Search results for 'Master of Arts in Social Justice'

Painted Smiling Face

Corrosion of Conformity

Blind

1991

a part yet they find no answer
Harmony is the art these men refuse to master

Painted smiling face
It's clear, the end is near - this path leads

identical twins 
Don't stretch the small thing, copycats are finnicky 
Without skills, they master the art of mimicry 
But I go line for line on the whole

Temple

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

Justice, is righteous, in the eyes of the beholder
While the, younger the better but the, older the wiser
Mama used to read in deep from the book

Freedom Time

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

program on television
How can, dominant wisdom
Be recognized in the system
Of Anti-Christ, the majority rules
Intelligent fools
PhD's in illusion
Masters

grew from the concrete
Half a line in Del Amo on cross streets
Baby baby mommas strappin'
Babies in carseats niggas failed art class
Still they'll draw

in your mirror
Social justice warrior
Or a fucking bigot and racist
Stupid opinions
From masters and minions
Common sense now never suffices!
Truth is

of genocide

Time stands still as justice stays motionless 
A loud monologue with the flesh

With the rotten flesh

Progress is written in the blood of lost

you preach,
Hey Mr. Soros, we’re on to you, each breach.
False social justice warriors, pawns in your game,
Paid crisis actors, fanning flames without

to ashes
Wasting too many of God's chances
Ruled by the men with broken badges
White justice from the crooked judges
Still ruled by the master's lashes
It's

on the scene
Harlem Samurai, the hero we need
Born in the Bronx, raised in the east
His master taught him the way of the beast
Trained in the art of the sword

harder,
The poisons of life self induced social murder...

We're taught to trust in justice, a twist of fate that guides us
In perils we've seen suffrage,

attention
Branding equates with social justice
When really just a product or service
What shall we do? Invest solely towards purchasing
Debt forgiveness from

of sodomy

Perfected art of suffering
Author of the symphony of sin
A world of pleasure, a world of pain
This realm is where the wicked reign

Master

get bored of you
Baby, you're a piece of art

Maybe you should be in a museum
The most beautiful exhibit that there is
I can't believe that you're

can't we love

The Woman's March was the state of the art
Like queer protest of the 70s arc
Social justice can progress in part
By not using such

the crt of Storytelling
cnother crucial sales strategy is to master the art of storytelling. Storytelling allows you to create an emotional connection with

shall be
Bow down to me
O Sole Deo Gloria

Master of the High Arts, the Taker of Lives
He who's wielding the sword, rightly feared and despised
Wretched

Be on your kneel as I crush open your skull..)

(manipulated)


Turn the lights off, vulgar art be the Justice
Watching those morbid, they chanting

got a feeling that the love you show has a somber splash a little envy
I find it scabby 
But what do I know anti social
I got plenty brothers but I like

'em, okay to K.O. to frogmarch 'em
Slick writ in parchment, VIC kid since it started-
Slamming heart in, whole hearted art not for the retarded
FT to FB

Eyes wide disgusted America burns man dead in the street
It's high time for justice when they gon learn another killer goes free
Got a paid vacation

the twenty-first century, an era of gender equality)
管你什麼三教九流，全部給我放馬過來 
(I don't care about your religion and social status, just come forward and battle)

your Arts back
People who might wanna listen to you sing
That's what I did
That's what I did
Who believes in you? Go find them
Who believes in you? Go

inequalities, no classes
No state control, no gods, no slaves, no masters
The only rules were integrity and justice
Spiritual growth was at heart of the Empire