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For months, we've been hearing about Donald Trump's plans to celebrate the United States of America's 250th birthday this summer in grandiose, self-glorifying fashion via a range of events under the banner of Freedom 250. Wednesday, we learned about a key piece of that programming: the Great American State Fair, a series of concerts on the National Mall. The performers list looked something like an I Love The '90s Tour lineup, dotted with figures like Vanilla Ice, Milli Vanilli, C+C Music Factory, Young MC, and Poison's Bret Michaels.
Within hours, artists started dropping off the Great American State Fair. Morris Day & The Time, from ICE-besieged Minneapolis, announced Wednesday afternoon that "contrary to rumor," they will not performing: "It's A No From Me," Day wrote, along with a sunglasses emoji. Young MC dropped off the lineup Wednesday night, writing that "The artists were never told about any political involvement with the event." We should not expect the same retreat from C+C Music Factory.
While sitting on the toilet, Freedom Williams, the rapper who featured on the dance group's chart-topping jock jam "Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)," recorded a seven-minute video message explaining why he will still be doing the show even though he does not approve of Trump. Along the way, Williams — whose name is literally Freedom — says Barack Obama does not regret killing Muammar Gaddafi because Obama works "for the motherfuckers, the Zionists and the white capitalists," suggests that anyone who took the COVID vaccine will die from "poison in your arm," refers to Kid Rock as "that pussy n**** from Detroit" and "that skinny f*****," and asserts he'll vote for "fucking Genghis Khan, Hitler, and motherfucking Ivan the Terrible before I let you n****s tell me what to motherfucking do." He also estimates that the crowd at most of his shows is 90% white people and speculates that the vast majority of them vote Republican, implying that this will be just another day at the office for him. It's a lot of words to say "I need the money."
Here's a transcription of Williams' full rant from the porcelain throne:
Hey, yo, man. I just got some texts all day. I kind of been out the loop. Some people talking about, yo, Free, yo, you doing the Trump freedom show. Yo, you doing the show on the 25th, 250th anniversary of the U.S. with Donald Trump. I'm like, what? What are you talking about? They're like, yeah, man, social media, boom, boom, boom. People commenting on it. You know we're fucking with Trump. Celebrity n****s is calling me out. N****s I've known for years who know I don't fuck with Trump. N****, I'm a dog's life with Devon. I know where I stand. I know who the fuck I am. So I'm like, what are you talking about? My agent called me about three months ago and said, yo, you want to do a show the 25th in Washington? Yeah. I just did a show in Washington for the Mystics. I did a show six months ago in Washington. I do shows in Washington all the time. It's no big deal. He says, yeah, he didn't say nothing about Trump. He didn't mention Trump. So I'm getting all these calls. So I go online. I'm like, okay, so what's going on? So I told my agent, yeah, no, I ain't going to do that.
You know what I mean? But then as I thought about it, I'm getting all these texts telling me we're going to cancel C&C Music Factory, and we can't believe this is going to be a terrible show. Vanilla Ice, Young MC, and fucking, you know, Milli Vanilli and Bret Michaels, and it's a terrible show anyway. Let me tell you a n****s something. I don't fuck with Trump. I don't give a fuck about Trump. I don't give a fuck about Trump's family. I don't know the n****. I'm from New York. I know the n****. I know the type of fucking anarchy he creates. But the day I let you motherfuckers tell me what to do is the day I die. I want to make that shit motherfucking crystal clear. I do not live for none of you n****s. I will vote. Listen, I will vote for fucking fucking Genghis Khan, Hitler, and motherfucking Ivan the Terrible before I let you n****s tell me what to motherfucking do. You're the same n****s that voted for Obama who never did shit for you. Who actually the only person Gaddafi wanted to give Black people a billion dollars to open up their own banks and gold.
But you know what the US government told them? If you do that with so-and-so, you can never have that happen because we can never free black people. And then Obama got in office and they waited for Obama and Obama killed him. And Obama said, I regret killing Gaddafi. N****, you don't regret killing Gaddafi because you work for the motherfuckers, the Zionists and the white capitalists. You work for that motherfucker. So y'all can suck my dick with that don't do a show for Trump shit. I don't give a fuck about Trump. But I also don't give a fuck about you either, n****. You n****s talking about this and that. And you know, you guys are going to cancel. You can't cancel me. You n****s never brought me into existence. You ain't buying no records because they ain't putting out no records. So what you going to cancel, n****? I do 50 shows a fucking year. Damn near every weekend. I don't see not one of you n****s in the show buying my merchandise. You know who comes to 90% of my shows with Naughty By Nature, God bless the dead, Rob Base, Color Me Badd, All-4-One, Biz Markie, before he died.
You know who 90% of the people was at our shows? White people. You know who 70% of those white people probably voted for? Republicans. So you n****s don't fucking count. You need to stop being on social media thinking that your fucking opinion matters. It don't. Go talk to your mama. Your mama opinion matters. Only to you. Shit. You keep pushing me. I'll do the motherfucking show in North Korea. Pissing on a fucking American flag. Smoking a Cuban cigar. Drinking Venezuelan wine. Playing golf with motherfucking Kim Il-Jun. With an Iranian bitch on my lap. While Trump's standing there with his dick in his hand, that's how much of a fuck I give what you n****s think. I ain't motherfucking chilly, n****. You can't cancel me, pussy, because you don't exist. I done had three careers already in my life, and I'm barely just turned 60. You n****s are still working on one. Go fuck yourself. Yeah, Trump is fucked up. He let that white girl get shot in the face by the motherfucking ice pussies and all these other motherfuckers.
Yeah, it's fucked up. And it's damn near motherfucking neo... It's damn near Nazism. But if you think them Democrats... You don't think Bill Clinton gave... You think Bill Clinton gave a fuck about... I don't vote for none of these n****s. Let's be crystal clear. But I might do the motherfucking show. Me, Bret Michaels, Vanilla Ice. What's that pussy n**** from Detroit named? That skinny f*****, that... Oh, Kid Rock? Who else you want to put on this show? I don't give a fuck, n****. I'm God's cypher divine. I'm born Freedom, God of law. I'm God. You n****s do not dictate shit to me. So you can do what the fuck you want to do. Like I said, fuck Trump and fuck you too. But I just might do it, n****, and you can't cancel shit. You n****s act like you got some power sitting behind a motherfucking computer with your little ass titty bitty Twitter fingers. Sausage packing ass you must be crazy. I ain't that man — I, I, I — when I heard about Trump I was like "I ain't with Trump," but I don't give that two thoughts because I know that they killed us. Half you took the vaccine, half of you is gonna die anyway because you got poison in your arm. Worry about that. Worry about the air you breathing and the food you eating and not worrying about what show a n****'s doing to feed his family while you bum-ass n****s deliver pizza.
What the fuck wrong with you? And you white boys, mind your fucking business. Because your motherfucking wife's a Trumper or your brother-in-law or your father's a Trumper. And when y'all sit down at your fake-ass Christmas and your fake-ass Thanksgiving, y'all chopping it up and passing around Bud Light. Y'all don't give a fuck about n****s. Y'all gonna make this pretty 60-year-old n**** unleash on you motherfuckers? Talk about, yo, you're gonna cancel Vanilla Ice, that motherfucking Milli Vanilli, and that's the worst 250th anniversary. Y'all don't give a fuck about 250 years of motherfucking capitalism and death. It's 250 years of straight murder. You n****s are so caught up in the fucking moment, you don't remember the past, and you damn sure can't see the future. You better worry about your wife fucking the mailman, n****. And you bitches better sew your pussies up because you're whoring. You n****s, what you do? I'm sitting on the toilet taking a shit. Ironically. Slap your ass in the face with some fucking wet napkins.
Call Trump right now and say, yo, Trump, fuck these n****s. I'm with you. And I don't even like that n****. Him and Tiger Woods. That fake n****. Call that n**** too. Get the whole motherfucking MAGA crew. Maybe I'll get some money. Fuck outta here. Liberals. Republicans. Conservatives. Democrats. Neocons. All of that shit is fake. The black man is God. Pussy.
It's not quite "It's your world, and I'm just a squirrel tryna get a nut, so move your butt," but I suppose it's poetic in its own way.
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