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http://www.tcsdaily.com/article.aspx?id=100702AAnd just to prove this, I'm going to give you a stanza by stanza breakdown of the insidious liberal messages hidden in Mr. J's apparent right wing anthem, "Ain't No Stoppin' This" Ain't No Stoppin' This (LL Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Cool J) Party people are you with me? (Hit it)
Okay, what we have here is an obvious reference to the Communist Party. And just like the Stalinesque "Big Brother" of Orwell's "1984", repetition is used to subliminally insert an order for the youth to "get with" the Party.
Newcomers, step on back and if you hid last summer catch a heart-attack, cause I'm back I'm bad, you write rhymes made are blad I'm mad cause they said I wasn't bad No recognition cause they said I'm from the ghetto Carryin' nine millimeters and stiletto's I guess I need a TV show to get mine But I don't feel like kissin' no director's behind That's too soft for L I'ma write a rhyme-fighter inside of the rebel "Yell" Hour jack loops and dancer troops Watch out for the gangsta-machine-gun-loose
What appears to be a message supporting the Second Ammendment is actually a condemnation of the access to firearms. By illustrating how easy it is to obtain a handgun, Cool J tacitly endorses the confistication of armaments, and curiously, high-heeled shoes.
Also note references to what Cool J believes is an elitist, biased entertainment industry, where the only way to gain celebrity is to adopt the mantra of what he believes to be the typical Right Wing talking head. Also present is an endorsement of homosexual acts with television directors, who, as we all know, are exclusively men.
Ain't no stoppin' this Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this No way, huh, ain't no stoppin' this Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Again, we see the technique of repetition used to seduce the youth into siding with Cool J and his Leftist minions.
Last year pop rappers got awards And don't know a damn thing about a block party mic-cord They see LL, they know the brothers' real But the flies can tell you exactly how they feel When I come in the door it's like I'm made of dynamite I gotta blow up more and more Shakin' the rafters from here on after Puttin' an end to all the laughter There ain't no way they can win with the band all in, plus the turntable spin Strip-searchin' competition, you can call 'em competition but there ain't no competition cause I'm on a mission I'ma rip this game, I want the soul train families and anybody with a name Superstars step aside this year And all you other little crumbs that wanna try and come near I'm sick and tired of political setbacks Too much red tape-the-box, so forget that
Clearly Cool J sends a coded message to the Liberal Conspirators who were the real minds behind da Oklahoma City Bombing. What this message is, we don't exactly know, but hopefully the surveillance of Cool J's residence and peeps will unearth some truth, yo.
Also Cool J refers to political setbacks, which is an obvious reference to the GOP control of the House, Senate and Courts. Is he endorsing the vilent overthrow of these institutions? You be the judge.
Note also the reference to "red tape". Red, as in Communist. And when he says "too much" of this tape, he actually means "not enough".
I started in the basement of my grandmother's house My rap got gashed, your whole body's' gettin' doubts Burnt to a crisp, lead from the mist Third degree and Gods' my only witness When I shocked the world, hold the prince hostage for the diamonds and pearls Maker-Mike will remember the time tellin' Madonna black love ain't a crime I'm like a shogun, I ain't scared of no-one Born and raised in New York, that's where I come from
Anti-monarchist, pro Blue State New York which is filled with gays, Jews, minorities and Hilary Clintons.
I rip downtown, uptown I love the way the bass sound, when I'm underground Boulevard to boulevard, avenue to avenue, I'll be havin' you Playin' a scene to a song so mean that'll get your whole car rockin' like a war machine Neighbors downstairs call current-affairs Cause the party got ripped and yours truly was there
Typical of liberal contradictions, Mr. J suggests the listener arm his vehicle, while earlier in the composition endorsing the seizure of guns. Not also that Cool J identifies the "neighbors downstairs" as anti-revolutionary busybodies, attempting to undermine the Party. Or he could mean Mexico, we're still working on decrypting that one.
Ain't no stoppin' this 1984, ain't no stoppin' this 1985, ain't no stoppin' this 1986, ain't no stoppin' this 1987, ain't no stoppin' this 1988, ain't no stoppin' this 1989, ain't no stoppin' this 1990, ain't no stoppin' this 91, ain't no stoppin' this 92, what to do?
Can he be more obvious? He clearly identifies "1984" as the year which the secret liberal revolution began. 1984, Brother Smith. And in '92, he solicits advice from the proletariat masses, suggesting the secret revolution is in place, and the power has been turned over to the masses. Yeah, that'll work.
1993 and all that, infinity, power of God rules
Well, this sounds like a very nice, Christian sentiment with which to end the song, overtly supporting the conjoining of church and state. And it is, unless of course your God is "Allah" or "Boris Yeltsin".
Well, thanks for your time. Next week, Pat Boone.
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