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Only Repping 4 Dead Presidents…


If I have learned anything from all my years on this planet is to believe absolutely nothing I hear from the mouths of preachers or politicians. Now I am going to have to add peddling poets to that list. The feel-good song for 2009 appears to be the Jay-Z remix verse for Young Jeezy’s ‘My President Is Black’.

Let me just say off the top that I was truly disappointed that negro Jeezy does not have a ‘Z’ anywhere in the song title when he knows good gotdamn well there should be at least one.

“What recession?” – (c) Young Jeezy

Once again Jay-Z brodies another person’s song and with the talent that he has shown us over the years he creates and anthem both simple and insipid as a sign of our times…

My president is Black
My Maybach too
And I’ll be goddamned if my diamonds ain’t blue
My moneys dark green
And my Porsche is light grey
And I’m headed for DC, anybody feel me?

My first question is how someone becomes YOUR president when you didn’t even vote?

My president is Black, in fact he’s half white
So even in a racist mind, he’s half right
If you’ve got a racist mind, you be aiight
My president is Black, but his house is all white


Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther could walk
Martin Luther walked so Barack Obama could run
Barack Obama ran so all our children could fly
So I’m a spread my wings, you could meet me in the sky

Martin Luther, the founder of the rap music reformation, or Martin Luther, the leader of the Black rock reformation? Anyhoo…

Already got my own clothes, already got my own shoes
I was hot before Barack, imagine what I’m gon’ do
Hello Miss America, hey pretty lady
Red white and blue flag, wave for me baby

Uggh, and BeYonce taught him that.

Never thought I’d say this shit, baby I’m good
You can keep your puss, I don’t want no more bush
No more war, no more Iraq
No more white lies, my president is Black

Obama won’t complete his term as president if any more of these songs are made

Jay-Z’s rendition is metrically built similar to Young Jeezy’s in that simple words are inserted with literal lightweight comparisons and contrasts. Jay-Z says no more Iraq, but you have to wonder where he plans on getting the fuel for his Porsche and his Maybach. The genius of the composition is that it is the rap music equivalent of chanting “U.S.A.”

Yeah, Barack Obama lives in the White House. “U.S.A.”

Rosa Parks, Martin Luther (King Jr. we’ll assume). “U.S.A.”

Miss America. “U.S.A.”

Four years of Black lies? “U.S.A.”

Let’s be clear, I’m not looking to hear something with the depth of the 95 Theses, or even the Letter from a Birmingham Jail because these are great and everlasting pieces of literature, you know, shit people took the time to write down. If you thought you have arrived at a moment in history that was truly important then why wouldn’t you use your talent to create something that is transcendent? Anybody can put some shit together that tells me what the color of their car is, and frankly, as rich as Jay-Z purports to be I’m embarrassed that he thinks his money is stlll green and not something that is colorless, odorless and totally electronically manipulated. Seriously, do you think really wealthy people even sully their fingers with cash?

I’m not hating on Jay-Z either as some of the lower life form so-called brains might utter in kneejerk unison. If there would be anyone that you would want to hit the ball 450ft. over the centerfield fence it would be the Jigga Man. He would redeem himself in my eyes from the man who created the anthem ‘Jigga My Nigga’ that I listened to a six year old sing while I stood on Fulton Street across from Albee Square Mall waiting on the B52 bus. Instead mighty Jay-Z struck out. I suppose it is equally fitting that Albee Square Mall has also been reduced to rubble. It makes me wonder also what has become of that child.

For the inauguration of what could be the first Hip-Hop president (bigger than African American) we are left wanting from everyone that was all too happy just to be at the party.

I just hope that someone will come to the artform again who respects the pad and the pen so that the true legacy will be recorded for history.

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