Never mind Shakespeare’s more adept philosophical phrasing "To be or not to be": such quasi-metaphysical soul-searching belongs to an age of the past. Today’s coming up generation must needs redefine the Old Bard's puzzlement to fit a rocking boogie tempo more to the liking of their hip-hopping lip-rapping finger-licking new age party down rapster mind mentality . . .
and therefore “to be or not to be” rightly must redefine itself to something closer to the real nitty gritty, to the funky getdown, to the essence of the nut and the nut of the essence, namely: to steal or not to steal, that is the question! And also the answer since any fool done know if you needs what they’s got and u can quick-finger make off with it there ain’t no calamity Jane a-waitin’ in the chicken-lickin’ hot spicy wings so long as you ain’t got to do no hard time then shopliftin’ is cool
but only up to a point the point being where they see you catch you string you up figuratively literally metaphorically which is when your finger is up in the air and you giving the ol’ “forget you!” sign to the Man who then breaks your finger off at the bottom of your spine so u be hurtin’ a dam long time which means stealin’ ain’t no longer cool nor good for your shade of color and skin tan if u want to live longer than tomorrow /
so no more “this is mine and this is yours” / u steal from me you don’t steal from mine / but the golden rule has always been a foot up your ass so who got the gold ain’t the fool eating from the dumpster / ain’t the pothead smokin’ up the chimney stack with Santa Nobody / ain’t the junkie smellin’ stuff he ain’t got no business smelling /
ain’t your old lady doing it hot and right or your ex-whatever calling u to tell u she gonna fix your wagon like you ain’t never been fixed before / like u ain’t got no need for all 4 wheels spinnin’ faster than them circles around the sun moon stars right after you been knocked out and a second before u comes back to / ain’t nothing really black in this world any more except the final knockout / only the color by itself which ain’t even no color lest you got a different color / unless u got the rainbow in your soul / I ain’t sayin’ stealin’ is cool ‘cos it ain’t / but I ain’t saying it’s always wrong ‘cos I ain’t no Puppet Fool for the Man / and it ain’t ‘cos you can do it that makes it this or that / it’s what your heart tells you just like anything else in this ol’ world /
but don’t come a-cryin’ and a-bitchin’ to me if you don’t know the Man’s law and they use it to make a shroud to wrap your lawless lifeless bloodless body / u ain’t got no reason to complain / u go outlaw road and u die outlaw dead / then shut your yap / u ain’t got no right to complain / to steal or not to steal is not the only friggin’ question a mind can ask / get your ass out of the gutter and live like a man live like a woman live like an LGBT or whatever the hell u think u is /
I am done preachin’ to a sea of fools / to think or not to think / to question or not to question / to obey or not to obey / Brother Martin the Reverend asked u to be righteous / u remember / that is the only path fork choice that really matters / u either rise or u sink / ain’t nobody gonna choose to go thru life treadin’ water / treadin’ blood forever-and-ever /
u either sink to the bottom of the stinkhole or u rise with the rising sea the risin’ tide of people everywhere fightin’ for a chance to live a better life / fightin’ for you and fightin’ for me brother! don’t worry about the small stuff but keep your eyes on the prize of a soul victorious and a life worth livin’ / a life that means something to somebody /
when u is all said and done and finished and buried who gonna remember you if you ain’t willing to stand up and be counted among the righteous? Fight for justice, brother! let the chips / dominoes / fake bills fall where they may / u don’t need no fake currency to know love / friendship / a righteous life / u is the real thing /
show people you got a mind and a heart and a soul / show them u dig what it means to be your own person / not a copycat phony imitation of something that ain’t got no business taking the place of something as fine and real as you / “No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream!”
and therefore “to be or not to be” rightly must redefine itself to something closer to the real nitty gritty, to the funky getdown, to the essence of the nut and the nut of the essence, namely: to steal or not to steal, that is the question! And also the answer since any fool done know if you needs what they’s got and u can quick-finger make off with it there ain’t no calamity Jane a-waitin’ in the chicken-lickin’ hot spicy wings so long as you ain’t got to do no hard time then shopliftin’ is cool
but only up to a point the point being where they see you catch you string you up figuratively literally metaphorically which is when your finger is up in the air and you giving the ol’ “forget you!” sign to the Man who then breaks your finger off at the bottom of your spine so u be hurtin’ a dam long time which means stealin’ ain’t no longer cool nor good for your shade of color and skin tan if u want to live longer than tomorrow /
so no more “this is mine and this is yours” / u steal from me you don’t steal from mine / but the golden rule has always been a foot up your ass so who got the gold ain’t the fool eating from the dumpster / ain’t the pothead smokin’ up the chimney stack with Santa Nobody / ain’t the junkie smellin’ stuff he ain’t got no business smelling /
ain’t your old lady doing it hot and right or your ex-whatever calling u to tell u she gonna fix your wagon like you ain’t never been fixed before / like u ain’t got no need for all 4 wheels spinnin’ faster than them circles around the sun moon stars right after you been knocked out and a second before u comes back to / ain’t nothing really black in this world any more except the final knockout / only the color by itself which ain’t even no color lest you got a different color / unless u got the rainbow in your soul / I ain’t sayin’ stealin’ is cool ‘cos it ain’t / but I ain’t saying it’s always wrong ‘cos I ain’t no Puppet Fool for the Man / and it ain’t ‘cos you can do it that makes it this or that / it’s what your heart tells you just like anything else in this ol’ world /
but don’t come a-cryin’ and a-bitchin’ to me if you don’t know the Man’s law and they use it to make a shroud to wrap your lawless lifeless bloodless body / u ain’t got no reason to complain / u go outlaw road and u die outlaw dead / then shut your yap / u ain’t got no right to complain / to steal or not to steal is not the only friggin’ question a mind can ask / get your ass out of the gutter and live like a man live like a woman live like an LGBT or whatever the hell u think u is /
I am done preachin’ to a sea of fools / to think or not to think / to question or not to question / to obey or not to obey / Brother Martin the Reverend asked u to be righteous / u remember / that is the only path fork choice that really matters / u either rise or u sink / ain’t nobody gonna choose to go thru life treadin’ water / treadin’ blood forever-and-ever /
u either sink to the bottom of the stinkhole or u rise with the rising sea the risin’ tide of people everywhere fightin’ for a chance to live a better life / fightin’ for you and fightin’ for me brother! don’t worry about the small stuff but keep your eyes on the prize of a soul victorious and a life worth livin’ / a life that means something to somebody /
when u is all said and done and finished and buried who gonna remember you if you ain’t willing to stand up and be counted among the righteous? Fight for justice, brother! let the chips / dominoes / fake bills fall where they may / u don’t need no fake currency to know love / friendship / a righteous life / u is the real thing /
show people you got a mind and a heart and a soul / show them u dig what it means to be your own person / not a copycat phony imitation of something that ain’t got no business taking the place of something as fine and real as you / “No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream!”
The Reverend was a-preachin’ to save your soul man / to save the souls of all of us / ain’t it time we stood up and shined? Ain’t it time to be a-knowin’ and a-sayin’ we done heard the Reverend speak the true-blue gospel loud and clear and its echoes keep on a-ringing in our souls? Ain’t it time?
Damn it Brothers and Sisters
AIN’T IT TIME!!!
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