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EL AFRICANO · TONO 121

EL AFRICANO

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Released on: 2024-07-01

Composer: Mario Garces

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Título: Berejú
Interprete: Aprendiendo Juntos
Autor: Diego Balanta

This video highlights the enduring legacy of Garveyism in Port Limon, Costa Rica and interviews elders who kept the movement moving for nearly 100 years.

A Currulao song about Black Afrodescendant identity, by the Kmtyu of the Pacific coast of colombia.
"Soy Negro Afrodescendiente" - I am Black Afrodescendant


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Hempress Sativa Fight for Your RIghts | Offical Music Video

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Producer: Conquering Lion Records

Third Single from the Album Title Unconquerebel Release Date 01.07.17

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Fight For Your Rights ( Lyrics )

Intro
For far too long Babylon
Have us in derision
I’n’I say Africa for the Africans
Home and Abroad.

Verse 1.
Take us back to Africa
Land of the Moors
When I’n’I ancestors were
Rulers before Europe invaded
Raided traded capitalized from
Slavery exist an ancient place
The black oasis
Sun burnt face
Most sacred melanin skins
Conquered kingdoms transcending
The Continent Of Africa from begin
First civilization of a Carbon sovereign
Great pharaohs czars and Kong’s
Build monuments
Erect temples for offering
Astronomical precision plot the Gaza Pyramid
Alchemist access the knowledge of science and gnosis
What mek you think them wah extinct shot off the Sphinx nose
Terrorize mi country with conflict so they can impose them forces
Deprive a Nation Of it’s own resource
They Profit while we suffer the lost.

Chorus.
Fight for your rights
Fight for your life
I’n’I as Africans must all unite
Mi tell dem
Fight for your rights
Fight for your life
Step mi haffi step it out a Rome

Verse 2.
Hmmm
We’ll be returning to the place on earth
The sunburnt faces were
Inhabitants the first
Fertile field land desert
Conquered to rulers
Africans I say we must reverse
This curse is to remain inert
Thinking we were made to serve
The Motherland awaiting her creators sons and daughters
To restore the heritage and traditions
Of forefathers
Sativa on a Order
Yes wi come to master the
Principles of the Maat
Living it pure, as clean as waters
Ancestors thought of Knowledge;
which is sort of
Indicative to where they build the pyramid;
Them after riches of the continent
Strategically plan events to implement their system of a New World Order
Man made disasters
Invade then share in quarters
Conspiring to cast a doubt as if black was the last of any race
to take its place when In Addis Ababa
On the citadel life force a swell
Commence to ever after.

Chorus
Fight ht for your rights
Fight for your life
I’n’I as Africans must all unite
Mi tell dem
Fight for your rights
Fight for your life
Step mi haffi step it out a Rome
Mi trodding home

Verse 3.
Take us back to Africa
Land of the Moors
When I’n’I ancestors were
Rulers before Europe invaded
Raided traded capitalized from
Slavery exist an ancient place
The black oasis
Sun burnt face
Most sacred melanin skins
Conquered kingdoms transcending
The Continent Of Africa from begin
First civilization of a Carbon sovereign
Great pharaohs czars and Kong’s
Build monuments
Erect temples for offering
Astronomical precision plot the Gaza Pyramid
Alchemist access the knowledge of science and gnosis
What mek you think them wah extinct shot off the Sphinx nose
Terrorize mi country with conflict so they can impose them forces
Deprive a Nation Of it’s own resource
They Profit while we suffer the lost


Chorus
Still you better fight for your rights
Fight for your life
I’n’I as Africans must all unite
Mi tell dem fight for your rights
Fight for your life
Step mi haffi step it out a Rome

Every September, African presidents take the stage at the United Nations General Assembly. They speak with passion, they demand reforms, they call for justice. But after the applause fades, nothing changes. The UN was never designed to serve Africa ,it was built to preserve the power of those who created it. And so year after year, we watch the same script,..Presidents begging at a table that was never ours.So the question is simple: should Africa keep begging for reforms in a rigged system? Or is it time to walk out and build our own table,a system rooted in our numbers, our resources, and our values? Because power is never given, it is taken. And until Africa takes it, UNGA will remain just that: speeches.

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Imagine you’re building a new nation: your people have just thrown off colonial chains. But behind the scenes, a foreign agency is picking your leaders, funding rival factions, flooding your society with misinformation, investing in businessmen who owe their loyalty to another capital half a globe away. This is not fiction. This is White Malice: The CIA and the Covert Recolonization of Africa by Susan Williams.When we talk about Africa’s decolonization, we usually imagine flags being raised, anthems echoing across the sky, and leaders proclaiming independence. But behind these images of triumph, another story was unfolding — silent, methodical, and invisible. A story of spies and sabotage.Of manipulation and betrayal. A story where the dream of freedom was quietly undermined by a foreign power: the United States of America.In her groundbreaking book White Malice, British historian Susan Williams exposes the secret operations of the CIA in Africa — operations that aimed not just to influence, but to control the newly independent nations of the continent.

⁣“The Universal Man,” “The Capital Contemporary,” “The Giant of Knowledge,” “The Last Pharaoh”: those were some of the newspaper headlines the day after the death of Senegalese historian, doctor, and politician Cheikh Anta Diop on February 7, 1986. Kemtiyu is a portrait of this trailblazing scholar—venerated by some, derided by others, and unknown to most—an honest, enlightened political figure who had an insatiable thirst for science and knowledge.

A poem by Mazisi Kunene