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Plot: After a six year journey, the Spaceship Cyrno lands on the planet TEM 4 from where they had received a call for help. Strangely enough, the Temers deny having sent this message. As commander Akala prepares the spaceship to leave they get an invitation from the rich ruler of TEM 4 to be a part of a lush party. Not only do the opulent food and the seductive dancers cloud their minds, but also the drugs mixed into their food manipulate their consciousness. Only navigator Suko was left behind on the spaceship for security reasons and makes an unexpected, terrible discovery.
Genres: Sci-Fi,Akala delivers his fourth Fire in the Booth for Charlie Sloth on BBC Radio 1 & 1Xtra
SUBSCRIBE for more speakers ► http://is.gd/OxfordUnion Oxford Union on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theoxfordunion Oxford Union on Twitter: @OxfordUnion Website: http://www.oxford-union.org/ Kingslee James Daley, better known by the stage name Akala, is an English rapper, poet, and journalist. Originally from Kentish Town, London, his older sister is rapper/vocalist Ms. Dynamite. In 2006, he was voted the Best Hip Hop Act at the MOBO Awards. ABOUT THE OXFORD UNION SOCIETY: The Union is the world's most prestigious debating society, with an unparalleled reputation for bringing international guests and speakers to Oxford. It has been established for 189 years, aiming to promote debate and discussion not just in Oxford University, but across the globe.
Akala recently sat down with VladTV where he spoke about going on tour with Nas and Damian Marley in 2010 after they released their collaborative album, Distant Relatives. Akala revealed that he got the gig through his agent, who was also working with Damian Marley, but the UK rapper pointed out that he already had a name for himself when he went on the tour. During the conversation, Akala explained a past statement about Damian Marley out rapping Nas, and he said that it was meant as a compliment to Marley, who is traditionally known as a singer. Akala also shared fond memories from the tour, including why it felt like he was at a show in Jamaica when they made a tour stop in Birmingham, which has a large population of Jamaican people. Hit play to hear more of what Akala had to say in t...
U.K. rapper, Akala, explained why he started to rap in an American-Jamaican accent before taking his sister's advice and began rapping in his British accent. As an early teen, he adapted to rap like WuTang's own, RZA, who at the time crossed over across the music board and became mainstream in the U.K. "During that era, I use to rap exactly like RZA." He said, "My sister said 'Yo, fam, you need to find your voice. You're not American; stop it." Although America influenced rap, and most of the top rappers then were American, now, Akala says at least 8 out of the top 10 rappers in the U.K. are Brittish. "When I was a youth, and you asked all the teenagers who your favorite rappers were, all the kids would say the ten would have been American." He explained, "Now if I go into a school, and I...
The U.K. artist Akala stopped by VladTV to discuss the differences in slavery in the U.K. vs. the U.S., how there is no Black middle class in the U.K, and the differences of black/white relations in the U.S. and the U.K. Akala talked with Vlad about how slavery in the U.K. was a tricky subject. When the U.K. brought slaves over from Africa in the early years, this caused issues within the country because many felt, "Britain is too pure an air for a slave to breathe," so therefore they had the idea that slavery shouldn't happen in the U.K., it should only happen abroad. However, the lower class was treated almost as bad as slaves were. When slaves or former slaves who had their freedom would come to the U.K., they would be caught and sent back to the Caribbean. In regards to black and whit...
Akala stopped by VladTV to talk with us about growing up bi-racial in the U.K., the differences between police brutality in the U.S. vs the U.K., and much much more. Akala let us know that being mixed in this day in age versus when he was a young child in the 1980's was much different. "Now in the U.K. it's very fashionable...to have mixed children is almost like a fashion accessory, in the 1980's it very much wasn't like that.. the 1980's was the closest thing we had to a civil rights movement in the U.K..." Akala said his mother was even disowned by her family when she was pregnant with his oldest brother. "They told her to get rid of it... the nurses at the hospital, my mom needed a blood transfusion when my eldest sister was born... they promised to give her n**er blood." Akala moved ...
Akala offered up his thoughts on the use of the n-word during a recent interview with VladTV, and the U.K. rapper revealed that he has chosen to use the term no longer. He also added that the term is highly influenced from the U.S., and Akala says he encounters white people in different countries that think it's okay to say the n-word when they speak to him. During the conversation, Akala also spoke about why Jamaicans don't say the n-word in their music, which segued into talk about slavery. Akala revealed an unknown fact to DJ Vlad, as he told him that majority of the slaves were taken to Brazil and the Carribean, not the U.S. Check out more of what Akala had to say during the interview, including stereotypes of black people that he sees in hip-hop.
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Hosted by Duane Jones aka Vis (Renowned) and Posty (GRM Daily) and Chams (Face4Music) the trio invite a series of guests onto the show to talk realness - no holds barred. Akala - Confronting EDL, Ms. Dynamite, Class & Self-hatred, Veganism, Black Prime Minister? [NFTR]
The 70th anniversary of the 5th Pan African Congress, 1945 was commemorated in Manchester in a three day conference from 16-18 October 2015, where Akala gave a totally thought provoking final presentation on Sunday 18th. More info at http://firstcutmedia.com/pac45/ . AKALA: the BAFTA and MOBO award-winning hip hop artist, writer/poet and historian ‘Akala’ is a label owner and social entrepreneur who fuses unique rap/rock/electro-punk sound with fierce lyrical storytelling. Inspired by the likes of Saul Williams and Gil Scot-Heron, over the years Akala has developed a stellar live show; headlining 6 UK tours as well as touring with the likes of Jay-Z, Nas & Damian Marley, M.I.A. and many more. Akala is more recently known for his compelling lectures/seminars, journalism, TV presenting and ...
Yes, I grew up on the dole in a single parent family
Been through a little bit of tragedy
Yes I was around drugs and violence
Before the day that I started secondary
And that's part of it
Not half of it
Get the picture, the rest ain't necessary
Growin' up, got a little caught up
But that ain't even half of my life
I was also given the knowledge of self
That is all we actually need to survive
If you saw me aged 9, reading Malcolm just fine
Teachers still treated me stupid
Students that couldn't speak English, they put me in groups with
And the irony is
Some of the first man to give me schoolin'
You would call gangsters
But I already explained, we know what the truth is
They used to say 'Don't be like me'
Yeah I got a name and dough on the street
Night time comes, I can't sleep
And that's the part that rappers don't speak
We don't hit the road cause we are thugs
Don't come out the womb, wanting to sell drugs
If we got the right guidance and love
Would we fight people just like us?
How could I knock the hustle to get by?
How do you think I ate as a child?
Judge no one, done many things wrong
I just don't boast about it songs
But listen to my older bars
I was just as confused as you probably are
But you grow and you learn
Travel and fuck up,
One too many man you know get cut up
One too many man that could've been doctors
End up spending their whole life boxed up
You learn, if you study
It's all set out just to make them money
No cover, it's all about getting poor people to fight with one another
So it's logical that us killing our brothers,
Dissin' our mothers
Is right in line with the dominant philosophy of our time
But time is a cycle, not a line
Comes back around you regain your mind
You be ready for the energy I channel in my rhymes
Remedy the pedigree, the jeopardy of mine
When the world's this fucked up, lethargy's a crime
We can all fight with our brothers over crumbs,
Far harder to fight the one who makes guns
We can all talk shit and get two dollars
Far harder to be the one who seeks knowledge
If we understood economics
We'd know money's nothin'
Think nothing of it
Money is a means to get wealth, not the wealth itself
Don't get confused, I'm far from broke
All that you see me do I own
But I won't hang what I make around my neck
I know from where that the diamonds came
But I do quite literally own a library,
That definitely costs more than your chain
And businesses, and properties
Far from starvin', I eat quite properly
And I don't care, just said it for the kids
Who need to know that you're not broke to listen
Don't know an asset from a liability
They've never been shown or told the difference
So they don't change situations
Richest man in Britain is Asian
That's significant, not coincidence,
Asian people build businesses,
Not by flossin/going out shoppin'
Giving out their culture for everyone's profit
Who run's Bollywood? Indian people
Who owns our shit?
So we shake our arse and dance
As if racism just upped and vanished
But has it? No it's right on course
You're beaten so bad, you're trained to ignore
Let me not just make sweeping statements
Gimme a second, I'll explain it
For small amounts of drug possession there's more black people in jail in America than there is for rape and armed robbery and murder all put together
You can say they're just locking up thugs,
Imagine if they locked up every middle class kid that had ever held drugs,
Oh that's right, that'd be your kids!
Bigger than that what is going on with this,
Prison in America's a private business
They get paid 50k per year per inmate by the State, just wait...
Also legally are allowed to use their prison inmates as slaves
Cheap slave labour, big corporations
They come out of jail, can't get a job
So when we celebrate going to jail,
We are LITERALLY CELEBRATING ENSLAVEMENT
Add to that, that the hood that you're livin'
Engineered social condition that breeds crime by design
Where do you think you get your nine?
You can say that they're just black,
But I like to deal with facts
In the 1920s you would've found in America
Black towns,
Prospering centres of economics and education to make you proud
But some people couldn't bear that the former slaves would not just lie down
So the KKK and other hate groups burnt those towns to the ground
Killin hundreds,
If it ain't understood,
You think you were always livin' in the hood?
Shit it's only been sixty years
Since they hung blacks and burned em'
And that was so cool
Day reel passes, picnic baskets
Even gave kids the day off school
To go see a lynchin'
Have a picnic
It's fun to watch the little monkeys die (!)
Then people act a little dysfunctional
You wanna pretend that you don't know why
If your colour means you can be killed
And you're powerless to get justice about it
Is it difficult to figure out how you would then end up feelin' about it?
And that ain't excuses,
Just dealing with the roots of abuses that make a reality
Where a generation of young men speak of ourselves as dirt casually
That's America,
This Britain,
Some things are similar,
Some different,
In this country the first enslaved were the working class
What's changed?
Worst jobs, worst conditions
Worst taxed, look where you're livin'
You go to the pub, Friday night,
You will fight with a guy,
Don't know what for,
But won't fight with a guy, suit and a tie,
Who sends your kids to die in a war,
They don't sell the kids of the richer politicians,
It's your kids, the poor british
That they send to go die in a foreign land
For these wars you don't understand,
Yeah they say that you're British
And that lovely patriotism they feed ya
But in reality you have more in common with immigrants
Than with your leaders
I know, both side of my family
Black and white are fed ghetto mentality
Reality in this system,
Poor people are dirt regardless of shade
But with that said,
Let's not pretend that everything is the same
When our grandparents came here to Britain
If you had a criminal record you couldn't get in
Yet that ain't protect them from all the stupid, stupid abuses they would be livin'
Kicked in the teeth,
Stabbed in the street,
Many times fired bombed our houses,
Put faeces through our letter box
And of course the cops did so much about it (!)
Daily, up to the 80s
People spittin' into my pram cause' I was a coon baby
But of course that has had no effect on why today we are crazy
And none of this was for any good reason
They were just dark and breathing
To ease the guilt now for all of this treatment
Constant stereotypes and needed
So if I celebrate how big that my dick is,
Bricks that I'm flippin'
Clips that I'm stickin'
Chicks that I'm hittin'
I'm playing my position
But if I teach a kid to be a mathematician,
Messin' with the schism,
How they gonna fill a prison when materialism is no longer our religion?
What do you think we got now in Britain?
Just like America, private prisons
Prisons for profit!
That mean when your kids go jail people make money off it,
So keep environments that breed crime
Build more jails at the same time
Market badness to the kids in the rhymes
As long as rich kids ain't dying it's fine!
Get em' to the point where some are so lost
They actually believe that if they don't celebrate killin' themselves off
That it's because they're soft
Was Malcom soft?
Was Marley soft?
Tell me was Marcus Garvey soft?
Well? Was Mohammed Ali soft?
Nah, Nah I think not!
But they want us to think that the road is cool
Being on road is all we can do
We don't control the wholesale productions
Who benefits from us movin' the food?
Or thinking there's no way out of road life
But Malcolm X used to hustle out on the roadside
When Marcus Garvey organised more than 6million people
With no Facebook or Twitter
Why is this something you cannot equal?
Shiiiiit!
One of my homeboys did a ten straight in the box in yard
Now what's he doing?
Passin' his doctorate
Don't tell me that it's too hard!
Who trained you to believe that you're inferior?
Sungbo Eredo in Nigeria are the remains of an ancient moat,
Dug 1000 years ago
20 metres wide, 70 down,
Round the remains of an ancient town
That's 400 square miles around
400 square miles around
Please, please don't believe me,
It was a documentary on BBC!
But we ain't studyin' history,
Too busy watching MTV
And MTV said wear platinum,
Now everybody wanna go and wear platinum,
And MTV said pop magnums,
Now everybody wanna go and pop magnums
If MTV said drink prune juice
You would start hearing that in tunes soon,
'Hey! Today I wore my Cartier,
Is it now more important what I got to say? '
Oh and I drive a Mercedes by the way
So everybody listen to what I got to say
Huh, does that make you all happy?
Ahh but shit my head's still nappy
Think for myself, still some mad at me
But on the mic ain't not one bad as me
All of this here's good for the rhymes
Put us in the same place at the same time
And it's clear to everybody that I'm out of my mind
Some of these guys are runnin' out of their rhymes
Clear to everybody that has got ears
I'm the guy that they just might fear
They wanna get near but they can't have a peer
Ah dear I'm hard liquor you're just like beer
Front on the kid for another five years
Come to my shows and some cry tears
It mean that much to em', it's a movement!
I don't speak for myself but a unit,
Black, white, man, woman, anyone that respects truth we put in
Dudes are like dinner with no puddin'
Yeah you're sweet but no substance puddin'
You could never ever be with a level on
Our songs get out played out there in Lebanon
We speak for the people properly
Not for the old fat guys in offices
And the girls love him, it ain't fair
He can't even be bothered to comb his hair
Anyway that's enough kissin' my own arse
Back to the more important task of being so shower
I got half the hood screaming "KNOWLEDGE IS POWER"
And I ain't saying that will change rap
But I do know this for a fact
Right now there's a yout' on your block
With his hands on his balls, face screwed up
Swear he don't care, don't give a fuck
That he won't let nobody caught his block
But the words go in
Open your shackles
Because once that's happened there's no going back
Once you start to see what is really happening
Who the enemy you should be attackin' is
So READ, READ, READ!
Stuck on the block, READ, READ!
Sittin' in the box, READ, READ!
Don't let them say what you can achieve
Cause when people are enslaved
One of the first things they do is stop them reading
Cause' it is well understood that intelligent people will take their freedom
Cause' if we knew our power we would understand that we can't be held down
If we knew our power, we would not elevate not one of these clowns
If we knew our power, we wouldn't get arrogant when we get two pennies
If we knew our power, we would see what everybody sees, that we're rich already!
But never mind MCs go run for your mummy
I'm hungry, I run for my tummy
That's enough back to worshipping money
I'm off, back to the study!