A telegram to hiphop

Dear Hip Hop stop. This shit has gone too far stop. Please see that mixer and turntables are returned to Kool Herc stop. The ghettos are dancing off beat stop. The master of ceremonies have forgotten that they were once slaves and have neglected the occasion of this ceremony stop. Perhaps we should not have encouraged them to use cordless microphones, for they have walked too far from the source and are emitting a lesser frequency (stop). Please inform all interested parties that cash nor murder have been added to the list of elements stop. We are discontinuing our current line of braggadocio, in light of the current trend in “realness” stop. As an alternative, we will be confiscating weed supplies and replacing them with magic mushrooms, in hopes of helping niggas see beyond their reality stop. Give my regards to Brooklyn. Saul Williams – Selftitled Album. Wederom: Daar sta je dan met de vouwen in je Dickies en dat goud in je mikkie….Saul Williams begrijpt de hiphop zoals het was. Check het uit