But who are the conscious rappers of today, the enlighteners whose devastating dissertations depicting disillusionment, disenfranchisement and dilapidated neighborhoods are being articulated and demanding redress? Where are our “phraseologists” whose messages representing hope, uplift and sociopolitical consciousness is a light that peaks through the rubble of rancid rap like the sunrays that poke through Venetian blinds and awaken its listeners? Who are this generation’s word warriors?
They are among us, these mantels of manhood, these pillars of promise, these foundations of ferocity and fearlessness. We just have to support them and lift them up on our shoulders so that their light can beam across the barren landscape and give life to the seeds of greatness buried beneath the layers of hopelessness, hardship and iniquity.
Let’s take a peak behind the curtain:
— terry shropshire