This Is Why I’m Read…
A lot of you humps were obviously turned out by Bol’s presence on the internets. No one previously made you rethink your devotion to your heroes of Hip-Hop hypocrisy. That’s why many of you confuse me with him. I don’t have a misplaced devotion to idiots either. The truth is that I’m not Bol though and some of you are just going to have to deal with the fact that I’m here at XXL Mag Dot Com as long as they want me here to school you clowns on what Hip-Hop really means.
Most of you cats are too young to even understand the difference between emcees and rappers. You don’t know how to use Hip-Hop to expand your mind to other genres of music or global thought because your mind is only tuned into rap music, and bad rap music at that. I don’t care how much shit you have listened to via download either. Until you expand your knowledge of Hip-Hop outside of America’s borders you won’t be keeping your shit thorough. Go copp some French Hip-Hop in honor of your boy, Tony Parker. Go dig up some Sengalese or Nigerian rap music if you are a fan of that gully, hardbody street shit. For those of you that love that party rap you should copp some Brazilian Hip-Hop.
Bol’s last drop described the entire struggle of young African Americans to a tee. Black people stay losing because their children all want to look like furloughed prison inmates. That’s acceptable for the segment of Blacks that have been to jail, but for the homeowning strivers that long to live next to white folks having children that wear du-rags is the surest sign that MLK’s dream has been deferred. What happened to the values and the work ethic that Blacks used to have? I think the privilege that has been broadcast on television has gone to their heads. Not just Black kids are suffering from the middle class malaise, but white kids as well. At this rate the world will be run by Asians in no time. Speaking of Asia, no place respects all the elements of Hip-Hop culture like Japan does.
What is it going to take to change a generation’s mindset? What is needed to make these people want more of themselves and the others that they come in contact with? One of Hip-Hop’s trademark images is that of the cipher where people exchange language and ideas in an attempt to find a higher level of skill and understanding. Until the cipher mentality returns into rap music I don’t see any future for the people that consume the music. There’ll be nothing left except nursery rhymes and narcotic pills on the ryhmescape. Rainy days are ahead of us unless we can convince the fans of Hip-Hp culture that being motivated, dedicated and educated is that new fly shit. I’m hopeful that a change is gonna come.
That’s why I write for XXL Mag Dot Com.