After dropping one full-length album (Blue Scholars LP, 2005) and an EP (The Long March, 2005) the Blue Scholars have emerged as the latest in a long line of torchbearers for Seattle and greater Pacific Northwest hip-hop scene. The duo formed in early 2002 after ciphers and sessions in a makeshift attic-bedroom-studio in Seattle's University District, where emcee Geologic and DJ/producer Sabzi came from vastly different musical approaches to collide. One a distinguished battle emcee and poet, the other a former punk/ska drummer and jazz-trained pianist, the duo's backgrounds laid the foundation for a versatile combination of beats and rhymes at once political and personal.
Since 2002, the duo has become renowned live show veterans, rocking nearly 200 shows with the likes of De La Soul, Immortal Technique, The Coup, Zion I, One Be Lo, Soul Position, Slick Rick, and Spearhead. The mass appeal of their live show has brought them to many diverse venues - from labor organizing conferences and youth-run community center shows to playing the main stage at Sasquatch! (2006) and Bumbershoot (2006).
In June 2006, Blue Scholars joined forces with Common Market (emcee RA Scion and DJ Sabzi) and emcee Gabriel Teodros (of Abyssinian Creole) to launch MASS LINE MEDIA, a new artist-run independent record label.
Year Formed: 2002
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Blue Scholars Lyrics
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Shorty feels the pressure on his shoulders as he's liftin it
Wonders why the elders always tell him not to question it
Options at the bottom of the ladder got him desperate
But all he ever wanted was a weapon to protect him with
Riding a 36 through the veins of the beacon
The water is the heart, its rainin when its beatin
The miserable escape but they're too high to ponder faith
But who am I, to use their plight to illustrate a rhyme
With everything around me that I've never had to live
But I observe the inner qualities to serve the people properly
Tell them that their freedom isn't found in private property
Prostitutes are more than just the folks who sell their bodies
See this shit applies to those who's souls are a commodity
I can hear the colony callin me back to be
The bullet in the belly while they lock, load, and squeeze
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
They made a mockery out of the possibility
But under constant revision is the poem that I be
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
I be the emcee in the place not to be
But under constant revision is the poem that I be
Shorty feels oppression on his shoulders as he's liftin it
Wonders why the elders always tell him not to question it
Conjuring the courage just to conquer what's been killin him
He says its fucked up cause he knows no other synonym
Hidden from the truth, seen youths turned to troops
Who's goal at 21 is to turn 22, true tuition's too high
And those with the privelage to pay don't listen, it's a shame, go figurin
The name of the father, the son and holy lyrics
I suppose those who know what I'm sayin when they hear it
Might rage against the system, or hate me for dissin
The house in which they live in as a slave to the rhythm
But I walk the broken sidewalk paved with the magic
Of those who walk past it, just to survive traffic
If paybacks a bitch, then gravity's a bastard
Avenues I used to call familiar turned backward
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
They made a mockery out of the possibility
But under constant revision is the poem that I be
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
I be the emcee in the place not to be
But under constant revision is the poem that I be
Yo.. shorty's getting grown old enough to read the messages
Understands the elders as he then begins to question them
One generation handed down what they've inherited
Another generation rewriting the master narrative
Older folks overdose on broken hopes often
Children then begin to grow comatose and lost up
In the clutches of the wickedest fingers
Indicative of the systems inhibited
Ability to listen to the voice of the dyin who've been tired of cryin
Nightsticks fall where projectiles are flyin
Through a straight path narrow like the gap between heaven and hell
They skip class cause they goin to jail, true
Students prevail when the knowledge is passed
But others seem to fail sittin flat on their ass
And now I be the emcee in the place not be
Under constant revision in the poem that I be
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
I be the emcee in the place not to be
But under constant revision is the poem that I be
"SelfPortrait" by Blue Scholars is a socially conscious song about rebellion, rewriting narratives, and the struggle of youth growing up in a system that oppresses them. The song opens with a depiction of a young person feeling the weight of their circumstances and searching for a way to protect themselves. The lyrics then proceed to address the larger issues that plague society, such as the exploitation of vulnerable populations and the high cost of education.
The chorus of the song emphasizes the importance of revision and rewriting, encouraging listeners to challenge what they have been told and work toward a better future. The second verse talks about the cyclical nature of oppression, with one generation passing it down to the next. However, the song ultimately ends on an optimistic note, with the singer expressing hope for the future and recognizing the potential for change.
Blue Scholars is a hip hop duo from Seattle, Washington, consisting of MC Geologic and DJ/producer Sabzi. Their music is characterized by socially conscious and politically charged lyrics, often addressing issues specific to their city and the Pacific Northwest region. "SelfPortrait" is a standout track from their 2007 album "Bayani."
Line by Line Meaning
Shorty feels the pressure on his shoulders as he's liftin it
The struggles and burdens of life weigh down on Shorty.
Wonders why the elders always tell him not to question it
Shorty is curious and wants to understand the world around him, but is discouraged from asking questions by older generations.
Options at the bottom of the ladder got him desperate
Being at the bottom of the social ladder, Shorty feels hopeless and trapped.
But all he ever wanted was a weapon to protect him with
Shorty desires a way to defend himself in a violent world.
Riding a 36 through the veins of the beacon
Traveling through the city streets, experiencing the pulse of the community.
The water is the heart, its rainin when its beatin
Water represents life and the emotions within people, and is reflected through the weather.
In the city that I sleep in I'm dreamin while I'm awake
Shorty's waking life is a constant dream, as he imagines the possibilities beyond his current struggles.
The miserable escape but they're too high to ponder faith
People often turn to harmful substances as a way to escape reality, but fail to search for deeper meaning in life.
But who am I, to use their plight to illustrate a rhyme
The artist acknowledges his privileged position and is hesitant to exploit the struggles of others for artistic expression.
With everything around me that I've never had to live
The artist is aware of his advantages and recognizes that others have lived through hardships he has not experienced.
But I observe the inner qualities to serve the people properly
The singer seeks to understand the needs of others and use his platform to serve them.
Tell them that their freedom isn't found in private property
The artist challenges the notion that owning material possessions equals personal freedom.
Prostitutes are more than just the folks who sell their bodies
Prostitutes are often marginalized by society and reduced to their occupation, but are complex individuals with their own unique experiences and stories.
See this shit applies to those who's souls are a commodity
People's souls are often devalued and treated as a commodity to be exploited for profit or power.
I can hear the colony callin me back to be
The singer feels a responsibility to use his talents to give voice to marginalized communities and stand up against injustice.
The bullet in the belly while they lock, load, and squeeze
The artist is willing to risk his safety to speak out against oppressive systems and defend those who are targeted by violence.
Rebel with a pen lettin off buckshots in threes
The artist uses words as his weapon to fight against oppressive systems and inspire change.
Rewriting what it is into what it ought to be
The artist seeks to transform society by redefining what is possible, and channeling his creativity towards a better future.
They made a mockery out of the possibility
Oppressive systems have stifled possibilities for progress and created oppressive cycles of poverty and despair.
Yo.. shorty's getting grown old enough to read the messages
Shorty is maturing and gaining a greater understanding of the world around him through education and experience.
Understands the elders as he then begins to question them
As Shorty matures, he begins to comprehend the wisdom of older generations, but also questions their authority.
One generation handed down what they've inherited
The legacy of past generations continues to shape and influence the present.
Another generation rewriting the master narrative
New generations are empowered to reshape the prevailing narratives and create their own stories.
Older folks overdose on broken hopes often
Past generations have been left disillusioned and hopeless by the failures of the system to improve their lives.
Children then begin to grow comatose and lost up
Younger generations become disillusioned and disengaged as they witness the failures of the system to improve conditions for their families and communities.
In the clutches of the wickedest fingers
Oppressive systems trap individuals in cycles of poverty and powerlessness.
Indicative of the systems inhibited
The oppressive systems themselves are the root cause of the poverty and inequality that plague society.
Ability to listen to the voice of the dyin who've been tired of cryin
The system fails to address the needs of those who are most impacted by poverty and oppression and have been crying out for change.
Nightsticks fall where projectiles are flyin
Oppressive systems use violence to maintain control and silence dissenters.
Through a straight path narrow like the gap between heaven and hell
Navigating life and societal systems is difficult and requires navigating a narrow path between success and failure.
They skip class cause they goin to jail, true
Young people in marginalized communities may not see education as a viable path forward, as they are more likely to be incarcerated than to achieve academic success.
Students prevail when the knowledge is passed
Education can be a powerful tool for creating opportunities and breaking cycles of poverty and inequality.
But others seem to fail sittin flat on their ass
Despite the potential of education, systemic barriers and inequality prevent many from being able to access it and succeed.
And now I be the emcee in the place not be
The artist embraces his role as an artist and leader in the face of oppression and injustice.
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Neri
this album was a highly-influential one as far as who I am and am currently becoming. Not to mention the various psychedelics taken.
Artski
“In the name of the father, the son and the holy lyrics” still one of my favorite lines
Ztales
Wtf is everyone listening to. So underrated.....a sadness only a few bear the knowledge of
Jim Taylor
+Ztales Look up who owns the radio stations. Or tv we watch. There are reasons they dont want you to hear this.
Izak Zane
this is one of their best songs
Leeeeeeeeeeeeeee25
thank you for putting the album on here
Bob Colbert
Such a slept on track.
RicHimself
they r well known as underground-artists in germany...i don't know if that has something to say. least youre right - they're great
LebannersHook
@wellhiya Yeah man, true that! I get so sick of people saying, "Some don't deserve it, I'm glad it's not popular or these artists wouldn't want thier music to be popular." I get sick of it because I used to be one of those people. Stupid, lazy, going no-where in life. But I was introduced to hip-hop like this and it changed my life. It sparked my thirst for knowledge. Thanks Nick for showing me underground hip-hop and true lyrical shit. Without it I don't know where I would be.
macdabluepanther
HHGGs Top 150 of the 2000s brought me here! Hip-Hop lives forever!