I'm vexed, fumin', I've had it up to here
My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
-- Phife
It has been a long time since I met John Mack, but I knew his daughter well. Every time I hear his name, or that of Bill Cosby or Jesse Jackson or Chip Murray I don't know whether to clap or spit. Each of these old black men stands head and shoulders above us mere mortals, but I wonder if they haven't been on the stage too long. Perhaps one day when I see my friend's name in the paper instead of her father's, we'll know that the wheel has turned. In the meantime, they've got me quoting Phife.
I wonder what it is we have to do in my generation to catch the political baton. At the same time I wonder if there is an ample amount of currency remaining in it, coming from that old blackman direction. Do you hear what I'm saying?
Again Cos is in the news. This time I'm tired of hearing it. He delivered the wake up call last month. This month we're ready to go mountain climbing and he's still saying 'wake up'. Now is about the right time for Cosby to point in the direction of people who have written their PhD thesis some time during the last three decades, OK? We get the point, now hand off the baton.
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