YOU ARE THE PROTOTYPE: Yasiin Bey (Mos Def)
I hope that you're the one, if not you are the prototype...
"America should deal with cleaning up its own house, and stop fucking with people, and stop pursuing its international interests with such disregard for how these people live, their cultural ties. It's some crazy colonial invader, Ponce de León–type shit. "We're gonna civilize y'all with Jesus and democracy and Chicken McNuggets. What is this you're over here eating? Hummus? That's some bullshit. Here's some French fries, and let's put some honey glaze on 'em. Now you rockin'!"
- Spin Magazine, 2009
I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass The sun beat in between my shoulders like carnival drums I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow So then I would really be fly And then she arrived Like day break inside a railway tunnel Like the new moon,like a diamond in the mines Like high noon to a drunkard,sudden She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature Her skinny canvas for ultarviolet brushstrokes She was the sun's painting She was a deep cognac color Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city Her lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet And full for her mouth to hold I said,"You are beautiful,distress of mathematics." I said,"For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit." And give you lightning and thunder as dowry I would make the sky shed all of its stars like rain I would clasp the constellations around your waist And I would make the heavens your cape And they would be pleased to cover you They would be pleased to cover you May I please,cover you,please.
- "Love Rain"
I wanna say stank you, smelly much...