Hip Hop Revelry

Hop onto the Hip-Hop express
Make sure you dress to impress
Let ya chain hang low
And wear yo freshest
Sneakers
It’s a hip-hop party
And I’m the guest speaker.

Misogynistic lyrics
And what you would normally call video vixens
I call them half naked chickens
Walking around with a piece of dental floss
Stuck up their ass
The directors should really pay them a little more
So than maybe they would go buy themselves some class.

And all these rappers
Rapping about everything they’re NOT doing
Glamorizing the thug life in their rented Beamers and Phantoms
Acting like drug money bought they mama that million dollar house
In the Hamptons.
When it was really their record sells
Then you get arrested for “Pushing It”
But you can’t give the artist formerly known as William Roberts
That’s Rick Ross to you,
A call and see if he gonna post your bail.

And let me not forget that
Everybody’s favorite rapper is lil wayne,
But when he got pulled over in Arizona it wasn’t just weed,
He was also riding dirty with an ounce of cocaine

The drug that was the demise
Of the African American community in the first place
And he’s all up in his tour bus
Shoving it all up in his face.

Allowing themselves to be puppets
Sending subliminal messages through songs…
That’s right I said puppets
Because they are allowing their masters to string them along

Messengers turned into Mimes
As soon as they hit the big time
Their life stories and struggles lost value,
And simply turned into a rhyme.
If we as Black American’s continue on the same path
And let some of these idiotic baboons continue to
Fill our head with this trash
All for the sake of making some cash
I would say pitiful,
If you had bothered to ask.

Telling our men it’s okay to be pimps, and thugs
And devaluing our women’s self worth
Convincing our children it’s okay to sell drugs
It’s payback because we’re living hell on earth.

All of this negativity
Surrounding the Hip Hop cultures festivities
Maybe it’s not as great as we perceived it to be.

Never the one to bite my tongue
I’m going to say what needs to be said
If this is as good as we can do then
Hip-Hop might as well be dead!

By: Modia Evans