Kill that Nigga

Kill that Nigga  || www.dearblackamerica.com || Khalifih Alan

 

“I’m a nigga, he’s a nigga, she’s a nigga, we some niggas, wouldn’t you want to be a nigga too?” Eric Eazy-E Wright (NWA)  

 

The word nigga has been a staple in the black community here in America, as long as there’s been a black community here in America. Some of us don’t even know where it came from or how it was used against us. The issue that rose as time went on was that we grew to embrace this revolting term, owning it even becoming morbidly proud of it like a warrior and his battle scars. We stood up and defended it and our right to use it exclusively while being ready to go to war should any one else utter our word. It was our way of connecting and communicating with our brothers. “This nigga, that nigga, these niggas. Nigga. Nigga. Nigga.” We used it so casually we made it cool, we made it too cool. We made it so cool that its origins and destructive purpose were forgotten altogether. Now say it to yourself, let it roll off of your tongue. “Nigga”  It tastes foul in your mouth, doesn’t it? No one can deny that it’s an ugly word. It’s a five letter curse word because actually it is a cursed word.

Let’s take a quick dash through history so we’re all caught up. Negro is the Spanish word for black, referring to our skin color. It has Latin roots in the word niger but when European slave traders got a hold of it, it evolved into nigger. The term was used to dehumanize us into one great faceless black mass that could be used and abused, even murdered without conscience. It was a term of hatred used to degrade and demonize to separate and subjugate, and it has worked. This method of verbal enslavement was embedded deep into our psyche. It’s a self fulfilling prophecy: If I speak to you as a subservient, in time you will learn to respond as a subservient; and since I owned that title I have lived my life as  a subservient and that’s hard to admit.

So now I ask myself, how could a word possess a man’s mind? Well, there’s a lot to a name. You would not name your child trash, or your wife bitch or whore, because if you did that for 400 years it would drastically change who they were and how they saw themselves. This is a wartime tactic like basic rules of engagement, a system of propaganda is used to reduce it’s victims to a subhuman status making them easier to misuse and kill because there is less empathy for a kike, gook, jap, wetback, or nigger than there is for a fellow human being. The word was meant as an attack on Black America, then it took on a new dimension when the victimized party took ownership of the insult completely submitting to all of its negative implications and derogatory characteristics. “I became the mythical nigga they always wanted me to be. This racist slur labeled me less than and once convinced i have become less than.” It’s frightening to consider the depth of this perception .

I listened to street rap for decades, the hard stuff… Automatic gunfire and nigga murdering metaphor on top of nigga murdering metaphor so by the time I finished an album I’d heard a hundred niggas killed in a hundred different bars but I’d never once have I heard a song that glorified killing white men and this is because buried inside the chained brains of these rappers is the poisonous understanding that niggas lives are worthless. Black lives matter but niggas ain’t shit. This obvious contradiction is insane to me. I believe this word is one of the deadliest, creeping killers of black youth today; like nigga is a cancer festering in the brain of black america.

Now, I am not a saint, this word has lived in my mouth since the 90’s and I’m not the guy to preach but, “when I was a child I spoke as a child, etc.” This hateful word with it’s insidious ideology has evolved again in recent years. Somehow it’s now acceptable for mexicans, asians, even white girls to use this term in an endearing brotherly way. It blows my mind every time I hear it. It still feels racist and wrong coming out of  their mouths. Even though they pronounce it with an “A” and not the “ER”. You know, as if broth-a is all that different from broth-er. Wrong. Same word, same meaning.

But times are changing, now we appear to be in a revolution of black consciousness. With movies like black panther helping to reconnect our community with the pride of our roots, this is a good time to let that negative term go. It’s time that the tattoo faced, pink and red haired, white boy rappers take ownership of that word. Let them be the new niggas now. Since America has once again borrowed something from black culture we should once again let them have it, especially, something we never wanted in the first place.

A cursed name placed on our blessed people. It’s time we do what so many rap songs have suggested, kill that nigga and not the poor black child we all know it’s speaking of, but kill the word nigga by removing it from our brains like the cancer that is. It’s time we evolve our understanding of the power in words and use that power to empower ourselves. For the next 400 years we will call ourselves kings, leaders, fathers, men and reap the benefits that this has on our psyche and self worth.

I am buried under concrete and steel. I live in the world that America physically constructed to contain it’s nigga problem. The first step to breaking out of this situation is breaking out of the nigga mindset. I am better than that racist label they put on me. We are better than that racist label they put on us.

In 2007, the NAACP had a symbolic funeral where they buried the word nigga even then they recognized it’s culture corroding qualities and here we are 11 years later and this corpse is still lingering around like some type of zombie from the walking dead. Let’s be the generation that kills it. Let’s put this stinking thing in the ground and let the nation know, nigga is dead.

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