Lightskin is in again..

But I'll be damned if it isn't gonna be a toughie gettin our #1 Spot back (word to Luda) on the heirarchy of Colored Folks...

2008 looked to be a bright year for us Others, The Darkies took a real major like L thanks to that jig Mike Vick and his "Fuck PETA" club meetings late in oh7. But just as us Chosen Ones gathered the fuctup idea that we were a shoe-in's for Top of the Non-White totem pole, (Messicans are holdin it down with the labor-4-cheap thang atm) T.I.(P.) set us back a few acres and a mule with his whole stockpiling automatic weapons gig. But with the Fresh Prince holdin the silver-screen down for us at the ass end of 'oh7, we were expecting a strong year in '08. I mean, looking back on teh oh'7 it appeared that we were due for a good new-year, The High Yellow Spurs took the 'ship, Dungy got a bowl ring, Fiddy ain't sold nuttin... Jigga revived the album blend game with AG... and that moody ass dust-head Budden dropped MM3 around X-mas. If that trend held strong, we were due for a good year right? Right.

But after decades of being played like only us good haired niggas can play bitches, Karma had enough of our shit and struck back. And boy-oh-boy does that bitch hit hard. She went along and pulled some Ol Dirty Bastard TORTURE MOTHAFUCKAS! type ish on us. The vengeful wrath of Karma blindsided us wonderfully melanin deficient folks like Ike's hand in a steam room. We seemed to be doin iite' after the ball dropped..Lupe came hard (paws.), Alicia Keys dropped some catchy shit to start us off on the R&B front.... but fuckin A'. Not even the combination of that nehrd kid and her fine dyke ass could save us from this shit.

First YN from XXL gets the axe out of nowhere after his tenure of like a million years there, which for some-reason-that-no-one-can-explain, sets us back. ALOT.

And then comes the icing on the cake. Some whacked out ass Texan decides to kidnap some chick he was datin' and make a hungry-man dinner out of her ass. Yes, he was goin Big Lurch on that bitch, minus the PCP. This my friends, has fuct us over for many a weekend at the club. Not only was he a yellow-fellow like us, but he had *BUMBUMBUMMMM* good hair. The only things we had going for us, this sucka nigga turned against us. So we must tan and get fades or opt for the Common hairdo until OJ fucks up again. Lord save us.


So..
I say to you, my Bright-Black bre'dren: Once we seeith our opening, we must striketh! T.O. may heal in time for the big game, and Denzel is back on his you-know. WE MUST RISE UPPPP.... Else we face sitting behind the messicans for another year. And we know how much fun that is.