Josuël Rogers a.k.a Da C.H.A.O.S. a.k.a Buck Rogers developed a love for hip hop in the early 90’s and eventually started rhyming and writing in the mid 90’s. He was one of the founding members of the St Maarten HipHop Foundation and the St. Maarten rap collective known as Foreign Dialexx. He is featured on St Maarten’s first Hip Hop album titled Paradise. Around 2005 he became less active as an artist and mostly does features upon request. His love for the culture inspired him to found HipHop Culture Coaching a training and coaching company that combines coaching and the Hip Hop culture in order to strengthen communication within teams and empower youth.
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And here is the full text in case you want to read it at your leisure and not while watching the video:
Holy Cows Remix
So you think this is holy?
This thing that is possibly
The only thing that has ever
Wholly been yours?
Off course it’s mine
A creation that took time
Universe fishing, the hook line
The sinkers irritated by all you thinkers
You critics quit it!
We may not poke holes in it
Nor poke fun at it
Nor disregard it?
But I don’t understand
If it is so holy
Why are you sharing it with us?
Cause it’s the greatest gift
To you creatures who lust
For power it closes the rift
Of greed for knowledge in glut
To n I tire of your sloth
Wrath for that which you disguise
Envy in your eyes
Swallow your pride
You don’t know us or our ways
If this thing that you made is so holy
That would imply a godlike source
And you are no paragon
Of any virtue that I can see
You’re just like me
And I’m grubbing in the mud here
Trying to figure it all out
Is that what this is about?
Temperance born of chastity
Negligence of my charity
Due diligence fittingly
What I expect is humility
There is no comparing you see
Just because you think you’re better than me
Doesn’t make it so
Far less does it make what you write
Some cannon from on high
There are no holy cows
There are no lines that cannot be crossed
But that doesn’t mean I don’t care
That I don’t understand
But it does make me wonder if you do