C.R.E.A.M.

Class rules everything around me, getcha money, dolla dolla bills, y'all!

There is an opinion, not held very widely, that Shakespeare, were he alive today, would be a rapper. I disagree. Look at this pansy.





The only rapping he would do is of Christmas gifts for his momma [oooh, burn!]. No seriously, I think he would wrap gifts for his mom. Shakespeare the son is little spoken about (as opposed to the playwright, the lover, etc), but I imagine him as quite dutiful. In fact, it's what I like to admire about him the most.

But in terms of deceased social forces that might or might not be rappers, we've got to - we simply must - give it up for Marx and Engels. They are the original OG, NWA, Rage Against the Machine, um...Common? (I think those are all the socially revolutionary rappers I know. Is Rage Against the Machine even rap? I just remember their music as being largely distasteful.) But as if you doubt, check out this little seen portrait.