Caviar-eating Ghetto Mafia

I woke up this morning with a song in my brain that I could not place. This drives me insane in its own special way. I hate half remembering a song and not being able to place it. All I could remember was that it was a weird retake on the old Gill Scott Herron “The revolution will not be televised” rap by a female MC. It bugged me all day and my google-fu was particularly weak. Finally, at about 11 o’clock tonight I was struck by a bolt from the gods and remembered a few lines from it and thus was able to track it down. It’s none other than our fine Russian friend DJ Vadim with Sarah Jones on a track called Your Revolution. Check it out, it’s a great tune.

Your revolution will not have me singing
ain’t no nigga like the one I got
And your revolution will not be sending me for no drip, drip 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
No no, not between these thighs

Posted in Flatbeat on Tuesday July 5, 2005.