Because the English language is a multifaceted oration Subject to indefinite transformation Now you may think that it is ignorant to speak broken English But I’m here to tell you that even “articulate” Americans sound foolish to the British So when my Professor comes on the block and says, “Hello” I stop him and say “Noooo … You’re being inarticulate … the proper way is to say ‘what’s good’” Now you may think that’s too hood, that’s not cool But I’m here to tell you that even our language has rules So when Mommy mocks me and says “ya’ll-be-madd-going-to-the-store” I say “Mommy, no, that sentence is not following the law Never does the word "madd" go  before a present participle That’s simply the principle of this English” If I had the vocal capacity I would sing this from every mountaintop, From every suburbia, and every hood ‘Cause the only God of language is the one recorded in the Genesis Of this world saying “it is good" So I may not always come before you with excellency of speech But do not judge me by my language and assume That I’m too ignorant to teach ‘Cause I speak three tongues One for each: Home, school and friends I’m a tri-lingual orator Sometimes I’m consistent with my language now Then switch it up so I don’t bore later Sometimes I fight back two tongues While I use the other one in the classroom And when I mistakenly mix them up I feel crazy like … I’m cooking in the bathroom I know that I had to borrow your language because mines was stolen But you can’t expect me to speak your history wholly while mines is broken These words are spoken By someone who is simply fed up with the Eurocentric ideals of this season And the reason I speak a composite version of your language Is because mines was raped away along with my history I speak broken English so the profusing gashes can remind us That our current state is not a mystery I’m so tired of the negative images that are driving my people mad So unless you’ve seen it rob a bank stop calling my hair bad I’m so sick of this nonsensical racial disparity So don’t call it good unless your hair is known for donating to charity As much as has been raped away from our people How can you expect me to treat their imprint on your language As anything less than equal Let there be no confusion Let there be no hesitation This is not a promotion of ignorance This is a linguistic celebration That’s why I put "tri-lingual" on my last job application I can help to diversify your consumer market is all I wanted them to know And when they call me for the interview I’ll be more than happy to show that I can say: “What’s good” “Whatagwan” And of course …“Hello” Because I’m “articulate” Thank you.
Sepse gjuha angleze eshte e folur me shume aspekte E nenshtruar transformimeve te pa kufizuara Tani ju mund te mendoni qe eshte injorance  te flasesh anglisht te thyer Por une jam ketu t'ju them  qe edhe Amerikanet "elokuente" degjohen qesharak te Britaniket. Pra kur Profesori im del tek lagja  dhe thote "Tungjatjeta" Une e ndaloj dhe them "Joooo... Po ben si i pa artikuluar menyra e sakte ta thuash eshte "C'kemi" Tani ju mund te mendoni se kjo eshte  shprehje rrugacesh, qe nuk eshte "cool" Por une jam ketu t'ju them  qe edhe gjuha jone ka rregulla Dhe kur mami me perqesh dhe thote "juve keni shkalluar per te shkuar ne dyqan" Une them "Mami, jo, kjo fjali  nuk po ndjek rregullat Kurre nuk shkon fjala "te shkalluar"  perpara nje pjesore te tashme Ky eshte thjesht nje parim i kesaj Anglishteje" Nese kisha aftesine vokale do ta kendoja kete nga cdo maje mali nga cdo rrethine dhe cdo geto Sepse i vetmi Zot i gjuhes eshte  ai qe eshte shenuar ne Gjenezen e kesaj bote duke thene "Eshte e mire" Pra une mund te mos qendroj gjithmone para jush me fjalim te shkelqyer Por mos me gjykoni nga gjuha ime dhe pretendoni se jam teper injorante per te dhene mesim sepse flas tre gjuhe Nje per secilen: shtepine, shkollen, dhe miqesine. Jam nje orator trigjuhesh Disa here jam e qendrueshme me gjuhen time pastaj e nderroj qe te mos me merzitet me vone Disa here duhet te mundem me dy gjuhe kur perdor tjetren brenda ne klase Dhe kur gabimisht i trazoj Ndihem si e marre, sikur...po gatuaj ne banjo E di qe mua mu desh te marr hua gjuhen tuaj sepse timen e vodhen Por nuk mund te prisni nga  une te flas te gjithe historine tuaj kur e imja eshte e thyer. Keto fjale jane folur Nga dikush qe eshte thjesht e merzitur me idealet Eurocentrike te kesaj kohe Dhe arsyeja qe une flas nje variant  te perzier te gjuhes tuaj eshte sepse e imja ishte perdhunuar  bashke me historine time Flas Anglishte te thyer keshtuqe  plaget e thella te na kujtojne Qe gjendja jone e sotme nuk eshte mister Jam kaq e lodhur prej imazheve negative  qe po cmendin njerzit e mij. Nese s'e ke pare duke vjedhur nje banke, mos thuaj qe floku im eshte i keq Me ka ardhur ne maje te hundes nga kjo pabarazi raciale absurde Dhe mos thuaj qe eshte i mire,  pervec se floku jot njihet qe dhuron neper shoqata bamirese Me kaq sa eshte marr me dhune  larg nga njerzit e mij Si mundesh te presesh nga une te trajtoj  gjurmen e tyre ne gjuhen tende si dicka me pak se e barabarte Mos u ngaterro Mos u ndrydh Ky nuk eshte nje promovim injorance Ky eshte nje celebrim gjuhesor Dhe kjo eshte arsya qe une shkruajta  "trigjuhesh" ne kerkesen e punes Une mundem te zgjeroj tregun  tuaj te konsumatoreve eshte ajo qe doja te dinin per mua Dhe kur te me marrin ne telefon per intervisten Do jem teper e gezuar tu tregoj qe mundem te them: "C'kemi" "C'kemi" dhe natyrisht..."Tungjatjeta" Sepse jam "elokuente" Ju falemnderit.