My homegirl FENDI called me up with tickets for the 50th annual HOT 97 SUMMER JAM. This was a great chance for me to see some of rap music’s new megastars like CHINGY and the EASTSIDE BOYZ, and don’t let me forget to mention JADAKISS! Why am I not motivated?!? Something is telling me that rap music has greedily fed on itself to the point that is now almost irrelevant.
I get so worn down when I listen to the lyrics of the new artists in the music. The glory of pushing bricks has long faded for me. Being a drug dealer is a full time job and any hustler that I ever encountered that was more interested in being a rapper than in focusing on the career he had in his hand ended up being a dead hustler. Who out here is for the kids? Where is PUBLIC ENEMY or X-CLAN or GANGSTARR or PETE ROCK and C.L. SMOOTH? Where is O.D.B.???
Combine the current tragically fallacious lyrics with the media attention from outlets that had formerly held an N.U.D.(NON URBAN DIRECTIVE) until they saw how much money rap was generating. I get pissed off when an entertainment outlet like MTV releases programs like “the 20 greatest rappers of all time” and KOOL G RAP is not on the list… and TUPAC is number one! Call me a hater.
I also must be getting old because on sunday I didnt go to the 100th annual PUERTO RICAN DAY PARADE. Now I have to wait another year before I can sing that song, ‘GUANTANAMERA! GUAJIRA GUANTANAMERA!’ It’s just as well because that event lost its luster when the police changed their groping laws enforcement. If you cant pull a complete stranger’s halter top off… where is the joy? I have never dated a Puerto Rican woman but I did go out with a Guaynese girl, which is equal to about half a Haitian, which is 3/4 of a Dominican, which is just as good as any Puerto Rican.
