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A Scathing Critique of Current Affairs

by Chucky BLK

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Lost. 01:48
I don’t even know what I’m trying say that’s the motto of the day in the life times strange I’m estranged from reality Blast off casually It’s actually a terrible time My stomach’s finna fall out tryna find out meaning to any or all of this shit Thinking that blunt be elixir sip sip from it slight trip hella lifted Now I’m on one Feeling all untether While the Wetware weirding Weird shit happens on the daily That’s why I’m always staying thankful Peep how ungraceful it is but still functions I don’t have the proper perspective to actually judge it or so I’m told As above so below tryna hold the highs you get the lows Gotta stay present with the flow pour water in the bowl now your the bowl Bro I’m tryna flood the temple How I be the puppet and a geppetto End times seen on the horizon pedal to the metal Yo I’m driving told to stay in lanes but now I’m swerving down the highway Background sirens Only add depth to the instrumentals that I destroy with my mental
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(Chorus 2x) Empire shakes beneath the weight of its sins look up out the window know this shit finna end too big to fail man this shit gon pop play the key of life with a hammer and glock (Chucky) Since 93 i’ve survived three apocalypse Global warning pending so i opted in to talking shit Black man rapping is my politics Art making negro is the opposite of white politicians Wolf in sheep’s clothing or the isms cause of your anxiety’s decisions freedoms all good until you get it now you gotta reason your existence bottling too much will make you end it 40 years from now you’re looking down upon your Uncalloused hands asking what’ve really done there I go projecting hit the course correction never sweat it Never let the fear fuck up the present past tense niggas in a prison I be like when light hit he prism darkside rhyming right now is what you getting Fuck the pigs and the police me, I abide by the laws of physics only until I leave my body on some sick shit zeitgeist dies to diction rhyme scheme the E=mc2 if you listen driving to fast you might miss it Driving to fast you might (Chorus) (Eldon) While he grasped at the mirage of his muscles’ own immediacy he made no real progress along the road to real regency what they call a lull i call leniency Pussyfooting purveyors of tricknology encode their own indecency Believe themselves to be warriors and that they’re not Simply just another scratch upon the granite block i ran the gamut hot, bare footed and unwashed Traded talent for rock and slang stone at Goliath’s lot Traded rock for a don cannon and began banging out on the block Ran up on their city hall and planted the tick tock Guido Fawkes on the tongue all parliaments fi get stung she said slow down sweet chariot i too buss my gun I said hop inside lets give revolution a ride insurrection is love spelled backwards and I am weary of love denied They say history don’t repeat itself but it does rhyme With that in mind consider i and i soothsayers of the times the black Sublime
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pigs really got a nigga pissed off killed Fred Hampton in the middle of his sleep with a pistol cover up was closer to an insult Wife in the room saw it crystal clear with the baby on the front money aint the problem let the cointel pro bet the oink smell fishy like its king at the hotel X in a ballroom bland in the back of a squad car Are you even really hip to the game offer psychosis run deep in the land of the free can’t speak of the sins cause it’s dreaming of blood It’s nightmare for me either sink or you swim and cross that I bear Transforms from the end of the whip to the barrel of the gun America is fun house Look what a mirror does To confront you Look what a mirror does (Chorus 2x) Every coin has a dark side Yo it’s heads or it’s tail Look around we in hell Look around we in hell Look around we in hell Ya (Ukeme's Verse)
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y’all listen to the artist hardly hate a challenge rather be targeted market bargain your soul over clickbait but who am I to judge I bought some sandals off an instagram ad and was hella glad upon their eventual arrival I guess I’m the hypocrite you know, calling out the imaginary y’all I’m honing in on my own shit soooooo that’s interesting back to the thing I was saying before white folks really tryna burn this shit down through global warming, a race war or the toddler like meltdowns tantrums are different when you’re pouting with an AR soooooo idk whether to load the clip or open the notes documents Rich man says fuck it you’ve triggered my trap card called apocalypse at a pace slow enough you won’t even notice us and then laughs maniacally neoliberals driving the wage slave society regular liberal bask in their piety Never lifting a finger or batting an eye I be that NPR Niggas pissed right now lemme chill I know that scares y’all A black man with complex emotions is called a paradox Super predator with alotta sentience steady Rhyming sentences universe is infinite so whereever I stand that’s where the center is sooooooo This is a scathing critique of current affairs This is a scathing critique of current affairs This is a scathing critique of……. I think we all have some trauma to shake won’t listen to me listen to your body for god’s sake or At least Drink some fucking water Speak of water flint’s ain’t clean yet demons of industry steady fiending on the backs of non Europeans but we ain’t ready to breach those consequences is we thinking of all the ways you got me fuck up leaves me dizzy americas drinking it’s self in to a tizzy and it’s all fun and games till somebody fucking die White folks projecting their shadows upon my kinfolk staying woke taste like blood too often waking up gotta to facing dread too often body stay tense cause i got hold all of them can’t watch another baby fade in 1080 where in america is not hades where in america is not hades where in amerikkka is not hades where can I exist without being splayed open
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HEAT RISE 02:58
y’all got the nerve to imprison the man voltaire/ my phil/osophy naughty like samson with all that hair// how dare you try and touch it if your complexion is pale/ horse men/ is on your breath i can smell the rot and its stench/ this conversation is a dissent into madness/ malcontents are getting back handed / by the black boy mage bandit/ gotta whole 16 for steve bannon/ I aint talking about a verse the lead I push will put him in a hearse/ got the same amount of mercy you would give and an unarmed me/ and aint that justice for all this history/ got our rhetoric changing call it karma driving head long into 5th dimensional court/ cow are the silent jury in the trial of mankind/ tell the swine the drown themselves in the thinnest blue line say fuck a rhyme scheme im redirecting your weaponized misconceptions fuck an american dream im goin in it inception/ burn it all like how your ancestors did crosses/ this is just another fucked up childhood drawing/ and the therapist is like ughhh Why are you so angry charles there aint shit to prove Why are you so angry charles there aint shit to prove Violence erupts it’s Vesuvius/ talking about peace in the hour of chaos its ain’t movin us/ it’s an honor to be obstinate anything else would be completely ludicrous/ pass the black steel or get the movin kid/ who’s the coward when the shots are fired in the moonlight/ to creep like me you gotta know how to move right/ silence is a better ally than most of yall/ so i don’t trust the way you steppin you need blood to prove your message/ call the geist to vouch your story/ cause in theses time/ moderates conquered the zeitgeist/ speaking of spirits I’m actively hearing em deep in the nighttime/ voices be angry i can’t say i blame’em Can’t say I blame them this be a muse maybe Bottom of my spirit i can feel the heat rise trauma leaves the body as i walk through that fire
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Artist be unwitting mouthpiece to the psychic secrets of the times Y’all peaked in high school I peaked passed eden, Sun was sweetest noble heathen conceding himself to hunger belly dancing forbidden fruit embraced when feeling famished what stays too long serves 2 families but fret not benevolence is the cornerstone of my manifesto loaves and fishes turned infinite, presto break bread with homies who all walking like poetry swagger is essence Goal is stay ever present nikes on my feet will keep me endless how i love this iteration of self I shake the hatred then fill the room with all the things that i’ve built Blood was spilt but it was all holy Hallowed ground only One must always Tinker often And tarry less The world breaming suck the nectar off it Live to ingest Every millisecond filled with a wonder it takes patient see My girlfriend actively be weeping at the beauty leaves I wept once then fell from the greatest height rap is currently my version of climbing unbinding self from the primal to find the sublime when life gives me lemons it’s all fine and dandywine I delight in imperfections reality is thin ice and I’m trashing at the surface Horrors of the night will bring me purposed past life inertia drives me deeper Lead to gold then gold to aether never slow your roll for things beneath you devils want you at there eye levels only give the time enough to say that I acknowledge you then bye devil shadow fully integrated Imma a wisdom based mage tryna find home through tomes and page linage be all black sages and clerics and builder soothsayers and healers sun dancers hand holders and veil piercer naysayers never near us weak niggas also born to fear us god bless this double helix I wanna work to make this slumber worth it I rather go for whole than go for perfect breaking depth while other skim the surface tryna write a verse say farewell to all the earthing I’m gone One must always Tinker often And tarry less The world breaming suck the nectar off it Live to ingest Every millisecond filled with a wonder
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The first act of freedom is to choose it/ sudden stop of chakra/ gonna break illusions/ fear is what you use Im moving opposite of anything apocalyptic/ a pot to piss in and pile of paper/ got me populating/ different realms for consciousness/ I plot the graves of any opposition/ so Alexander get the fuck up out my sunshine/ tryna stay basking in the wonder/ dragon and it scales are torn asunder/ thou shalt forever have the hunger/ fire belly rapper did a number assumptions place upon him/ void only pumpin out armor/ no weapon formed gon harm’em I’mma shake the dust leave untarnished Imma slap a mogg with the Hamon/ launch it past its egos’s own performance/ the chaos spawners are get settled/ colonizer’s scalps i got several/ they could never sever my connection to present For skills of survival I’m looking inwardly Desert of authentic industries Not where the niggas be We livin real life Why you Steadily pedaling me your compass Your moral got expensives Fly to the caress the way we buzzin Pestilence and plague way y’all bumpin up the new raps wrestle with my word get cut like new jack old world cartographer of treasure is the rabstract boom bap who is that, peeking in my window blouw History is made in the now Running out of ink marking the maps with blood debt unpaid fire not a flood Rest to jimmy End time nigh possibilities are endless to better shit better yet better take your time to pay your penance to my rap or please Plead the fifth and get the fuck up off my back and out them penny run up to you favorite non prophet with the semi I ain’t jesus christ but got the fishes by the plenty aint the son of god but the pen’ll cast the demon to pigs and send them off

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Austin artist Chucky Blk blurs the lines between Hip Hop and Spoken Word to tackle tough topics in his hard-hitting album “A Scathing Critique of Current Affairs”. Being the son of a pastor, it makes sense that he's turned stage to pulpit and speaks verses of truths. Slated to release on Friday 10/30, the album takes a second glance at the discriminatory concept that is the American Dream. Chucky finds unique ways to use his purpose and artistic gifts during these unprecedented times looking around him in a reevaluation of what the American Dream really looks like for a Black person.

“I don't know that black people are ever fully integrated into the American Dream (dream in the most literal sense). Irish, Italian, White Latinx, etc. can all be integrated into whiteness, but black is and always will be the antithesis to it.” -Chucky Blk

If 2020 has proven anything, it’s that racism in America is far from over. Because of this we’re left to wonder how black people feel that they fit into this unfair and unjust system that is neatly packaged and sold to us as quote unquote “American Dream”.

A collaboration between DJ/Producer Shungu and UK based rapper and musician Eldon, the first single “Empire Shakes” releases a dark and ominous animated video directed by Vxashara. The video features a haunting puppet show that begins with what appears to be a sinking Mayflower and/or sunken slave ship as the grim reaper rides his horse into the city. Perfectly aligned with Chucky’s lyrics “Since 93 i’ve survived three apocalypse, Global warming pending so i opted into talking shit” you see the city become engulfed in flames as the grim reaper watches it burn. We’re then brought to a new scene to represent police brutality; the twist appears when those that were killed come back to haunt the cop as they seek revenge. As we see the image of Uncle Sam drop from the ceiling, you can feel the ins and outs of the ways in which Chucky’s existential dread fueled his creativity by applying abstract visuals to very real events. The grim reaper is then met with an Egyptian God, Anubis, who holds the scales of balance meant as symbolism. The end is left up to interpretation. Could we witness an alien abduction this year? The video for “Empire Shakes” reminds us that nothing would really surprise us at this point.

The follow up single, "(thisishell)", is a more direct address of the police brutality Black Americans have experienced this year. Featuring long time collaborator Ukeme, the pair muse on the observation that surely we are in Hell - the veil for the purpose of the police system has vanished with its true roots as slave catchers and its "dreams of blood" on display leaving anyone complicit in upholding this system with, "Look what a mirror does to confront you."

The remainder of the album is an unpresumptuous picture of life as it is now hitting the breadth and intensity of emotions Chucky has experienced as a Black man in America in 2020 - the breaking of illusion of security (which does not exist within nature), being at the pinnacle of technology and still being brought to our knees by old enemies (germs, racism, unemployment). A powerful piece of art, its timely release amidst the presidential elections only amplifies its message.

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released October 30, 2020

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