Jay-Z Illuminati? A Conscious Rapper Says NO!

Wise Intelligent from the legendary Poor Righteous Teachers breaks down the lyrics to his new song “Illuminati” and defends Jay-Z and Kanye West from allegations that they are members of the shadowy secret society. Song and editorial are below.

While I’m aware of the many informative literary works being published by some great men and giants in our community on the subject of Hip Hop and the Illuminati – this song, its lyrics, nor this blog are intended to prove or disprove any of what has been written, published and or lectured about concerning this subject. Rather, to interpret the lyrics to my work and direct our attention to the root cause(ers) of current world dilemmas. Below are the lyrics and a verse by verse overview of the works aim.  
 
VS 1

Lucifer Son of the morning, shalom, good day good morning 
All of the livin are mourning, he affixes sixes on them… 
But didn’t the scripture warn them? delivered the revelations? 
Still they debatin Satan’s use of major corporations 
 
I didn’t intend on putting a song that addressed the subject of the Illuminati on this latest album. However, the producer Masada submitted the track right when we had just wrapped up the record. I mean we were about to master the project. I heard the track, and completed the song the day I heard it. I laid it and we mixed it. As, anyone familiar with Poor Righteous Teachers should know, the group’s 1996 album was called “The New World Order” and the inside cover album art displayed several books pertaining to the Illuminati and the lore surrounding it. The intent of this recording was to simply take the Illuminati out of the “boogieman” realm and demonstrate how its apparatus functions in our daily lives in plain view. I often say that the illuminati, like the freemasons ARE NOT necessarily “secret societies” rather they are a society of secrets.
 
Remember the plantation, remember the black enslavement
Remember the soul debasin, globe defacin, hidden persuaders
Remember your colonization, colonial education
Ignorance and ni**er sh*t, we get from the radio station
 
The rhyme points out well known historical events that effected and in many ways changed the world – like the enslavement of Africans and the colonization of the continent. The point being that the Illuminati represents the wealthy globe holders who were and still are responsible for initiating and financing some of history’s  most notable experiences. The rhyme goes on to express how mainstream media is very well managed and controlled with the function of controlling public opinion and mobilizing the poor and laboring masses to behave as the wealthy – less than one percent of the populace – would have them do.
 
Performers are getting younger, the dresses are getting shorter
It’s funny how these pedophiles market your sons and daughters
Target and breech your borders, kidnap your seeds deport them
Transport them over overseas where devils fiend auction and bought them 
 
The above four measures of the song deal with the international trafficking of children as sex slaves to the wealthy and in many cases involving United Nations soldiers, as well as politicians from all over the world. A couple of years ago we learned that a United Nations ship was used to transport young girls from India to islands where they were then sold as prostitutes. These are not isolated instances of child kidnapping and abuse. This happens by design and is linked to major politicians, kings and sultans. Remember the Lincoln, NE. child prostitution ring that was traced all the way to the Reagan/Bush White House?
 
In ayiti someone caught them, if these are the seeds we lost them
Tossed them to hell they fell for what his system taught them
Gimme a minute to prove this, call it conspiracy theory
You never knew what the truth is, be sure that my enemy hear me
 
VS 2
All of this talk about Jay Z, being Illuminati
Or whether they got to Kanye, or whether or not they both gay?
This is irrelevant subtext call it celebrity gossip
Your taking it out of the context of Lucifer’s pertinent subjects
 
The point here is to say that if our focus is on Jay Z and Kanye West as Illuminati we do not understand and have missed the most fundamental function of the machine – world domination. The capping stone on the pyramid on the back of the dollar bill was set in place nearly one hundred years ago in 1913 with the establishing of the Federal Reserve Bank, thus centralizing the country’s economy. These corporation founders/owners enslaved Africans, killed off Native Americans, bankrolled pirate ships, insured slave ships, created eugenics programs, designed, staged marketed and promoted World War’s I, II, and the Vietnam War before Kool Herc “said it was Hip and we started to Hop.”
 
What is the criteria for a rapper being Illuminati? He sold a lot of records? P.E. did that! So did the Fugees and Lauryn Hill and Tribe Called Quest and Arrested Development? What would be the rappers purpose as a card-carrying member of the Illuminati – to mislead his fans? If so, we can include every well intended grammar school teacher,  pastor, minster, etc. for disseminating misleading information to their students daily to make their daily bread – some unaware and some well aware. Can’t be the subject matter of the records or we would have to include rappers like Kool G. Rap, Too Short, Ice Cube, NWA, Tupac, Biggie, and a plethora of others – who in my humble opinion are simply poor kids from some ghetto attempting to play the best hand of spades they can with the cards they were dealt! How they interpret the struggle in which they’re embedded notwithstanding.
 
We live in the projects, we descend from slaves
A lot of us don’t even got shit, and do anything to get paid…
Who Jigga that ni**a ain’t Satan, and West just hood at best
And If they homo, I do not know and I could care less
 
Nahh they ain’t the Bilderbergers, nahh they ain’t the Rothschild’s?
That’s right they da Rockefeller’s, nahh that’s just dem ni**as style
Illuminati sellin’ your mind soul and body
and they ain’t ever need no rappers to accomplish that
 
Rappers, be they mainstream, underground, “conscious” or gangster, are not responsible for engineering much other than music. However, the wealthy members of this body we call the Illuminati are publicly known to the world as “social engineers.” They have masked their dirty doings in the vision impairing art of philanthropy. They are the subjects of Proverbs 17:23 which says “A wicked [man] taketh a gift out of the bosom to pervert the ways of judgment.” Again, the rapper by my assessment is at best, guilty of accepting the gift of misfortune and fame to not use his platform to confront this beast – at least sometimes.
 
 
rhythm I ride on top of that, given you the truth so copy that
soon the e-conomy collapse, great tribulation after that
skull and cross bone pirate hats, British west indies company cats
we call that Steve Cokely raps, illuminati coming but I’ll be back
 
Jay Z, West nor any other rapper will be responsible for the collapsing of America’s economy or any other economy in the world. These grapes of wrath had been sown before Hip Hop was pushed out of the womb of black music’s blues.
 
VS 3
Before they collapse the market, they’re criminalizing farming
they’re silencing you for talking, while turnin us all into peasants
Agricultural patents ConAgra created the famines
Monsanto’s seeds that terminate the natural birthing action
 
The above four measures are intended to address the Orwellian type reality in which we now find ourselves. Wherein, scientists of all fields are being bankrolled by major corporations, philanthropic foundations, and so-called “social engineers” like the real Rockefellers to use their talents NOT to sustain and preserve human life. Rather to reduce it via man-made famine, weapons of mass destruction, global sterilization initiatives, etc. 
 
Controlling the food supply, choosing who should live or die
Confusion rules you choose the lie, illusion illuminates your mind
These are the last times, spend them getting organized
Victory be with the strongest tribe, the ones that forge the tightest ties
 
The light is ours, they’re the sons of darkness in disguise
Edom’s fall is Jacob’s rise, so the prophets prophesied
Cecil Rhodes mining more than just De-beers
We’re rewinding through the years but you would rather drink da beers
 
John Cecil Rhodes in his Confessions of Faith laid out his life, and after death, mission and goal when he said why not have a secret society with one purpose but to see that his race rules forever. He discussed taking over Africa, enslaving and exterminating the population on the continent (what part of that has not been done or isn’t progress? And how much of it was done by or because of rappers?). He spoke of Africa without Africans, meaning more land to produce more of what he called the most superior race – the Anglo-Saxon.
 
While your peers disappear, off the corner every year
Prison population risin’ abortion clinics everywhere
Truth is they don’t want us here, there’s no cotton left to pick
Physical labor is redundant, secret shifts in politics
 
In the event, Jay Z, Kanye West, the “Illuminati Princess” – Rihanna (LOL), or any other financially well-to-do rapper, athlete, talk show host (Oprah included) is caught going across the border with kilo’s of illegal drugs, weapons, or underage children smuggled out of some Third World country their asses are going directly to jail and will not be collecting $200 for passing go! They do not control, have membership in, or find favor from this monopolizing oligarchy. They are used by it at best!!!
 
Listen, rappers who promote and or perpetuate racist and or offensive stereotypes should be held responsible. However, they are not on the same level as the people and the system that funds apartheid schooling, controls, regulates, and collapses economies, concentrates poverty into hyper-segregated ghettos, discriminates against black farmers, starts eugenics programs, denies you and destroys the health care system, lies to start wars, let us drown in Katrina, started blockbusting, redlining, and white flight, closes down libraries (in urban areas), stopped after school programs, environmental racism: high levels of manganese and lead in predominantly black communities, monopolizes the media, started global warming, imports and exports drugs, imports and exports children in sex rings, maintains Guantanamo Bay and Abu Ghraib, funds the prison industrial complex, let pedophiles priests run rampant in and out of the Vatican, and uses the IMF and World Bank to destroy and destabilize countries through debt manipulation. Rappers, are for the most part symptoms of the aforementioned problems and by no means represent the causative factors in this reality.
 
Jay Z might have been on and owned Rocafella records but he didn’t write and enforce the racist Rockefeller Drug Laws. It’s time to take our focus off the puppets and redirect it onto the puppet masters. This approach will serve us well in our effort to raise the people’s awareness of this system of oppression that is so subtle it provokes neither rebellion or escape. Then maybe, some upcoming rappers of tomorrow will be able to see the big picture that many of their peers fail to see (and some pretend not to see) for poverty and want of all things.
 
 
Wise Intelligent
 
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