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Guerrillas whistle the chant of Freedom as a voice echoes “can you hear us?” through harmonica, acoustic guitars, and filtered drums. Part folk, part hip-hop, part rallying cry, part struggle, Freedom weaves a tale that’s at both strong and vulnerable through the eyes of a protester and a rapper living the black experience in America. Recorded in an all-analog studio to 1/4” tape, Freedom invites anyone who can hear us to join in this universal call… “until justice for all”.

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Freedom

If you can hear me from far so far away from wherever you are.
If you’re hearing our call write or fighting the law until justice for all.
And what you hear and what you see, we may not agree.
But you’ve got a right to know to right the wrongs help us write this song.

Stripes and stars fight and scars mics guitars guerrillas who we are. Freedom from rules in born to booze got battered and bruised but that’s what freedoms all about. They give you freedom from truth they give you freedom to lose but we can fight it yeah we can fight it. And every broadcast from the top we’ll meet us coming up we spit like bottoms up because we’re free.

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Standing on a busy street staring at a crowd singing freedom rain down on me not a cloud in the sky just sunshine trying to take in the sites but money worries got me blind to see ain’t it a shame it ain’t a game if you ain’t got that Xbox control in your hand sending them drones in they land like you was watching TV. Put your hands on the wall and assume that stance them flashing lights ain’t a signal to dance goddamn it’s like boy that makes it hard to breathe you ain’t gonna make a victim of me

They say hey look you free then banned and took every single book that we could read and apparently speaking our mind and stating our thoughts gets you a pocket full of the fines and a gun butt to the heart. I tried to protest oh yes i tried to riot police man said two steps forward it will open fire hey hey get down now every day it’s just like. Greenlight night vision infrared red light’s. front page newspaper firefight my life. see the guards bust down the door all fall down to the floor but I don’t care anymore they there's no way out spread my wings and I’ll say out loud.

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released March 5, 2019
Lyrics: Utkarsh Abudkar, rCyn, Goldi.
Music: Goldi, Rudy Rahm

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Goldishack Guerrillas New York, New York

In a country where a culture of war has become business as usual, this New York City collective Goldishack Guerrillas fights back with a raucous mix of hip hop, guitars and political will to bring a message louder than any TV set. They've been called "lazy, fat and stupid" by Rush Limbaugh and have argued with Hillary Clinton, Chuck Schumer and News Corp., among others. Fun! ... more

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