY GENUINE AS HERSELF
SHALONDA BEENE AS HERSELF
ROSEMARIE HOWARD AS HERSELF.
FLENARDO TAYLOR AS HIMSELF.

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ITS GOIN DOWN PART THREE

[ITS GOIN DOWN] part 3
The music for the revolution...
THIS IS HIP HOP...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL5CC122534FFB17F8

As Red and the men start to move towards the building he is taking note of all that he sees around him. The shots that fall in the street around them and kick up fragments of particles. The sound of bullets hitting metal.
They are pretty much undetected with all the firepower that is being trained on the building and they make it to the lobby with no casualties. As soon as they get there Red motions for them to get back into two man units and split up. They don the night vision goggles that all of them carry. Since there is no electricity there is no need to think about the elevators and they all go to different staircases and enter. As soon as Red enters the stairwell he looks up thinking that they may have a guard posted.
There is not one and he and Flenardo start to move up the staircase while staying close to the wall.
When he was looking at the building during the first round of fire from his men he noticed that there were no flashes of gunfire coming from the first three floors and he gets on his radio and tells two teams to secure them. All the others are told to go to various floors from the third up. The building is 20 stories tall and he knows that this is going to take awhile.
He calls for a cease fire and from the stairwell he hears the gunfire from outside start to subside as his orders are carried out.
As he moves up the staircase he listens to the sounds of his men who are in the building coming over the earphone that is in his ear. He tells them that he has the third floor and they acknowledge him.
When he reaches the third floor he and Flenardo stand at opposite sides of the door as he uses a piece of a board to push the door open.
Even without gunfire there is noise as pieces of the building fall to the floor and fire crakles around them. They start to move towards the front of the building when all of a sudden a man runs from one of the rooms he is looking the other way and he does not see them until it is to late and they shoot him as he starts to raise his weapon. As soon as they shoot him another man open fire from the shelter of the doorjamb and they fall to opposite sides of the hallway and lay down suppressive fire.
The man ducks into the room and they move closer and closer while making sure to keep firing. When they reach the door they press against the wall and Red motions for Flenardo to stay there and he steps back and just jumps across the door while firing into the room. He is trying to see where the man is and if there are more. He sees gunflashes as he is suspended in the air and the bullets miss him but he sees where his target is and he also sees that there are no more.
He reaches to the clips which hold the grenades on his chest and pulls one loose. He pulls the pen and counts to three before he throws it into the room in the area where he last saw the man. He hears the man start to scramble a split second before the grenade goes off and the concussion of the grenade rocks the floor that they are on. Contrary to what people see a grenade blast is pretty controled unless it contains shrapnel.What they are using here are concussion grenades and they are designed for this purpose.
He and Flenardo wait for a second before they roll into the doorway and look around. They see the body of the man and one of his legs is missing but he is dead. They clear the floor and get on the radio to see if the other units are making positive progress.
He get calls confiming that his units are clearing the floors above them and he and Flenardo move to the stairwell and begin to make their way up when they hear a door open above them and someone starts to shoot down at them. They use the stairs directly above them to shelter them as they move upwards. Red tries to make note of the floor that the shots are coming from and he gets on the radio and calls to one of his men named Michael on the radio. He knows that they are on the floor directly beneath the shooter and he tells them to come to the door and wait until he gives the order for them to enter the stairwell.
He waits until they confirm that they are at the door and he and Flenardo step out and loose a barrage of gunfire and the man ducks back and he gives the order for them to charge. He sees them as they charge out of the door and start to fire up the stairs he sees the man as his body dances and he falls over the rail and his body falls silently to the bottom of the stairwell. The men above him give him the thumbs up and he and Flenardo continue to climb. He keeps getting calls as the floors are cleared. Pretty soon all the teams meet on the 20th floor.
From the radio comes chatter telling him that there are men on the roof..
Red talks into the radio and tells the soldiers outside to fire at the roof and not to fire low.
As soon as he hears the sound of the barrage outside he bursts through the door and rolls right. Flenardo comes behind him and he rolls left. They are lucky.
There are ventilation shafts here and they provide the cover that is needed.
Red and Flenardo start to pick off a couple of the soldiers that are on the roof.
One of them falls back as his brains erupt from the back of the helment that he wears.
As more of Reds men charge out of the door a full firefight breaks out on the roof and one of them is hit in the thigh. Another man grabs his arm and they make it to safety.
Red motions for all his men to take the smoke grenades that they wear from their belts and they do.
This has to be done with precision.
As the smoke begins to cover the roof Red and his men begin to move and spread out. The injured man and another stay behind at the shaft.
 They make their way through the smoke and start to pick off the 4 men who are left.
One of the men drops his weapon and surrenders.
When the smoke clears  Red and his men stand victorious and they cheer into the night.
 Yet in his heart Red knows that this thing is far from over.

TUNE IN TOMORROW FOR THE NEXT EXCITING INSTALLMENT OF "ITS GOIN DOWN"

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ITS GOIN DOWN PART 2

[ITS GOIN DOWN] part 2
THE SOUNDTRACK...
http://youtu.be/__02dRQrfYQ

As soon as the rifle hits Reds hands he flips into general mode as an image of his youth flashes in his mind.
Brick walls and concrete... the projects.
It will be that way for no more children if he has his way. This movement...this war was started to end that.
Everyday when he was on the internet he saw things that should'nt be. Mass media painting negative images of black people and black people not paying attention to anything unless the white man said it was okay.
There were white people in the movement there had to be that was just a fact.
The movement was really not about color it was about creating an equal playing field for everyone.
All these things raced through his mind in a flash of a second as he grabs the rifle and begins to give orders to the men surrounding him.
There are 10 of them and two of them carry grenade launchers as well as rifles. These are hardened men and they are so faithful to the movement that at the beginning many of them had to walk away from what would have been considered good lives in the society of the 1%.
He divides them into groups of 2 and he and one of the brothers whose name is Flenardo are the last team. They met on the internet what feels like eons ago.
All of the rifles have armour piercing rounds and all of the men are crack shots. Red knows that there are other teams in place around the radius of this cordoned area.
He also has a few tricks of his own and he uses one of them now.
" Big Ed"
"Yeah Red?"
Get on the radio and tell Keone to get his men ready to go into the drains. If thats how they got in we ain't gonna let em out that way.
I want all the teams that I divided you into to split up and get at the corners of that building that building and that building right there he says as he points to the buildings.
We are gonna give these motherfuckers something to think about.
As soon as the men leave he moves to the corner of the building and peeks out. A bullet hits the bricks above his head and as the particles fall onto the helmet on his head he pulls back and says 'We got to see the motherfuckers."
He looks up at the sun and  notices that it is starting to go down. There will only be about 15 minutes before dusk and he wants to make it work for him.
He crouches on his knee and lights a blunt and takes a pull and look around at the destruction. Amazing that all of this started on the internet and now the internet is gone.
He passes the blunt to Flenardo and they just smoke and wait for everyone to get into place.
Within 10 minutes he starts to get the calls confirming the positioning of all his teams and he puts his plan into motion.
" Allright we are about to light this motherfucker up. I want everyone to designate a member to watch the windows and make note of any flashes that they see."
"We will begin to fire in 4 minutes on my mark."
It's amazing how many things can go through your mind in 4 minutes and for Red it is no exeption.
He thinks about his grandfather and his father and how they had to struggle all their lives and still did'nt have a damn thing to leave behind.
He thinks about his children and grandchildren and what kind of world he will be leaving them.
The time comes and he gives the order and the sound of a whole lot of fire power starts to rock the air.
He sticks his head around the building and sees flashes coming from the building. Some of it is fire from the tracer rounds but he sees the flashes of the enemies guns as well.
After about a minute and a half of this he calls a cease fire and gets on the radio.
"Allright I need all the members of my team to come back to where I am and I need some of the other units from the rear to take their places. I also need some men with rocket launchers to send about 10 missles into these son of a bitches faces."
As soon as the men arrive he gets them ready for insertion and gives the order to fire. The night begins to light up as the put on their night goggles and move out   while trying to remain close as possible to the buildings.

TUNE IN MONDAY FOR ANOTHER EXCITING INSTALLMENT OF "ITS GOIN DOWN"

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ITS GOIN DOWN part 1

[ITS GOIN DOWN!!!] part 1
THE SOUNDTRACK...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL4CF0CE1D57B03314

"Man fuck this shit."
Smokey Red as he was called was walking around the table talking to the men and women who stood in the darkened room where the only light came from a bulb that was powered by a battery.
On the table in front of him was a diagram of the city he was in.
"Okay we have effectively shut this motherfucker down my brothers and sisters. They have canceled all cell phone service and internet access so noe we got to resort to the old ways and just do this thang. We do have old C.Bs, walkie talkies and shortwave radio and the movement seems to be spreading to other cities in Amerikkka and abroad. The downtrodden shall be downtrodden no more."
The people in the room erupt at this and began to congratulate each other and cheer until Smokey Red spoke again.
"Okay thats enough of that. Shalonda and Velv have you been keeping up with the supplies for  the masses? We dont want innocent men, women and children to starve to death out there."
At this Shalonda and Velv step forward and begin to lay out what is happining on the street and Smokey Red listens yet his mind is moving at a much faster pace and he also is drawing up more plans and thinking of the fact that they will have to stay on the move...stay ahead of the government.
All of a sudden one of the brothers, a foot soldier bursts through the door and everyone pauses and reaches for a weapon before he is stopped by one of the inner guards.
Smokey Red waves him through. This man had to come through many layers of guards before he reached here and his message must be urgent for him to have made it this far.
He immediately walks to where Smokey is standing and begiins to tell him that one of the buildings about 3 blocks away has been occupied by government snipers and that they are shooting random people from its windows. No one seems to know how many of them there are and the only way that they could have gotten into the building is from below...through the sewers.
Smoked Red contemplates this for a minute before he grabs his Desert Eagle and walks to the door. He is immediatly surrounded by his people and they tell him that as their leader he should not go to the battlefield...that he is to important. He looks at them and says "I have been on this battlefield my whole life and I have not died yet so if I die today it was meant to happen."
On the way down he uses his two way radio to place a call.
"Big Ed."
"Yeah Red."
"Big Ed you ready?
"Yeah Red. We locked and loaded and ready to roll and rock."
"Good cause I am on my way down." He reaches the bottom of the stairs and walks out of the door into the sunlight and none of the guards stop him, his name precedes him. He walks over to the side door of the storefront next door and enters This storefront is actually a warehouse and it is rather large and inside there are about 50 men standing ready. Most of these men are former soldiers and a few of them come from the F.O.I. and various other aspects of the movement. Rastas and a few brothers from Africa.
They have been honed into an extremely effective military unit and they have been tested and proven.
As soon as he enters they all load onto trucks and fourwheelers and motercycles and Red climbs into the armoured vehicle in which Big Ed sits with three other soldiers and starts to talk over the mic and his voice echoes into the warehouse.
All right fellas its go time. He gives orders as to where each unit should go. They will take various routes which will put them into close proximity of the building which is being occupied.
The shield which covers the storefront is raised and they all proceed onto the street and start to split up and Red settles back and thinks of a plan.
After about 15 minutes they reach the area of the building and depart from the vehicle.
Red was in the army once and he knows that this thing is going to have to be done on foot.
They reach the area of the building and he sees bodies in the streets...an old man...a woman whose skirt rides up around her waist showing her privates. She wore no panties.
One of the brothers moves to cover her up and his brains erupt from his head as a bullet seems to come from nowhere. There is no sound of a gunshot.
Red immediately signals for the men with him to stay against the wall and on of them hands him a semi automatic rifle.

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SOUL SEARCHING

[SOUL SEARCHING]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS STORY...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL5790312FD1597C58

b-ismi-llāhi r-raḥmāni r-raḥīmi
Everyday the man would awake and make salat, after that he would go to his room and collect the things that he needed and leave the room.He was always careful not to make to much noise because his cellmate slept late every day.
He liked the morning because it was quiet and because he could watch the news before all the other inmates got up and began to make noise. There were not many muslim inmates and he did not like to fool with the christian inmates that much.
So many of them engaged in frivolous activity...gambling and talking bout dumb shit that he steered clear of them.
The guards pretty much left him alone because he kept the other muslim inmates in line and because he had filed so many lawsuits that he pretty much got what he wanted within reason. There were some guards who were mostly christian ministers and deacons who tried to make his life hard but he expected that. 
Classic house nigger shit.
As he sat at the table and began to study the case that the state had against him he woud look up from time to time to check his surroundings. He had been having problems with the christians lately...the chaplain at the jail was putting negative propaganda into the population about muslims and it was causing problems.
When he was younger he had learned a lot about war and the strategies of war and he overstood the need to have allies in every camp and some of the christian inmates were not proud of what the chaplain was doing and would show him the pamplets that they received that said that muslims worshipped the sun...moon gods and satan.
In response to these lies he had started a muslim, christian dialouge and it seemed to be working in some aspects yet there were still christian inmates who were not swayed and would try to attack him so he had to be careful.
After awhile another muslim inmate came out of his room and they began to build together...you know... teach each other more knowledge, study.
He had been elected iman and he took this duty very seriously. These men would base their spirituality in the way that he taught them and he was careful to never let his personal feelings come into the way that he dropped islam on them.
His teaching of the deen.
As he and his akhi [brother] were studying he noticed a young brother sitting at a table with a bible. The brother had come in a few days ago and was always the first one in the room where they held church and he was always the last to leave.
After awhile he kind of forgot about the brother until he looked up and saw him walking towards him and he closed his quran and stood up to meet him...to face whatever this brother was about to say.
Nothing could have prepared him for what came next.
As the brother came closer he noticed that his eyes were red as if he had been crying and what happened next really shook him.
The brother began to cry and his sobs tore through his body as he asked if he could have a minute of the mans time.
He said yes and sat down as the brother began to speak through his tears and he started to tell his tale.
The young brother was a singer and he had been in the church all his life, yet he had always felt that there was something missing and he wanted to know more about islam.
As he began to talk the brother seemed to calm down and a couple of times he stopped the man to ask questions...to say that it felt as if things were beginning to click into place.
After they had talked for awhile more inmates began to come out of there rooms and a few of them went and got the brother who was the jailhouse preacher out of his room and stood in the corner talking.
After a moment of this the brother who was the preacher walked over to the table where the muslims were and they stood up to meet them. The peacher walked over and began to ask the young man what he was doing? why was he talking to these people?
The young brother told them that he was searching and the preacher told him that the only place that he needed to search was the bible...to ask god and god would show him.
The young brother said that he had done this his whole life and that he still felt incomplete and that he was just trying to learn.
The preacher told him that all he would gain from the muslims was hell and the brother told him that all he saw every day was christians who gambled and kept up mess all the time and that the muslims were always studying and stayed away from all the bullshit that was happening in the wing.
The preacher turned and walked away in anger.
The young brother then said that he wanted to be a muslim and the man told him that there were things that he had to do first.
He told the brother to keep coming to the table and that they would give him the keys. The brother continued to come by and learn and after about a week he was givin his kalima shahada.
The first time the he called the adhan every muslim in the ummat cried it was so beautiful.



ARABIC WORDS...
b-ismi-llāhi r-raḥmāni r-raḥīmi "In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful"
SALAT...PRAYER
ADHAN...CALL TO PRAYER
DEEN...FAITH
UMMAT...COMMUNITY
KALIMA SHAHADA...DECLARATION OF FAITH.

MOURNING THE MORNING

[MOURNING THE MORNING] WORD TOPIC CHOSEN BY HAMDIYYA DAVIS...THE WORD WAS MOURNING
THE MUSIC...YOU BETTA LISTEN IF YOU WANT THE WHOLE EXPERIENCE...
http://youtu.be/1lvC8b1_2bI

These mornings where the sun rises are so filled with mourning as darkness presses at the light.
These mournings have swallowed whole so many expectations and aspirations as dreams have been destroyed.
Lives that have been lived in abject poverty and stark reality as these days have become mired in so much pain.
For am I not my brothers keeper...my sisters protector?
As the children seem to be steered futher and futher away from the greatness of our true history.
Led away by the pied piper to drown in the waters of ignorance and indifference.
Blond hair and pork chops.
As babies die of hunger and politicians eat hundred dollar plates of food and throw whole meals into the trash.
As brothers in the club sit in VIP seats and drink away thousands of dollars while getting lap dances and blowjobs.
Things that have grown so entwined that the dividing line is transparent.
People falling into the domain of shaitan while aspiring to walk in the gardens of allah.
Led astray by the ones who are supposedly put in place to lead.
Men and women of god who have subscribed to the teachings of the beast.
Graven images and false knowledge.
While these mornings have become so full of mourning

OH MY QUEENS

[OH MY QUEENS]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/yqUYj7f6ssg

Beauty so legendary that no tale is complete without a glimpse into the curves of your space from whence we all arise.
Dust and water molded into the most perfect vision of femininity on this whole planet.
Seen?
These lives that have erupted from the fields of flowers that are the carriers of these mens seed.
The roots of our originality as we seem to be drifting into obscurity.
Where once we walked the path of togetherness.
We now roam in chaos as men aspire to be queens...queens to be kings.
So much confusion as the voices of empresses cry out in unison.
Echoing into the void.
A memory that drifts away on the winds of deciet.
As all we once were is rearranged and erased.
The end product of slavery.
As your beauty is forgotten so shall we fall and fail to materialize.
In these last days.
Oh my ebony queens.
Oh my...