Hip Hop Is (Almost) Dead
A lot of people, myself included, are anxious to put the final nail in the coffin of the atrocity that has become hip hop music. I continued to believe that hip hop had a coronary after watching some tool blasting horrid music out of his Sidekick for all to hear, remembering the day when it was cool to rock a boom box on the shoulder of your patched back denim jacket, only to see that rock box become a teenage girl texting device. However, it is not the fault of this one idiot on the 6 train this morning, or of any particular “rapper” out there. Hip hop has suffered the fate of anything that becomes popular, it gets watered down and designed for mass consumption. Once anything becomes so generic that my mom or a six year old thinks it is cool, I generally would vote that it should be brought out back and put out of its misery. Then I thought to myself, well everyone thinks I am the coolest thing since free needles at the pharmacy, and I don’t want to be shot 9 times (unless I am going to build a fake gangster rep out of it and start a lame rap/karaoke career), so I will give hip hop one more chance. I am putting the weight of the genre, perhaps unfairly onto the shoulders of a few that are out there right now. I need The Game, Lil’ Wayne (despite some slip ups) and Nas to continue doing their things, while schooling others on lyrics and talent. Just please don’t show up in a Boost Mobile commercial.
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