Anyone who has met me, or knows me for an extended period of time, knows my love for music. So many moments in my life can be traced back to friends, music, and booze… they just all go perfect together… Getting the latest CD, popping in Tercel’s ride, and stopping to get Big Gulps to fill with (fill in the blank) liquor. And most of the times, the music playing was RAP music. It was a staple in my life between the years 1987 (First time I heard License to Ill) and sometime in the 2001. What went wrong you might ask, easy, Tupac died and the music that started to come out after his death was absolute shit. The death of Tupac and Biggie is definitely the death of HipHop in America for me. Sure they were times after that I got excited about it, Eminem’s albums, and some Jay Z, mix in a few Common CDs, and the list for me after that is barren. Now granted my world itself has changed since then, wife and kids, and whatever. But what real changed since these 2 events was the quality for the HipHop music. The shit that gets thrown out there now on a daily basis is some of the most worthless things on the radio, I can’t imagine growing up now and listening to it. Everything is about rims, and bling, stupid teeth, freaks, and strippers. What ever happened to a good ole 40 oz., a drive by, and a blimp that read ‘Ice Cube’s a Pimp’? I’ll tell you, Eazy died from slinging his sauce across America and caught the HIV, Dre went on to do some great shit with Eminem but since the Chronic has not achieved the same type of success, and Ice Cube, wow, the saddest of all, he is apparently the next Bill Cosby, and is making family movie after family movie, yes the same guy that once yelled ‘F*ck the Police’, is now going to play the role of BA Baracus in the A Team movie that is certain to be a disaster (no word on if he will have the mo-hawk and fear of flying though). Today seems easier than ever to make a HipHop album, here is the formula:
- Sample some music
- Loop the same words over and over again (example Party like a Rock Star)
- Talk about stupid shit that has no social matters involved
- Get P Diddy to produce
- Get into a stupid verbal spat with another fellow
rapper, I mean hip hop artist
All this equals gold records and platinum teeth. Congrats HipHop world, you have managed to take something that was truly great, and brought a whole different generation in, and then somehow make it a gimmick. Now I see these jackasses with there pants down to the knees, 5 X shirts on a no X body, and a freaking black panty hose on there head. And if I have to hear about making it rain again, I’m going to lose my mind. We need Tupac back, to police these people, you think you would ever see Tupac in a 5 X shirt, hells no, he would be sporting his THUG LIFE tattoo on MTV and throwing 2 fingers in the air while spitting on the camera. Do I think anything will change, absolutely not, my greatest fear to see my son with a 5 X shirt, and not because he played video games the whole summer and ate chocolate cake for breakfast. But someone how I can’t hide him from this world for long, sooner or later he will rebel, we all did it, I choose NWA as my outlet, topped off with a little Geto Boys for good measure. Did I turn out a deviate? Did I someone how go crazy and perform drive bys myself? Did I get shot in the eye like Bushwick Bill? The answers to all of these questions is NO. What needs to change, nothing, there is absolutely nothing that can be done about stupidity, it has been around longer than all of us, I mean explain the success of Pet Rock, or Tom and Jerry cartoons, or even the Eagles.
In the end, Hip Hop Rap died, September 13th 1996, in a drive by no less, produced by P Diddy.
As always, comments welcomed
