“Your Revolution Will Not Be Televised Between These Thighs”
By Sara Jones
Dedicated to all the women and men struggling to keep their self-respect in this climate of misogyny, money-worship, and mass production of hip-hop's illegitimate child, "hip-pop", and especially to Gil Scott-Heron, friend, living legend and proto-rapper, who wrote The Revolution Will Not Be Televised. And you know how we do it in the hip-hop hop generation y’all: This is the remix. much respect.
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
The real revolution ain’t about booty size the Versaces you buys or the Lexus you don’t drive
And though we have lost biggie smalls baby your notorious revolution will never allow you to lace no lyrical douche in my bush
Your revolution will not be you killing me softly with Fugees
Your revolution aint gon knock me up without no ring or no plans
and produce little future MC’s because THAT revolution will not happen between these thighs
And your revolution will not find me in the backseat of a jeep with LL, hard as hell, doin it and doin it and doin it well
Your revolution will not be you smacking it up, flippin’ it, or rubbin it down,
nor will it take you downtown or humpin around because THAT revolution will not happen between these thighs
And your revolution will not have me singin “Ain’t no nigga like the one I got”,
Your revolution will not be yo ass sending me for no VD shot,
And your revolution will not involve me feelin your nature rise or helping you fantasize because THAT revolution will not happen between these thighs
And no, my Jamaican brother, your revolution will not make you feel BOMbastic and really fantastic
and have you gropin in the dark for that rubber wrapped in plastic
And you will not be touchin your lips to my triple dip of French vanilla butter pecan chocolate deluxe, or havin Akinyele’s dream,
A six-foot blow-job machine
Oh you wanna subjugate your queen?
think I should put that in my mouth just 'cause you made a few bucks, [please]
Your revolution will not be you dyeing your hair platinum blonde, singin’ bout what we gon do all night long cause all you wanna see is that thong-tha-thong-thong-thong, because THAT revolution will not happen between these thighs
But, what your revolution makes me wonder where could we go if we could all drop the empty pursuit of props
and the ego revolt back to our Roots,
use a little Common sense on a Quest to make love De La Soul, no pretense...but
your revolution will not be you flexing your little sex and status to express what you feel;
your revolution will not happen between these thighs will not happen between these thighs
will not be you shaking and me …… eventually faking between these thighs
because…why? Because the Revolution, when it finally comes, for ALL of us, it’s gon’ be real.
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