Protest 100: Jello Biafra & The Guantanamo School of Medicine – ‘Taliban USA’

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Artist:          Jello Biafra & The Guantanamo School of Medicine

Song:           Taliban USA

Album:        Tea Party Revenge Porn (not yet released)

Producer:     Jello Biafra

Label:          Alternative Tentacles

Year:           2020

Notes:
Released last month (guy always had a good senses of timing), the first new music from Jello Biafra in 7 years is a ripper! Do you know what the current regime thinks of you? Jello does.

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
Overt displays of might, though efficient, just proved the argument of those on the outside looking in; in addition to being disenfranchised, they were oppressed.

Lyrics
[1ust watch the video]

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‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Consolidated – ‘Friendly Fascism’

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Artist:          Consolidated

Song:           Friendly Facism

Album:        Friendly Faci$m

Producer:     Consolidated

Label:          Nettwerk

Year:           1991

Notes:
“Today’s Big Government-Big Business tyrants are just as willing to use violence. But they do it more efficiently than the old-time fascists– with higher tech and lower costs to them. They have the best looks, politicians, celebrities, and control mechanisms that money can buy. Yes, their own conscience tells them that true democracy would be nice. But suppressing their conscience, they undermine the rights of the working and middle classes. Their operating principle is “Might, Money, Male, Murder– and also White–Make Right.” They wreck the environment. They fool you, rule you, use you, abuse you–and make you like it. They divide you by race, sex, class, and nationality. But they fear the power of the powerless. They’re afraid of what you could do if you get off the boob tube and drugs, out of the night clubs and cut-throat competition–and work with others for equal rights.” – Bertram Gross, ‘Friendly Fascism: The New Face of Power in America,’ 1980, M. Evans and Co., New York, NY.

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
If Amber had wanted to deal with being somebody’s girlfriend or mistress or concubine or whatever, she could have stayed up in Stillwater and kept milking those professors and doctors and stuff.

Lyrics
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the end of the
Twentieth century and the arrival of friendly fascism.
Regrettably, millions will die as before.
But just think of the tremendous selection and savings you’ll gain.
Of course, the loss of freedom and democracy are tragedies,
I know, but consider the entertainment value contained within.
And to remind you, it is you, the people,
Who have mandated this course of our fate so please come with me…

Look at the new face of power in America
This is your future
You can never leave

Who said tyranny can’t be fun?
Friendly fascism having so much fun!
What else do you need?

You’ll learn to like what you must do
If you resist you are suppressed
You are told who to fight and when
By Bush the Nazi fascist friend

Alienating technology wipes out our sense of community.
Millions will die just as before
We disconnect and start the war

We make life a commodity
We turn animals into machines

Kinder and gentler slaughterhouse

Big business and government
Distract us through entertainment

They manufacture our consent
While we destroy the environment

[Spoken: Sample Speech of L.D. Barkley 21-year-old African American spokesman for the Attica Prisoners, killed by New York state troopers on September 13, 1971]
What had happened here
Is but a sound before the fury of those who are oppressed

All of us have realized that where ever is that struggle
There is a sacrifice!

[Spoken: Sample Speech to the Attica rebels by Herbert X. Blyden,
One of the African American leaders of The Attica Brothers prison rebellion group]
We ain’t gonna quit (aren’t going to)
You wanna know why we won’t ever quit? (do you want to know)
Because we are one!
We are one unit!

We are tired of being beaten
We are tired of being oppressed

[Spoken: excerpt of a speech sample by a bearded Scientist in John Carpenter’s 1988 movie They Live]
The poor and the underclass are growing
Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent
They have created a repressive society
And we are their unwitting accomplices

Their attention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness
We have been pulled into a trance
They have made us indifferent to ourselves, to others
We are focused only on our own gain

Please understand they are safe as long as they are not discovered
That is their primary method of survival

To keep us asleep, to keep us selfish, to keep us sedated

Look at the new face of power in America.
This is your future
You can never leave

Who said tyranny can’t be fun?
Friendly fascism having so much fun!
What else do you need?

[Spoken: excerpt of a speech by a Politician also from the movie They Live]
The feeling is definitely there
It’s a new morning in America
Fresh!
Vital!
The old cynicism is gone

We have faith in our leaders!
We are optimistic about what becomes of it all!

It really boils down to our ability to accept
We don’t need pessimism

There are no limits!

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‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Luke Juarez – ‘Mind Control’

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Artist:          Luke Juarez

Song:           Mind Control

Album:        n/a

Producer:    Lucas Juarez

Label:          n/a

Year:           2020

Notes:
Business Machines’ frontman Lucas Juarez hasn’t been laying idle since the band’s late-2019 reunion. COVID-19 tore a hole right through further rock n’ roll domination, so instead he’s expressing his disaffection with the current state-of-affairs through an EDM prism. ‘Mind Control’ would have fit right in with the ‘80’s greats, but at the same time it urges us to rise above our collective  past by forsaking the old norms once and for all. Here’s hoping an extended remix lands soon!

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“Bradley’s mind drifted. He had long ago given up on redemption.”

Lyrics
The lights are on
The (Republican) party’s over
The mask is off
But no one knows it
Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!!

We’re being led through the wilderness
By the light of a fucking gas lamp
With a huff and a puff
Down comes your house of cards

Wolves in sheep’s clothing
Wearing nothing at all
There’s nothing to see here
Nothing at all
If you don’t want to die don’t get involved!!!

Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! Mind KKKontrol!!!

Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! (Right now!)
They’re fucking with you!
Mind KKKONTROL!!

…now
if I were to come to yer house and tell you
“Don’t go outta your house
‘cuz there’s a man out there
with a machine gun
that’s gonna blow you away.”
Now, whether I’m telling you the truth or not
is immaterial
What really means something
is if you believe me
And if you believe me
then you act upon what I say
And I control you

It’s 2020! Not 1984!
It’s high time
We shut and lock the fucking door
On the old ways
We were born into
It’s not our choice
It’s not what we believe

The Nazis lost.
You’ll lose again
It’s time to draw your line in the sand.
I was blind but now I can see
All the ways you been fucking me!

Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! Mind KKKontrol!!!

Right now!! (Right now!)
Right now!! (Right now!)
They’re fucking with you!
Mind KKKONTROL!!

—

‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Rage Against The Machine – ‘Vietnow’

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Artist:          Rage Against The Machine

Song:           Vietnow

Album:        Evil Empire

Producer:    Brendan O’Brien

Label:          Epic

Year:           1996

Notes:
Want to get scared? Put your radio on the AM and start surfing. Back when there were ownership limits, changing the frequency could change the sound. But now it’s all talk, all the time. And the talk is peddling fear. And the fear is sponsored by those selling the solution. Rights? Yeah, right. Not even over your own body. Throw you in a cage while burning a cross out front. Don’t forget Rodney King. Or Ollie North.

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“The average male would be able to get into his TV set, to live the dream rather than just watching it.”

Lyrics
Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour’s my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Merge on tha networks, slangin’ nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang, let ’em hang
While tha paraniod try ta stuff tha void
Let’s capture this AM mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha Lord
Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord
Shock around tha clock, from noon ’til noon
Men grabbin’ they mics, and stuff ’em into tha womb
Terror’s tha product ya push
Well I’m a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressed and blessed by tha Lord
Tha same devil that ran around Managua wit a sword
Check out tha new style that Ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Tha program of Vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound

Turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on the radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on the radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour’s my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Flex tha cerebellum, fire, uh!
Somebody gotta shell ’em
These evil angels lists, hittin’ tha AM playlist
Paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmissions wippin’ our backs
Yeah, comin’ down like bats from Stacy Coon
Terror’s tha product ya push
Well I’m a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound
Ta shut down tha devil sound
Shut down tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Shut down tha devil sound

Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?
Is all tha world jails and churches?

Radio, nah fuck it, turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, turn it off
Turn it off, turn on tha radio, nah fuck it turn it off
Fear is your only god on tha radio
Nah fuck it, your saviour’s my guillotine, crosses and kerosene

Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god
Fear is your, fear is your, fear is your only god

—

‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Dead Kennedys – ‘Riot’

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Artist:          Dead Kennedys

Song:           Riot

Album:        Plastic Surgery Disasters

Producer:    Thom Wilson & East Bay Ray

Label:          Alternative Tentacles

Year:           1982

Notes:
Dead Kennedys make one thing clear on their second album, ‘Plastic Surgery Disasters’: rich people and the government both suck. Jello and Co. do a great job with ‘Riot’ of building the tension and letting it linger. The adrenaline, the self-destructiveness, the state acting with impunity…it’s almost like you’re there!

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“Anyone inside the machine who might have opposed such measures was branded unpatriotic and drummed out at the next opportunity.”

Lyrics
Rioting, the unbeatable high
Adrenalin shoots your nerves to the sky
Everyone knows this town is gonna blow
And it’s all
Gonna blow right now

Now you can smash all the windows that you want
All you really need are some friends and a rock
Throwing a brick never felt so damn good
Smash more glass
Scream with a laugh
And wallow with the crowds, watch them kicking peoples’ ass

But you get to the place
Where the real slave-drivers live
It’s walled off by the riot squad aiming guns right at your head
So you turn right around
And play right into their hands
And set your own neighborhood
Burning to the ground instead

Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Riot, the unbeatable high
Riot, shoots your nerves to the sky
Riot, playing right into their hands
Tomorrow you’re homeless, tonight it’s a blast

Get your kicks in quick
They’re callin’ the National Guard
Now could be your only chance to torch a police car
Climb the roof, kick the siren in and jump and yelp for joy
Quickly, dive back in the crowd, slip away, now don’t get caught

Let’s loot the spiffy hi-fi store, grab as much as you can hold
Pray your full arms don’t fall off, here comes the owner with a gun

Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Riot, the unbeatable high
Riot, shoots your nerves to the sky
Riot, playing right into their hands
Tomorrow you’re homeless, tonight it’s a blast

Yee-ah!
Yee-ah!
Yee-ah!
Yee-ah!
Yee-ah!
Shit!

The barricades spring up from nowhere
Cops in helmets line the lines
Shotguns prod into your bellies
The trigger fingers want an excuse
Now!

The raging mob has lost its nerve
There’s more of us but who goes first?
No one dares to cross the line
The cops know that they’ve won

It’s all over but not quite, the pigs have just begun to fight
They club your heads, kick your teeth
Police can riot all that they please

Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha, yeah!
Riot, the unbeatable high
Riot, shoots your nerves to the sky
Riot, playing right into their hands
Tomorrow you’re homeless, tonight it’s a blast

Riot, the unbeatable high
Riot, shoots your nerves to the sky
Riot, playing right into their hands

Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast
Tomorrow you’re homeless
Tonight it’s a blast

—

‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Black Flag – ‘Rise Above’

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Artist:          Black Flag

Song:           Rise Above

Album:        Damaged

Producer:    Spot

Label:          SST

Year:           1981

Notes:
Know that it doesn’t have to be how it is. Get incensed. Rise above.

The first track on the band’s first album, it reprised this role in 2002 as the lead-off titular track to ‘Rise Above: 24 Black Flag Songs to Benefit the West Memphis Three.’ Recorded by the Rollins Band the tribute album featured rotating guest vocalists including Chuck D, Iggy Pop, Dean Ween, Mike Patton, Corey Taylor, Lemmy, Tom Araya, Ryan Adams and lots of others.

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“Household’s next words, much to his surprise and contentment, came naturally.”

Lyrics:
Jealous cowards try to control
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
They distort what we say
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
Try and stop what we do
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
When they can’t do it themselves
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it’s no use

Society’s arms of control
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
Think they’re smart, can’t think for themselves
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
Laugh at us behind our backs
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
I find satisfaction in what they lack
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, but it’s no use

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, but it’s no use

We’re born with a chance
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
We are born with a chance
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above
And I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we’re gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it’s no use
Rise above
Rise above
Rise above
We’re gonna rise above
We’re gonna rise above
We’re gonna rise above

‘…West Memphis Three’ version

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‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

 

 

Protest 100: The Temptations – ‘Ball Of Confusion’

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Artist:          The Temptations

Song:           Ball Of Confusion (That’s What The World Is Today)

Album:        Greatest Hits II

Producer:    Norman Whitfield

Label:          Motown

Year:           1970

Notes:

When the band played on in 1970 it addressed the Vietnam War, segregation, white flight, drug abuse, crooked politicians, and a multitude of other topics. Not much has changed, but it makes clear one of the starkest dichotomies between then and now. Then it seemed normal for the people to question their government. Now…it’s not gonna work out as well if you don’t get out and vote. I don’t give a fuck if you never voted before and never do again. Now’s the time.

[alternate recording at the bottom]

Lyrics:

One, two
One, two, three, four

People moving out, people moving in
Why? Because of the color of their skin
Run, run, run but you sure can’t hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I’ll set you free
Rap on, brother, rap on

Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the preacher
And it seems nobody’s interested in learning but the teacher
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to my nation

Ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey

The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summer time
And oh, the beat goes on

Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
And the band played on

So, round and around and around we go
Where the world’s headed, said nobody knows
Oh, great Googamooga
Can’t you hear me talking to you?

Just a ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey

Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles new record’s a gas
And the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation
And the band played on

Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills, people all over the world are shouting
‘End the war’ and the band played on

Great Googamooga
Can’t you hear me talking to you?

It’s a ball of confusion
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya

Sayin’ ball of confusion
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya
Sayin’ ball of confusion

The version that introduced me to the song.
Numbers, 1985

Protest 100: Chambers Brothers – ‘Time Has Come Today’

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Artist:          Chambers Brothers

Song:           Time Has Come Today

Album:        The Time Has Come (1967)

Producer:    David Robinson

Label:          Columbia

Year:           1966

Notes:
It’s in the title. It’s in the chorus. It’s in the ticking clock and chants of “Time!” Now is the time to act. Later might not get here otherwise.

Columbia Records boss Clive Davis forbid the band to record the song. Willie Chambers told the story in a Songfacts interview: “After we signed with Columbia Records, there was a big party with all the food and booze and all this stuff. All the important people were there and we got to meet all of the head hogs and Clive was there. He was there for a couple of hours and he says, ‘Well, I must be going, I have other appointments.’ He immediately leans back in the door, ‘Oh, by the way, that song ‘Time Has Come Today’ that you guys do, we won’t be doing that. We won’t do that kind of shit on this label.’”

[alternate recordings at the bottom]

Lyrics:

Time has come today
Young hearts can go their way
Can’t put it off another day
I don’t care what others say
They say we don’t listen anyway
Time has come today
(Hey)

Oh
The rules have changed today (Hey)
I have no place to stay (Hey)
I’m thinking about the subway (Hey)
My love has flown away (Hey)
My tears have come and gone (Hey)
Oh my Lord, I have to roam (Hey)
I have no home (Hey)
I have no home (Hey)

Now the time has come (Time)
There’s no place to run (Time)
I might get burned up by the sun (Time)
But I had my fun (Time)
I’ve been loved and put aside (Time)
I’ve been crushed by the tumbling tide (Time)
And my soul has been psychedelicized (Time)

Now the time has come (Time)
There are things to realize (Time)
Time has come today (Time)
Time has come today (Time)

Time [x11]

Oh
Now the time has come (Time)
There’s no place to run (Time)
I might get burned up by the sun (Time)
But I had my fun (Time)
I’ve been loved and put aside (Time)
I’ve been crushed by tumbling tide (Time)
And my soul has been psychedelicized (Time)

Now the time has come (Time)
There are things to realize (Time)
Time has come today (Time)
Time has come today (Time)

Time [x4]
Yeah

Original version

Album version

 

The version that introduced me to the song

Protest 100: Run The Jewels – ‘Ju$t’

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Artist:          Run The Jewels

Song:           Ju$t

Album:        RTJ4

Producer:    El-P

Label:          Jewel Runners

Year:           2020

Notes:
Killer Mike crushes the words ‘real deal.’ He and El-P are Run The Jewels. Together they’ve been talking about what’s happening way before it even started. On ‘Ju$t’ the Atlanta/New York duo (with guests Pharrell Williams and Zach de la Rocha) takes direct aim at their country’s troubled racial history. El-P started working on ‘RTJ4’ in late 2018 and originally had a June 5, 2020, digital release scheduled. RTJ moved it up a couple of days though as protests broke out across the country in the wake of the murders of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Ahmaud Arbery, a process best explained themselves:

“Fuck it, why wait. The world is infested with bullshit so here’s something raw to listen to while you deal with it all. We hope it brings you some joy. Stay safe and hopeful out there and thank you for giving 2 friends the chance to be heard and do what they love. With sincere love and gratitude, Jaime + Mike” (Instagram)

[PS: Killer Mike is a metal head.]

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“We got some shit that needs dealing with. Now!”

Lyrics:
Mastered economics ’cause you took yourself from squalor (slave)
Mastered academics ’cause your grades say you a scholar (slave)
Mastered Instagram ’cause you can instigate a follow (shit)
Look at all these slave masters posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it, yeah)

Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it)
Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters

Ay
Business time, I’m on mine, I be mindin’ mine (make money)
Every time on my grind, I’m just tryna shine (stay sunny)
Make a dollar, government, they want a dozen dimes (no cap)
The petty kind, might kill ya ’cause they see you shine (stay strapped)
I done had to have a talk with myself many times (for real)
Am I a hypocrite ’cause I know I did plenty crimes? (yes, I’m ill)
I get broke too many times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin’)
You believe corporations runnin’ marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country gettin’ ran by a casino owner (ooh)
Pedophiles sponsor all these fuckin’ racist bastards (they do)
And I told you once befo’ that you should kill your master (it’s true)
Now that’s the line that’s probably gon’ get my ass assassinated (yeah-yeah, yeah)

Master of these politics, you swear that you got options (slave, yeah)
Master of opinion ’cause you vote with the white collar (slave)
The Thirteenth Amendment says that slavery’s abolished (shit)
Look at all these slave masters posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it)

Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it)
Look at all these slave masters (ay)
Posin’ on yo’ dollar (get it, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters

Man, you better duck out, get the bag and then bug out (uh)
Try to run home, you might run your luck out
‘Cause just when your bases loaded
They’ll roll a grenade in the dugout (you’re out)
Earth folk, not a mellow bunch
We got our thumbs in the air like hell or bust (uh)
Look at who we done blessed with our trust
I don’t think we’ll be left with too much
Hand on my heart and my mind on my drugs
Got a Vonnegut punch for your Atlas shrugs
They love to not love it’s just that dumb
Lord, sweet Buddha please make me numb
Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba
Just found out his creator’s stupid
Lit by the supermoon, I’m too lucid
Plus got shrooms in the blood, I’m zoomin’
Beep beep, Richie, this is New York City
The X on the map where the pain keep hitting
Just us ducks here sitting
Where murderous chokehold cops still earnin’ a livin’
Funny how some say money don’t matter
That’s rich now, isn’t it, get it? Comedy
Try to sell a pack a smokes to get food
Get killed and it’s not an anamoly
But hey, it’s just money

Mastered economics ’cause you took yourself from squalor (slave, yeah)
Mastered academics ’cause your grades say you a scholar (slave)
Mastered Instagram ’cause you can instigate a follow (shit, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters (yeah-yeah)
Let it sink in (yeah)

2020, run the map
Raw, uncut, yeah my hourglass
Don’t watch it spill to the bottom half
You see the piece, now run it fast
On the tarmac, in a starter jack
C4 when I run it back
Like a track star, run a record lap?
Nah, like when his needle catch (yeah)
Clean look, poet pugilist
A shooters view, a Zapruder flick (yeah)
Too rude for ya rudiments
Who convinced you you could move against the crew?
In this, comin’ up through the fence
Off shore outta Port-au-Prince (yeah)
Overture left his fingerprints
On our hearts at the gate and the world our residence
How can we be the peace?
When the beast gonna reach for the worst (yeah)
Tear all the flesh off the Earth
Stage set for a deafening reckoning
Quick like the pace of a verse
So I’m questioning this quest for things
As a recipe for early death threatening (yeah)
But the breath in me is weaponry
For you, it’s just money

—

‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.

Protest 100: Public Enemy – ‘State of the Union (STFU)’

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Artist:          Public Enemy

Song:           State of the Union (STFU)

Album:        State of the Union (STFU)

Producer:    DJ Premier

Label:          Enemy Records

Year:           2020

Notes:
‘Pulled together over the course of a month with producer DJ Premier, the premise of the song, a follow up to Public Enemy’s 2017 release Nothing is Quick in the Desert, is simple, D told American Songwriter. It’s an urgent call to get the president out of office—now.’

“We want to Nixon-ize this dude,” he says. “Nixon didn’t finish out his second term. This guy can just finish the one. Go on back to your casinos, your beauty pageants, and reality TV show. That’s all man.”

‘State of the Union’ started taking form while D was working with Prophets of Rage, the supergroup featuring PE’s DJ Lord, Cypress Hill’s B-Real, and Tom Morello, Brad Wilk, and Timothy Robert Commerford of Rage Against the Machine and Audioslave. When roused by the administration, he kept jotting phrases and lyrics into his notebook. Whenever he saw the acronym for SOTU, the president’s annual address, D always replaced it in his head with “STFU,” fusing the track’s persistent call out. ‘Sorry ass motherfucker. Stay away from me,’ just came from when I get into any situation, or near a person, that is toxic,” says D. “It’s easy to say, ‘stay away from me.’”’

Excerpt from ‘Unreality’  —
“If he was nearby in a state of partial dismemberment there’d be lunching sharks in the vicinity”

Lyrics:
Go, go, go, just go
Go, go, go (we have)

Whatever it takes, rid this dictator
POTUS my tail, Ass debater
Prime-time Preemo, rhyme-time crime
Like no other in this lifetime
White house killer, dead in lifelines
Vote this joke out, or die tryin’
Unprecedented, demented, many president’d
Nazi Gestapo dictator defended
It’s not what you think, it’s what you follow
Run for them jewels, drink from that bottle
Another four years gonna gut y’all hollow
Gutted out, dried up, broke and can’t borrow

State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me

Mister, I am the law and you are not
In fact, I’m god, I got a lot
Mister these united breaks takeover come over
Orange hair, fear the comb-over
Here’s another scare, keep them hands in the air
Better not breathe, you dare not dare
Don’t say nothing, don’t think nothing
Make America great again the middle just love it
When he wanna talk, walk y’all straight to them ovens

Human beings of color, yeah we be sufferin’ (come on)

State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me

Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go

Better rock that vote or vote for hell
Real generals now, not some USFL
Not a fuckin’ game, I dare not mention his name
Operation 45, yeah it’s the same thing
Sounds like Berlin burnin’, same thing
History’s a mystery if y’all ain’t learning
End this clown show, for real a state bozo
Nazi cult 45 Gestapo

State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me

State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me
State of the Union, shut the fuck up
Sorry ass motherfucker
Stay away from me

—

‘Protest 100’s mission is two-fold: dispelling the myth that heavy metal is a brainless, socially unaware music genre, and raising awareness of the issues facing our country in the Nov. 3, 2020 election. The path won’t be exclusively metal—some punk and rap and other stuff will be in here too, including the classics—and is not a ranking. All songs are songs I’ve heard while putting this list together, ordered in a manner designed to entertain and educate.