Friday, 2 February 2007

the motherf***ng revolution will not be televised?

Tricky territory here - unstable ground so to speak. I gave this a lot of thought and examined myself for ugly psychic crannies. I found some old navel fluff, five raisins and a piece of cheese, but in the end I reckon these are fair comment on the wigga and gangsta phenomenon/delusion/coral. We're talking INAUTHENTIC here. We're talking good old fashioned standard issue human convenience BOLLOCKS. Gil Scott Heron would probably have agreed.

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