We as a nation are a variety. The people in which you speak, Harvey, come in all colors-light and dark. So watch yourself-I might talk about that on 106 and Park.

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Mr. Harvey, my brotha we used to be cool

But then I heard something bad from my homies at school.

Last night on TV, infront of everybody right?

You started frontin, spitting crap about bout dark versus light

So for the first time in my life I’m usin hiphop to speak

Because there be something I gotta say, I’ve been writin all week

Mr. Harvey I don’t understand brotha, we all on the same side.

We all black, all shades, dude make up yo’ mind

And if obama aint black enough to be president

And my friend’s momma can barely get enough money for the rent

Would you tell me Mr. Harvey who’s blacker than him?

I’ll tell one thing, it ain’t Hillary Clinton.

Because she just like Bill Clinton, she as Caucasian as can be.

But don’t bring her in, this is between you and me.

The problem here brotha is we aint united as a people

Black people hating black people, Jesus up on the steeple.

When did this happen? Why did it come to this?

Sure some people are gunna hate me for askin this.

But this is buggin me man, I gotta go back.

Just exactly how could I gain the title of black.

Maybe I’d have to earn it, use the nword and such.

Well I’ll tell you one thing, the nword don’t say much.

Will Smith don’t use the nword, you think that be stopping him from

Dropping another hit, fasta and fasta the hatas do run

You gotta ask yo self man, what would Martin do? 

Martin loved people of all skin colors, that means he’d hate you.

I’m black too man, that means I just like yo son.

So what I came out lighter than you, dawg would you cut and run?

Where I come from, black people love black people, that’s just how it be.

Give each otha a nod, smile, walk in the street.

I aint used to all this hate brotha, maybe I’m sensitive

I loved yo show but now I’m not sure if it’s too offensitive.

You used to be my hero, I loved you – man I still do

But now you like cussin’ Kramer, dawg, to hell with you.

Fo’ real tho, I aint neva gunna hate on another brotha again

But if I evas on 106 an park, shoutin out to mah friends.

Imma go say something Mr. Harvey, I aint gunna front

Imma tell em for real, black people can’t pull these types of stunts

Ex-KKK be listening and they’ll use it to divide us

And just like the Berlin Conference ripped apart the africus

They gunna use your words to destroy us American Africans

And uneducated people, they ignorance gunna get us off track again.

As a people we gotta look to the future and get the hell outta the past.

So choose yo words carefully – brother, they tend to last.


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  • clay hurtubise on Mar 29, 2009

    Great piece. Last year Bill Cosby stated that the biggest thing holding back blacks is the infighting. The same applies to other minorities: I’m not only gay, I was disabled and expected to never work again. Gays are their own worse enemies, same with blacks. People need to work together and join other causes to gain rights and respect. We are all 99.99% alike, focus on that!
    Thanks.
    Clay

  • Elizabeth Abbott on Mar 29, 2009

    It has been said for a life-time: People are normal until we get to know them. Be yourself. Know the difference between right and wrong. And follow the path that is right.
    Your script could be another song!

  • Delivery of Vigilance on Mar 29, 2009

    very nice piece, fresh. Say hello to this patrick dude for me.

    -dov

  • Daisy Peasblossom on Mar 29, 2009

    BIG thumbs up! People fussing and fighting holds back just about anything. This is beautiful.

  • Mrs M on Mar 29, 2009

    Very strong words and the way you wrote them was such a new take on our typical poetry and creative writing. Well done.

  • Christine Ramsay on Mar 30, 2009

    A very passionate piece. Strong words are needed about a topic like this.

    Christine

  • Edward J Rodrigues on Mar 30, 2009

    that was a nicely written…

  • Luffy12 on Mar 30, 2009

    well written

  • Brenda Nelson on Mar 30, 2009

    I have to agree with Clay, “some” blacks are their own enemies, holding each other down rather than cheering them for success. Hip Hop is dumbing down black people faster than crack or any drug.

    Also I always find it interesting that the “N” word has a different meaning if a white person says it, than if a black one does… hmm…

    but racism within its own race is pointless..

  • Antonette Ramos on Mar 30, 2009

    excellent piece of work!!! it made me think, really… keep the pen writing… i love the way you write… your words are honestly expressed…

    :-)

  • Duff D Moss on Mar 30, 2009

    you definitely have a unique style – at least compared to those that I normally read here. I like it – I will be keeping an eye on you from now on

  • Sam Coyne on Mar 31, 2009

    This is really good. Well done =]

  • Kimberly Ann on Apr 1, 2009

    You are so right we do need to choose our words carefully. More important we need to understand the power of words and use them wisely.

    Keep writing this is great.

  • Dee Gold on Apr 3, 2009

    The title is already an important message

  • Abhichoco on Apr 4, 2009

    GREAT piece of work….very enlightening…
    and i must say u’ve made for urself a great following…
    great job..!!
    peace

  • Not a clue. on Apr 6, 2009

    I am not an american so the reference was lost on me completely making me miss out on the meaning off the piece.
    I could tell it was written so well it tended to grip.
    Keep on going on man!
    Just don\’t forget not everyone is a yankee doodle or a johnny reb.

  • starrlove9 on Apr 6, 2009

    Just keep on writing….You have alot of really good stuff to say.
    I really liked this.

  • Jo Terry on Apr 8, 2009

    Great piece of writing. It’s happening right here in Malaysia to the minorities too actually.

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