Episode Transcript
[00:00:03] Speaker A: Sons of life.
[00:00:18] Speaker B: Welcome to the Mayday Mix 2026.
This is the 2026 edition of the Mayday Mix brought to you by DJ Slowpoke and me, also known Javier Gonzale, also known as Chicharron, as Crispin and yeah, this episode is the first of the new Javier Gonzalez podcast. Hopefully you can check it out. I want to share a few quick things about Mayday before we get into it.
The funny thing about Mayday is it's also known as International Workers day. Celebrated every May 1st. It's celebrated across the world as the official holiday honoring workers. It's the only holiday I am aware of, identified with the socialist left everywhere except here in the United States.
The funny thing is that's wild because Mayday started in the United States.
In 1886, unions across the country launched a general strike demanding one simple thing, an eight hour work day.
And for those of you who don't know, a general strike means nobody works.
So shout out to all you stoners and gamers. I guess you guys have been on general strike your whole life.
But in Chicago, where the strike was really centered, things got really nasty. It was known as the Haymarket Affair Battle strike or whatever you prefer. You know, in America, we like to use euphemisms. That means words that don't really mean the shit they're supposed to mean. But it started on May 1. But on May 4, the violence erupted as striking workers clashed with workers who crossed the picket lines, who are known as scabs, strike breakers, simple sellout assholes, basically. And the police and the bosses hired security guards like Pinkerton's. If you wonder where the security company Pinkerton, a lot of these security companies come from. They come from hired goons to break strikes. And that's actually where the word goons comes from, I believe.
So at the Haymarket Strike Affair, whatever you want to call, I believe, seven workers were caught, were killed due to massive violence. And in response, one of the workers threw a bomb at the cops and seven officers were killed.
The police opened fire and it was chaos. More, more were killed after that.
And afterwards, the system does what it always does. They grabbed eight labor activists they already hated. Seven of them were sentenced to death. One took his life and four were executed.
Three were later pardoned. That struggle became the foundation of International Workers Day, celebrated all over the world, except here in the United States, where it happened because in 1894, President Grover Cleveland, aka the Walrus, decided to bury the legacy of not only those brave workers, but of the millions of struggling Workers fighting for what was seen as the solution to poverty at the time, forming a union.
So Cleveland created Labor Day, a safer, softer holiday in September. So now every time you fire up the grill, close out the summer and hit those back to school sales, just know you're being bamboozled.
I've seen this contradiction up close in the jungles of Chiapas in the Zapatista territory. I once recorded South American poet Eduardo Galliano reading an amazing essay about Mayday.
He was talking about how he visited Chicago once and decided to visit the statue in honor of the Haymarket strikers.
But he couldn't find anything honoring the workers who died. Nothing. Not nothing.
But we did find was a statue in honor of the workers, the cops that were killed, which is crazy. So there's a monument now, they did put something up, but there's a monument in Chicago that honored the cops that were killed, that were killing workers. But nothing about the workers who were killed.
[00:03:57] Speaker A: Who.
[00:03:57] Speaker B: The entire world celebrates every May 1st. So it's Mayday. It was supposed to be a general strike, then it was supposed to be a big march.
Now it is what it is, man. I'll talk about my role in that a little bit later. But workers around the world remember the North American labor wars that got off the ground in the late 1800s. And the fact that we don't celebrate here in the United States tells you everything.
But hey, we have PlayStation legal, weed, lottery, Instagram, what do we need? A mass radical movement.
So I myself don't go to the Mayday protest to tell.
To me it's become sort of a pageantry and I'm not that much into it. I'll tell you more about it down the road. But in 2005 and 2006, I helped organize some of those largest marches in history. I think the University of Washington has some databases about the amazing turnout during that time. Chicago was really killing it.
But in fact, I was in charge of the largest march in American History, May20.
It was record breaking crowds and not to be outdone, rallies in New York, Chicago, the Bay Area, Arizona, Colorado, Texas.
Amazing mobilizations. A moment in history that should have really led to significant change, but was erased from history and bought out by the political parties. Got sold out. And trust me, I'm going to tell you the story soon enough. But for now, DJ Slowpoke and I put together something for you. A mix. Some words, some history.
Scroll down, hit the link, check out Slowpoke's mixcloud where this is at, or find the full set on YouTube. It's a new format we're gonna be coming up with. We've done this before, but hopefully we're gonna make this something more regular and something for you to learn, share like, and honestly enjoy a good mix. So it's not just music, it's memory, it's resistance. And I'll be back a little bit later with some more words. And now enjoy the mix. And I'll shut them back on.
[00:05:50] Speaker A: Making moves in Atlanta Back and forth scrambler cause you could have all the chips be poor or rich still nobody want a brother having if I ruled the world and everything in it sky's the limit I pushed the Q4 5 infinite it wouldn't be no such thing as jealousies a B felony strictly living longevity to the destiny I thought I'd never see but reality struck better find out before your time's out what the if I ruled the world Imagine that I free all my sons I love baby black diamonds and pearls could it be if you could be mine we both shine if I rule the world still living for today in these last days of times if I rule the world Imagine that I free all myself baby black diamonds of our could it be if you could be mine we both shine if I rule the world still living forever for today in these last days and times.
Sex all night mad in the morning spin my be smoke on my weed tattoo on say B I G now check it you want to leave my squeeze baby don't you you want to give me what I need baby won't you picture life as my wife just think full left make fat X and old links bracelets to match conversation was all that showed you the safe combinations and all that guess you can say you's the one I trusted who would have believed that you were spread like mustard got hot you sent feds to my spot took me to court trying to take all I got another intricate block look said I raped up damn why she want to stick me for my paper my mosquito, my versace hottie come to find out you was everybody you knew about me the fake ID cases in Virginia in D.C. whoa always me that's what I get for tricking in my own bail commence to kicking licking the door waving the four four all you heard was papa don't hit me no more disrespect my clean imperial around and made a milk box material you feel me sucking running your lips cause of you I'm sor.
Sam.
Whip.
Yeah I open my eyes to corners like African tribes the blackest of thighs a black and surprise with passionate rise the youth fantasize the grass and cast in their eyes a youth dies and mama's asking rationalize trying to build a spot where ghetto bastards could rise the ghetto's been bastardized by those that capitalize Wonder if it's a plan that the master devised to bring his people to a land where blacks are despised to actualize scripture the rich I gettin richer the younger becoming thicker Summers becoming winter Hard times hard liquor link cards and God figures it's Romans and caprices with pieces to scar niggas the corners I picture in motion is stars, niggas emotions of those that be smoking like Todd Bridges these are our bridges from nothing to something that's why on every city block you hear them pumping the corner I wish I could keep this feeling I wish I could keep feeling all my corners niggas driving, killing D we overstated, we underrated, we educated the corner was our time when time stood still in gators and snakeskins and yellow and pink and color blue profiles glorifying the only Kona the birthplace of various dreams the ending of the beginning the scariest thing is we survive here to die here Whatever we sing we accept it, live with it a better the skin hold the Kona the backdrop of hustle and crack rock the spot where the lack stops the issue the pack sock it's money on the corner you be stupid to pass up remember it's a coat and if it's broken we blast you there's crips on the Kona Blood's on the Kona gds and Vice lords so it's thugs on the Kona Cause children having fun so it's love on the Kona OGs with triple beans oh they drugs on the Kona there's cops on the Kona Dope fiends that walk around and they socks is on the Kona But I love them so I'm on them it's life on the corner Death on the corner we fight until our very last breath on the corner I wish I could hear this feeling I wish I could keep feeling chilling Dying just to make a living.
The corner was our magic, our music, our politics. Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries broke out on different corners. Power to the people, black power, black and neighborhood is the corner. Every city block got four of them. It's simple mad something jumping off on all of them. The church, the chicken shack, the liquor store, the dope house, the bell born the nail salon, the barbershop, the Throat house they young and blowing that smoke out he high five they bout about it no power outage for live eyes the block wide the shots fire from hot eyes A cold world full of hot summers and live sirens Decaying slingers and game bangers and lane changes elders anxiety prone they're your teenagers they whispering man you can't change in the streets raise them they on the block like they ain't namers they straight strangers Grandmama hit me with three words and keep praying this shorty hit me with three more son keep blazing they both need statements from two unique places Real forever real I just love to hear the streets say it I wish I could keep this feeling I wish I could keep this feeling.
Just to make a l.
Unfolds young girls 13 years old expose themselves too many tongues they can hate got mo stretch mars than these Holland they got rank see Sega ain't in this new world alter them experimenting in Atlanta, Georgia, United nations overseas Trained assassins do searching seas ain't knocking or asking the common folk like me pull white trash like Dave drinks like hood back in slavery Concentration campsites with gas pipelines infernos outdoors like they had back with Adol Hitler was living in 1945 Listen to me now believe me later on in the future look it up where it said in a constitution fact it'll evict up a race war Places like operation heartbreak Hotel moments tale until that tight vent still off dispel them say expect no mercy fool you said be my least worries got a deal w hoo 1099s or more black helicopters swoop down and try to push.
A gate with the cereal code was put up next they claim that this community is so drug free but it don't look that way to me Cause I can see the young bloods hanging out at the stove 247 drunk is looking for a hit or not it's powerful oh you know what else they trying to do Make a curse you ain't special left for me and you the traces of the new world order Time is getting shoulder if we don't get prepared people it's gonna be a slaughter My mind won't allow me to not be curious My folk don't understand so they don't take it serious but every now and then I wonder if the gate was put up to keep flying out or keep our sin.
Listen up lil, I'm talking to you about what your little need to be going through I fall a victim too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much But I do with the crew every day on the average about 4 or 5 I'm lucky to beat you Live at some rides I won't realize I caught After I lost my best friend Bean I recognize rise as a king who am I to take you to stop smoking now? You open to disease and cold and ain't 16 years old this has got to stop let's take a walk through detox I want out of this hole I'm in the cell under attack no go folks stay in the hood Got an eye on every move I make Open your face to info you ain't know Cause it's kept low ha. The new world plan reach the planet without the black man so AIM tried to separate me from the blood Is disrespect like coming in my home and not wiping your mind? Feet on the rug the Citron absolute has got me bucking no hand with no phone look out for the man with the mask and the white pony on my back of Bill Staying off my toes always on my heels the same plane Soldiers coming in the dark My plane to explore the new system by rain Tag my skin with your computer chip Run your hand over the scanners up by your dish now no more fishing for your fish the days of the old days Passway go Mind blown.
Looking like a villain Laying love Nothing I can do but pack it all up Gone up for shit I feel the love spotlight on me and I'm feeling so bad at night Acting a fool and feeling alive I'm fucking flawless Like I live in a V only type of living I know see if it was you you would have killed yourself by now Only it takes a special kind of motherfucker to live like this and they ask me how I do it Just take a look around Best believe I'm in the building, building, building I hear the motherfuckers talking and all that but no, no, don't mention me at all and I'm now you feeling some type of way about it but watch your mouth I dare your ass to say something I thought it was all good but now you motherfuckers cross the line and kind of pissing me off I gave everything to this game they still complaining Know what the young need to do.
Working so hard 25, 365 it's all in the day's world.
My whole life all I ever thought about is grinding Even though my surroundings only show me crime and violence that was back when the rapper needed guns way more than a stylist and that was back when I Felt like rappers was true motherfucking riders but even back in the day when I was a fucking youngster, man, shit, I was still saying fuck the police Born and raised in the belly of the beast I had a dream I was at peace but I was so wrong Y' all too wrapped up in the bullshit I'm biased now reality TV is talking about pulpits and choirs Some of these hoes get less than a fuck when they running they like story bias it's the worst when I'm in a hometown like a Hilton Sick and tired and some of these housewives way too fucking desperate these bitches thinking fame first I can't knock the hustle shit it's all in a day's work but that's that shit with potential to make the game worse Shit is just something about that Hollywood curse I double my grind for the part time Stay ready for war I'm on the front line I'm getting a feeling like it's all mine Becoming the only feeling I know Only type of living I know Only type of living I know.
Let's go.
Everybody getting a play stand up.
Cause my money low the quicker you're here the faster you go that's why where I come from the only thing we know is the bigger the bill, the harder you fall well, I'm throwing mine cause my money low the quicker you're here, the faster you go that's right. Where I come from that shit Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack. Everybody get a place stand up Everybody get a play stand up Everybody get a play stand up Everybody get a play stand up stand up Everybody get a play stand up Everybody get a play Stand up Everybody get a place stand up.
And they ain't saying nothing A hundred the y can't tell me nothing I be in the track.
Sam.
[00:24:41] Speaker B: For those of you interested in learning a little bit more about Labor Day and what this day means in history, just share a little bit.
A couple movies you should check out on Mayday. Might be good to watch the movie Salt of the Earth.
It was a band movie about Mexican minors who went on a long strike in Arizona.
Norma Ray. Sally Fields actually won an Oscar for her portrayal of a factory worker fighting for a union mate. One multiracial organizing of train employees in the early part of the century. Harlan County, USA is an amazing movie about some of the violence that happened in the mining strikes, some early strikes, and one of my favorites, especially for those of you here in Los Angeles, Break of dawn, about the first Spanish radio. This jockey in Los Angeles Angeles. Who was set up.
Funny, he was set up. He was canceled with some false accusations, if it sounds familiar, and actually spent many years, I believe, in San Quentin or Pelican Bay. Name was Pedro Gonzalez. I first watched the movie just casually because my grandfather's name was Pedro Gonzalez. Break of dawn is an amazing movie. So on mayday, man. Check out some of the historic movies again. Salt of the Earth. Norma Ray, Matiwan, Harlan county, usa. Break of Dawn. Five good movies to watch.
[00:26:11] Speaker A: Got work to do I got work to do I got work to do I got work to do.
I'm taking care of business woman can't you see I gotta make it for you gotta make it for me don't want to make you feel I'm neglecting you Let us spend more time But I got so many things things to do I got work to do I got work.
To do Everybody got work.
I don't want to live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle Another drug and trouble Another day, another struggle I don't want to live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustler Another drug, another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up Messed up pocket throat as hell another rock to sell People look at you like use the user Selling drugs to all the losers Mad Buddha abuser but they don't know about your stress bill Gay baby on the way mad bills to pay that's why you drink Tanqueray so you can reminisce and wish you wasn't living so devilish shit I remember I was just like you smell Smoking blunts with my crew flipping over 62s cause GED wasn't big I had to get D, A D, that's why my mom hate me she was forced to kick me out no doubt Then I figured out nicks went for 20 down south packed up my tools for my raw power moves block 19 for Cassidy, Flower moves for Trump's trying to stop my flow and what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Poppy to cop me a brick ax for some cassava and he wasn't trying to hear it Smoking mad Newports cuz I'm doing court for an assault that I Caught in Bridgeport, NY Catch me if you can like the gingerbread man you better have your cat in hand cuz man I don't want to live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my Front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug juggle, Another day another struggle I don't want to live no more. Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door. I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug and juggle. Another day, another struggle. I had the master plan I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland with my man 2 Tex to take over this project. They call him Toots FC Toe Toots Fs and when he spot the bus he like to ask who's next I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack in the crack rubber butt, 2 pounds of hash in the cut. I wait for honey to make some big bucks. I told the secret B lieutenant got gassed up at last I'm literally lounging block sitting back counting double digit thousand stacks had to re up, see what's up with my beats. Toyota Diller gone, had it cheap on the jeep see who got smoked, what rumors were spread, Last I heard I was dead with six to the head. Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder. We got infiltrated like Nino at the Carter heard that got murdered in the town I never heard about some stiff in Alberta over nickel plated burners and my broad, swear to God she won't slit Chateau Laurency. The boy bricks I make the rich conspiracy, she'll be home in three until then I looks out for the whole family A true G, that's me blowing like a bubble in the everyday struggle.
I don't want to live no more. Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door. I'm living every day like a hustle. Another drug, another day, another struggle.
I don't want to live no more. Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door.
Just look at the whole situation because once you look at it they don't give a fuck about us.
They don't give a about us.
They don't give a fuck about us.
Some say Nick is hard headed cause we love to trip equipment game though we bang with this thug and I see you trying to hide hoping that nobody don't notice. You must always remember you're still a member of the hopeless. See your black light, these are your snap. Like me when these devils trying to play trap out Young black seeds looking coppers. The niggas they chasing looking for role models Our father figures his base systems they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep. Niggas at the party with they y just as rowdy it's me before I fed Computer chips I gotta deal with brothers flippin I don't see no devils beating only black blood dripping we can change which now say I'm watching n work they lies out without pay Whatever it takes to switch switch places with the busters on top I'm busting shots make the world stop they don't give a fuck about us.
Now they give a about us if I choose to ride until the day I die Nobody gives a about us When I start to rise a hero when they children now they give a about us it's the morning after and now all the laughing is gone Time to reflect on what you did cuz they saying you grown I'm sure you had your reasons dog I don't doubt you see the simple fact of the matter is they don't give a about you or them five miles you forced to be not including yourself all you want is wealth they perceive it as greed so as you loaded up that Mac and continue to bust your mama's on paper thinking they don't give a fuck about it Clearer hating the picture in the mirror they claim when you fear y so why the fuck these devils fear ya I'm watching my nation die Genocide the cause respect the blood bath the aftermath is yours I told your last album we need help cause we dying give us a chance help us advance Cause we try Ignore my whole plea Watching us and discussing Then they beg with my guns but they don't give a about us now if I choose to ride looking to lift their Nobody gives a about us When I start to rise hero in their children's eyes now they give a about us.
Yeah.
[00:35:11] Speaker B: I've always loved Michael Jackson.
His song they Don't Really Care About Us is amazing.
I also love Tupac, what he did with that on they don't give a about us plus there's plenty of evidence here to show that they were right. So on this mayday, I want to give you guys a little bit of a sermon, if I can, about how the rich are screwing us over. You don't have to look everywhere to figure that out. Just look at the revenues by every industry, by every measure. Everyone high up is doing super well. Private equities revenue is $10 trillion a year. That's not billions, that's trillions. Retail sales in America are 5 to 6 trillion dollars a day a year.
Big tech and Finance investments are 2 trillion a year each. Oil and gas are 1.5 to 2 trillion. But don't sleep on oil and gas. That's just what they Report in the United States. They make money off everything all over the world.
And you have to go up and down the chain of Big Oil, from plastic bottles to diesel and airflame fuels. Big Pharma is not far behind at 4 trillion.
The wealthy are swimming in wealth in America and these numbers don't count. The billions of rich hide in tax havens all over the world.
It's a government for the rich and by the rich. And I don't think we should have any delusions of that, especially here on May Day. While many argue about who to vote for for Governor or for Congress, I genuinely think that it's a lame debate. None of the candidates from either party will change the fact that both parties work for the rich and powerful.
The best actors convince us that they care about us, but they don't really care about us. They care about power. They care about their careers as a nation. We spend 1.7 to $2 trillion a year on health care that cures little as corporations have hijacked managed health care from the government and faith based origins. The military budget will surpass a trillion dollars this year if Trump gets his way. And you can bet on that. The Dems don't even try to stop ICE bombing everywhere and the kidnapping of a President and even the Epstein files or shooting white girls in the face in Minneapolis.
The Department of Homeland Security has an estimated 8.7 to $9 billion budget. So ICE is now the largest federal police force in the world. So I don't want to hear all this shit about Russia, China, Chinese tyranny. It's bullshit. We have the largest federal police force that's loyal to one white man in Washington dc.
They don't serve us. It's obvious. Meanwhile, one third of Americans, 100 million people.
Listen to that. 100 million people in America live check to check. And are technically before a well adjusted poverty line. 60% live check to check. I'm sorry. That's nearly 200 million people.
American households are $18 trillion in debt. That's 12 zeros.
A hundred thousand Americans will overdose this year. 48,000 will be killed by guns.
50,000 will commit suicide.
400 to 500,000 will be sexually assaulted or raped.
That's more than the population of 99% of the cities in America. 100,000 will die from diabetes, 140,000 from respiratory illness.
600,000 from cancer. 700,000 will die this year from heart disease. This is a crazy one. 59% of Americans would be wiped out with a thousand dollar emergency.
We are all facing an economic cliff.
When I was a kid, there was a cartoon Wile E. Coyote, if you remember it. An unhappy coyote chasing after a roadrunner he could never catch.
Convinced conniving ways to trap, trick, or corner the bird.
Wiley Coyote ended every episode basically not able to catch the roadrunner.
But the dedicated coyote failed every time and tried again. And in every episode, he died at the end. But the way he died was super interesting.
He never fell.
He would run off a cliff chasing the roadrunner, and he would never fall until he looked down. So if you remember the cartoon, he'd be running in air, having ran off the cliff, but he never fell until he looked down.
As he realized he up, he would fall to his animated death. And American workers the same.
He's lost online. He or she is lost online. Lost in liquor, lost in fashion, consumption, arrogance, racism, lottery tickets, cars, weed, pills, whatever.
Too busy or too depressed to look down. Because inside they know what they will see if they look down. And as inconvenient as it is, I'm here to tell you to look down.
We're all, as DMX said, slipping and falling. We might as well fight back. Not online, not applying for a foundation grant, not throwing rocks at mall cops. And not voting for the people who you wouldn't give a ride to the corner.
So happy May Day, enjoy yourself, rest, be weary of everything and enjoy the rest of the mix.
[00:41:14] Speaker A: What I want to say is that, All right, Some people got to have it.
Some people really need it.
Do things, bad things, will it well, you want to do things, do things, do things, do things.
Talk about gas money, dollar bills, y' all come on now, yeah.
People will steal from them.
People will ride their own brother.
People can't even walk the streets because they never know in the world they're gonna meet more than me.
Make great almighty die.
People will die.
My name will cheese.
People don't care who they heard of me.
A woman will sell her precious body for a small piece of paper. It carries a lot of weight. All that me, me, me, me Almighty dollar Talking about, talking about know that money the root of all people do funny things some people.
Give me a nickel, brother, can you smile out Money can drive some people I love them more.
No good, no good, no good.
What you want, baby, I got what you need, you know I got it All I'm asking you is falling respect just a little bit. Hey, baby, just a little bit yellow Just a little bit, mister, just a little bit I ain't gonna do you wrong while you gone Ain't gonna do you wrong Cause I don't wanna All I'm asking A little bit smarter Just a little bit baby Just, just, just, just I'm about to give it all my money and all I'm asking turn honey so give me my promos when you get old Just, just a little bit Just a little.
Guess what so is my money All I want you to do for me Give it to me when you give it me Whip it to.
Honey sbct what it means to me sbct think ftc.
Sam.
Time is truly wasted there's no guarantee Smile is in the making we gotta fight the powers that be Got so many voices saying I'm the same yeah giving up all around me Bass is full of pain I try to play my music this way My music's too loud I try talking about it I got the big run around and when I roll with the punches I got knocked on the ground by all this bullshit going down hey.
Time is truly wasted there's no guarantee Smile is in the making we gotta fight the powers of the I don't understand that people wanna say those that got dancers red take em away I could take them easy that's just handsome now now see my satisfaction keeps me on the run I try to play my music say my music's too loud I try talking about it I got the big run around and when I roll with the punches I got thrown around by all this bullshit going down Time is truly wasted there's no guarantee Smile is in the making we gotta fight the powers that be Fight it baby Even you and I can't got power Come on fight it back.
Your fight power it like the power.
Sam.
Don't give hypno beat sound if you don't mean it from your heart United we can get over yet we're still going Cause he's men to live respect and they get an equal share and until you give him back there'll be no peace Brother's gonna work it out Brother's gonna work it out Brother's gonna work it all out oh we must all join hands we can march across this land and peace, love, joy with that understanding of truly who we are Instead of brother turning on sister sister turning on I have to go get it to get be it gets warm enough Shoot up, slip up so high Till your words turning strong Nothing to deal with the truth when reality is all gone but brother going to work it out Brother going to work it out Brother's going to work it all out Our brother say Stop the pimps, the hustler Push a man as fast as you can Open your ears and eyes to the fact of what's truly holding you back.
Need your help now can't you see?
Oh, he's got to have it.
He's got to have it all right.
This is America this is America don't got you slipping now don't got you slipping look what I'm whipping this is America.
Look what I'm whipping up this is America don't got you slipping up look how I'm living up Police be tripping up yeah this is America this is America this is America I gotta carry them.
Look what I'm whipping up.
Look what I'm whipping up.
This is America don't got you sleeping now don't catch you slipping up.
I'm so fitted I'm on Gucci I'm so pretty I'm on pity this is silly, that's a tool My Kodak black know that.
Look what I'm whipping.
Now before my time is up hey, let's get it now I want the time of my life oh, baby, give me the time of my life.
This is the last 20 I got. But I'mma have a good time balling in that try to bartender Atlanta some size. Cause I'm gonna get loose tonight. She's on fire, she's so hot I'm no liar she burned at the spot look like Mariah I took another shot Just hold her Drop, drop, drop, drop it like it's hot Dirty top, dirty dance She a freaky girl and I'm a freaky man. She on the rebound, broke up with an ex and I'm like Rodman, ready on deck. I told her I want to ride out and she said yes. We didn't go to church but I got, I'm blessed.
But I got just enough to get off in this club. Have me a good time before my time is up. Hey, let's get it now.
I want the time of my life oh, baby, give me the time of my life Tonight I'mma lose my mind Better get yours. Cause I'm going to get mine. Party every night like my last mommy know the time drill Shake that, go ahead, baby, let me see what you got. You know you got the biggest booty in this spot. And I just want to see that thing drop from the back to the front of the top. You know me, I'm off in the cut always like a squirrel looking for a nut. This is up for show. I'm not talking about luck. I'M not talking about love, I'm talking about lust? Let's get loose, have some fun? Forget about feels in the first of the month? It's my night, your night all night? Let's turn it up? I knew my ring was gonna be late? About a week old?
I work my but I still can't pay enough?
But I got just enough to get off in this club? Have me a good time before my time is up? Hey, let's get it now?
I want the time of my life?
Oh, baby, give me the time of my life?
[01:00:02] Speaker B: People will trip out when I say Pitbull and Neo Got a song that just kills everybody.
[01:00:07] Speaker A: Going through tough times, Believe me, been there, done that. But every day above ground is a great day. Remember that.
Be a good time.
[01:00:29] Speaker B: That about wraps it up for this year's Mayday Mix. I'm sorry we didn't have time to prepare a little bit more, but I think you'll like it. It kind of got a good vibe. The lyrics are interesting. Some good tips.
I'll close with this. Frederick Drugless once said, power concedes nothing without a demand. Unfortunately, we live in a world where the super rich and their cheerleaders are in total control. The monsters of industry, politics, media, academics.
