Saul Williams - "Amethyst Rocks"

  • Aired:  05/01/14
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Musician and slam poet Saul Williams delivers a performance of "Amethyst Rocks" from his book "The Dead Emcee Scrolls." (3:22)

>> Stephen: AND NOW ONE OFTHE STARS OF HOLLER IF YA

HEAR ME, HERE TO PERFORM APOEM FROM THE DEAD EMCEE

SCROLLS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,SAUL WILLIAMS.

(APPLAUSE)>> I STAND ON THE CORNER OF

THE BLOCK SLINGING AMETHYSTROCKS, DRINKING 40s MOTHER

EARTH'S PRIVATE NECTAR STOCK,DODGING COPS CUZ FIVE-OH BE THE

666, AND I NEED A FIX OF THATPURPLE RAIN: TYPE OF [BLEEP]

THAT DRIVES MEMBRANES INSANE. OH YEAH I'M IN THE FAST LANE,

SNORTING CANDY YAMS THATFREE MY BODY AND SOUL AND

SEND ME LIKE SHAZAAM, NEVERQUESTION WHO I AM.

GOD KNOWS AND I KNOW GODPERSONALLY.

IN FACT HE LETS ME CALL HIM"ME." I BE ONE WITH RAIN

AND STARS AND THINGSWITH DANCING FEET AND WATERMELON

RINGS I BRING THE SUNSHINE ANDTHE MOON AND THE WIND BLOWS MY

TUNE. MEANWHILE I SPOON POWDEREDDRUMBEATS INTO PLASTIC BAGS

SELLING KILOS OF KINTAE STAG,TAKING DRAGS OFF OF COLLARDS

AND CORNBREAD FREEBASING THROUGHSAXOPHONES AND FRUITS LIKE MAD,

THE HIGH NOTES MAKE MESPACE-FLOAT, I BE EXHALING RINGS

THAT CIRCLE SATURN, LEAVING INMY VEINS IN ASTROLOGICAL

PATTERNS. YEAH I'M SERIOUS B,DOGGONE [BLEEP] PLOTTED [SHIT]

LOVELY, BUT THE FEDS IS ALSOPLOTTING ME, THEY'RE TRYING TO

IMPRISON MY ASTROLOGY, PUT MYSTARS BEHIND BARS

MY STARS AND STRIPES, USINGBLOOD-SPATTERED BANNERS AS

NATIONALIST KITES, BUT I CONTROLTHE WIND, THAT'S WHY THEY

CALL IT THE HAWK. I AM HORUS,SON OF ISIS, SON OF OSIRUS,

WORSHIPPED AS JESUS, RESURRECTEDLIKE LAZARUS, BUT YOU CAN CALL

ME LAZZY, LAZY, YEAH I'M LAZYBECAUSE I'D RATHER SIT AND BUILD

THAN WORK AND PLOW A FIELD ANDWORSHIP THE DAILY YIELD OF

CASH GREEN CROPS, YOUR EVOLUTIONSTOPPED THE EVOLUTION OF

YOUR TECHNOLOGY:

A SOCIETY OF AUTOMATIC TELLERSAND MONEY MACHINES, BUT WHAT,

MY CULTURE IS LIMA BEANS ANDTAMBOURINES, DREAMS

MANIFEST DREAMS REAL, NOTCONSISTENT WITH RATIONALE.

I DANCE FOR NO REASON, FORREASON YOU CAN'T DANCE.

CALL ME AN ACTIVIST OFINTELLECTUALIZED CIRCUMSTANCE

YOU CAN'T LEARN MY STEPS UNTILYOU UNLEARN YOUR THOUGHTS.

SPIRIT, SOUL CAN BESTORE-BOUGHT, [BLEEP] THOUGHT

LEADS TO NAUGHT, SIMPLY LEADS TOYOU TRYING TO FIGURE ME OUT

YOUR INTELLECT'S DISFIGURINGYOUR SOUL, YOUR BEING'S NOT

WHOLE CHECK YOUR FLAGPOLE, STARSAND STRIPES, YOUR ASTROLOGY'S

IMPRISONED BY YOUR CONCEPT OFWHITE, OF SELF

WHAT'S YOUR PLAN FOR SPIRITUALHEALTH? CALLING REALITY UNREAL

YOUR LINE OF THOUGHT IS TANGLED,THE STAR SPANGLED GOT YOUR SOUL

MANGLED YOUR BEING'S ANGLED,FORBIDDING YOU TO BE REAL ANDFEEL

YOU CAN'T FIND TRUTH WITH AN AXEOR A DRILL IN A WHITE HOUSE ON A

HILL OR IN FACTORIES OR PLANTSMADE OF STEEL. STEALING US WAS

SMARTEST THING YOU EVER DID, TOOBAD YOU DON'T TEACH TRUTH TO

YOUR KIDS. MY INFLUENCE ON USERREFLECTION YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK

IN YOUR MINSTREL MIRROR AND TALKABOUT YOUR CULTURE, YOUR

EXISTENCE IS THAT OF ASCHIZOPHRENIC VULTURE WHO THINKS

HE HAS ENOUGH LIFE IN HIM TOPREY ON THE DEAD, NOT KNOWING

THAT THE DEAD AIN'T DEAD, THATHE AIN'T GOT ENOUGH SPIRITUALITY

TO KNOW HOW TO PRAY. YEAH,THERE'S NO REPENTANCE, YOU'RE

BOUND TO LIVE IN INFINITECONSECUTIVE EXECUTIVE LIFE

SENTENCE. SO WHILE YOU'RE BUSYSERVING TIME I'LL BE IN SYNC

WITH THE MOON WHILE YOU RUN FROMTHE SUN. LIFE OF THE WOMB,

REFLECTED BY GUNS, WORSHIP OFMOONS, I AM THE SUN, AND I AM

PUBLIC ENEMY NUMBER ONE, ONE ONEONE, ONE ONE ONE.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)>> THANK YOU.

>> Stephen: SAUL WILLIAMS.

HOLLER IF YOU HEAR ME ONBROADWAY. GOODNIGHT!

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