Tuesday, October 25, 2016

If you're accepted by Them you fucked up, son...


Lamar Gonna Set You Straight...

Here's how I know a Brother has failed in writing the Black Experience: all the White People proclaim it Genius. White People, they want a Black Man to write a book that makes them feel like their benevolent appreciation makes them Part of the Struggle, but it better not make them uncomfortable and it better damn well not get their white hands dirty...

See, Rap makes White People nervous, because its got dirty hands: the Black Experience IS dirty hands, you feel me? You clean it up with Intellectual Shit Polish and now you just wrote what the White Man wants you to write: if you're accepted by Them you fucked up, son...

White People write novels to make them feel like there's gotta be some deepness to their lily-white existence, and White People read novels for the same damned pathetic reason. The Black Man ain't got time for that shit: we have enough dealing with the Here and Now of living in the White Man's World. Don't worry though, White People: you just rubbing on that hand sanitizer you White People like and keep pretending that your hands are clean. Me, I'm gonna chill on the couch and watch "Super Fly" stick it to the Man....

You think you got Problems? Fuck You.


I am Laslo.


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