Since then, beats and lyricism have been replaced with half-assed synthesizers and chourses consisting of "WHAT!?!?, YEAH!!!!!". Crunk and Snap music ( so to speak) have been the reigning supreme for the past 3-5 years (depending when you started to lose faith in hip-hop). Somehow, they end up selling millions of albums and receive massive airplay on MTV and BET (latter being an absolute given). Striking, isn't it.
Next we got rappers who can't rap, yet they claim to be the best rapper alive (yes, him). Let me give you an example:
"What is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
Tell those niggas beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
It's like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And I'm a, murderer
So I murdered it"
compare that to:
"I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patterin that be scatterin
Over the globe will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's Lon that's babblin
Grammatics that are masculine"
It's amazing of how hip-hop when from being introspective storytelling to trying to "superman dat hoe". These days it seems like lyrics don't even matter, but as long as you got the "hoes", bling" and "shot a nigga or two", you are a made man. And don't worry about the critics saying how you're destroying hip-hop, bragging how much bling you have or how hard you're tryin to incorporate you "street-life" into your career, you'll always have the support of dumb niggas or crew of people defending you because "your new joint is hot!!!".
Hip-Hop: 1978-2009, Rest in Peace.
Listen to (for god's sake):
Eric B. & Rakim-Paid in Full
http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?d2z5y02zjmz
http://www.last.fm/music/Eric%2BB.%2B%2526%2BRakim
(no credible Myspace account)
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