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My hero. Michael Franti is the creater of Michael Franti and Spearhead, a group that blends reggae, rap, rock, folk, funk, and jazz into a spastic beauty. The music is highly politically charged. After hearing one song you want to go blow up an institution. Here is a section of the lyrics to Oh My God, a great song:

(chorus) 
Oh my, oh my God 
out here mama they got us livin’ suicide 
singin’ oh my, oh my God 
out here mama they got us livin’ genocide

Slam bam I come unseen 
but like gasoline you tell I’m [in the tank] 
like money [in the bank] 
I smell appealing, but I’m toxic, can send you reeling 
without an inklin’, keep ya thinkin’ 
‘cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead 
fucked you up [in the head], but still they sayin’ nothin’s wrong 
still believing the systems workin’ 
while half of my people are still out of workin’ 
anonymous notesleft in the pockets and coats 
of judges and juries from ‘Frisco and Jersey 
threats and protests [politicians] mob debts 
trumped up charges and phony arrests 
stage a lethal injection, the night before the election 
‘cause he got donations from the prison guard’s union 
(chorus)

Listen to my stethoscope on a rope 
internal lullabies, human cries 
thumps and silence, the language and violence 
algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic 
you can make a life longer, but you can’t save it 
you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? 
stealin’ DNA samples from the unborn 
and then you comin’ after us 
‘cause we sampled a James Brown horn? 
scientists who’s God is progress 
a four-headed sheep is their latest project 
the CIA runin’ like that Jones from Indiana 
but they still won’t talk about that Jones in Guyana 
this ain’t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas 
do you really think that that car killed Diana 
hell I shot [Ronald Regan], I shot JFK

I slept with Marilyn she sung me “[Happy Birthday]” 
singin’ 
(chorus)

Well [politicians] got lipstick [on the collar] 
the whole media started to holler 
but I don’t give a fuck who they screwin’ in private 
I wanna know who they screwin’ in public 
robbin’, cheatin’, stealin’ 
[white collar] criminal 
McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin’ 
send you home a weepin’, with a fat bill for your Caribbean weekend 
for just about anything they can bust us 
false advertising sayin’ “Halls of Justice” 
you tellin’ the youth don’t be so violent 
then you drop bombs on every single continent 
mandatory minimum sentencin’ 
‘cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine 
do that again another ten up in the pen 
I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution 
singin’ 
(chorus)

He also starred in a [documentary] titled I Know I'm Not Alone, something that everyone should view.

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