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No matter how hard you try,

You can't stop this now

No matter how hard you try,

You can't stop this now

Renegades of this atomic age

This atomic age for renegades

Renegades of this atomic age

This atomic age for renegades

Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece

On down through the Middle Ages

When the earth kept going through changes

There's a business going on,

Cars continue to change

Nothing stays the same,

There were always renegades

Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Payne

Like Martin Luther King, Malcom X

They were renegades of the atomic age

So many renegades hand clap,

Hand clap, the renegades

From a different solar system

Many, many galaxies away

We are the force of another creation

A new musical revelation

And we're on this musical message

To help the others listen

Improve momentum and seek

The electonic chance

Like astrology

Like technology

Like God's Creation

Like the Zulu station

Like to the nation

Like destroy all nations

Like militants

Like down in sand

Like through changes

Nothing stays the same

Oh, renegades

Now renegades are people

With their own philosophy

They change the course of history

Everyday people like you and me

You know they have their secret notions

And time is endless motion

All people of the moderate ages

Here in this twentieth century

You have to keep up in time

With the moderate time

A state of mind and a sense of pride

A renegade, yes a renegade

Of this time and age

So many renegades who's that

Now hand clap the renegades

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

Poppin', sockin', rockin' with a side of hip-hop

Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin'

You know we're poppin', sockin', with a side of hip-hop

Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin'

Poppin', sockin', rockin' with a side of hip-hop

Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin'

(Repeat)

We're teachers of the funk

And not of empty popping

We're blessed with the Force

And the sight of electronics

With the bass, and the treble

The horns and our vocals

You know everytime we pop

Into the beat we get fresh

There was a time when our music

Was something called the Bay Street beat

People would gather from all around

To get down on the Bay sound

You had to be a renegade those days

To take a man on the dance floor

Like Afrika Bambattaa and the Soulsonic Force

We're talking about Mr. B, Pow Wow, G-L-O-B-E

Was a renegade, yes, a renegade of the atomic age

So many renegades what's that

It's a hand clap the renegade

Just jam sucker

Say jam sucker

Say groove, sucker

Say groove, sucker

Say dance, sucker

Say dance, sucker

Now move, sucker

Now move, sucker

Everybody say

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

We're the renegades of funk

Shake that thing

That makes me swing

I got some great

He's a renegade of funk

Mr. Biggs

He's a renegade of funk

Bambaataa

He's a renegade of funk

Pow Wow

He's a renegade of funk

And MC Globe


'Renegades of Funk' by Afrika Bambaataa and The Soul Sonic Force
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No matter how hard you try, You can't stop this now No matter how hard you try, You can't stop this now Renegades of this atomic age This atomic age for renegades Renegades of this atomic age This atomic age for renegades Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece On down through the Middle Ages When the earth kept going through changes There's a business going on, Cars continue to change Nothing stays the same, There were always renegades Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Payne Like Martin Luther King, Malcom X They were renegades of the atomic age So many renegades hand clap, Hand clap, the renegades From a different solar system Many, many galaxies away We are the force of another creation A new musical revelation And we're on this musical message To help the others listen Improve momentum and seek The electonic chance Like astrology Like technology Like God's Creation Like the Zulu station Like to the nation Like destroy all nations Like militants Like down in sand Like through changes Nothing stays the same Oh, renegades Now renegades are people With their own philosophy They change the course of history Everyday people like you and me You know they have their secret notions And time is endless motion All people of the moderate ages Here in this twentieth century You have to keep up in time With the moderate time A state of mind and a sense of pride A renegade, yes a renegade Of this time and age So many renegades who's that Now hand clap the renegades We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk Poppin', sockin', rockin' with a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' You know we're poppin', sockin', with a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', rockin' with a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' (Repeat) We're teachers of the funk And not of empty popping We're blessed with the Force And the sight of electronics With the bass, and the treble The horns and our vocals You know everytime we pop Into the beat we get fresh There was a time when our music Was something called the Bay Street beat People would gather from all around To get down on the Bay sound You had to be a renegade those days To take a man on the dance floor Like Afrika Bambattaa and the Soulsonic Force We're talking about Mr. B, Pow Wow, G-L-O-B-E Was a renegade, yes, a renegade of the atomic age So many renegades what's that It's a hand clap the renegade Just jam sucker Say jam sucker Say groove, sucker Say groove, sucker Say dance, sucker Say dance, sucker Now move, sucker Now move, sucker Everybody say We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk Shake that thing That makes me swing I got some great He's a renegade of funk Mr. Biggs He's a renegade of funk Bambaataa He's a renegade of funk Pow Wow He's a renegade of funk And MC Globe 'Renegades of Funk' by Afrika Bambaataa and The Soul Sonic Force

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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"

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