You know its time to evaluate our collective selves when we have other folk speaking sensible truths about the plight of our culture. More to the point, when a website such as ALLHIPHOP.com posts an interview with Gene Simmons of KISS, a White ROCK band, who effectively tells us that we need to watch the direction of our music lest we find ourselves by the wayside were in trouble!
First Bono addresses the audience of the NAACP Award Show by challenging us to help our own people in Africa suffering from AIDS (leading by example, mind you) and now this! Agreeing that the era of Punk Rock has passed, we may want to beware the Ides of March when such an icon of a once flourishing and now decayed phenomenon sees the same landscape on Hip Hops horizon. Recognizing the signs of an industry plagued by mimicked gimmicks and theatrics, Simmons can see the writing on the wall for the generational bridge that is our music. Out of the love and respect we claim to have for it, we have to retag the history of our culture lest we all suffer the irreversible consequences. Life is about (r)evolution, people change or die.
Were suffering from indigestion
and massive attacks waged in he(art) beats
From the ingestion of half-masticated and charred beef.
Im just indignant enough to suggest
weve exasperated he(art) disease
by feeding into the frenzy.
Im forced to lead an insurrection with flags wavin
To fight this normalcy with crisp inspection activated
This misdirection isnt exaggerated
rap is leading into misery.
Its the greed of the industry
you know companies must love it.
Misery loves company and companies love the budget.
Execs hug when were fussin
as we line corporate pockets.
Meanwhile, this weak mentality infiltrates artists
That dip into sets just to instigate arguments
This insulated markets an insult to a paying audience
too blind and absorbed to stop it.
But I can see! I meet such septic wisdom
With the hindsight of separatism.
I check blindsides with skepticism
despair is a radical threshold!
So if youre tired of this regulating pomposity
And ignorant folks celebrating
it with pompoms and screams
Separate from this monstrosity declare a manifesto!
If youre tired of matchin up the phantom menace
That just got clapped up in a stanza or sentence,
Dont stand for it, end it
the artists will change if no one listens!
If youre tired of average emcees
bringing stereotypes to life
With their battle MP3s soundin
as rote as Karaoke night
Theyll barely promote the plight if
enough of us strike the mission!
Otherwise, the writings on the wall.
Others will rise if we reach the height of our fall.
Others thrived but in spite of it all,
they were @ssed-out once their bridges crumbled.
When cleptos run records to the tune of sells,
Left exposed and un-refreshed, stale music will get shelved
Once fruitful units will fail as
cash crops crash from the drought of witless muddles.
So if youre tired of characters addressin
their insecurities over mics
Or caricatures stressin their immaturity vocalized,
Put up a fist of fury, convince the jury
to VOTE OR DIE Hip Hops life is at stake.
It cant happen overnight,
Im no aficionado of instant change.
I just know Im sick of this
Hip Hop of bravado and insipid gains
Its better to have a tentative delay than
to miss the game once its cycle is played.
© 2007 Reggie Legend
Steel Waters, Inc.