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Reviewed the new Fitty for the Washington Pizzy today.
And got Milk some ink too.
Labels: hip-hop, journalism, reviews
posted by Dan Charnas at 8:23 AM
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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Oh Joy! Yet another CD filled with mindless drivel from a former thug who instead of pushing drugs, is now trying to shove overpriced tap water down our throats. Gee, I can’t wait to hear this illiterate felon wax poetic about cleaning his semi-automatic arsenal, strippers swinging from poles in his living room or his media-created feud with Kanye West over who is the current titleholder of “Jackass of the Year.” I can’t think of anything else I would rather do besides listening to his CD… except maybe undergo a hysterectomy or have my toenails pulled off with a pair of rusty pliers.
The nonsensical ravings of a lunatic mind (if I may borrow a line from the classic movie “Young Frankenstein”) are of absolutely no interest to me. Why do I want to hear about people shooting each other or some parasite living off the women who allow themselves to be pimped out? If these rappers had an intelligence greater than a retarded fruit fly, they might be able to string together a few syllables about a topic of relevance instead of inflicting their endless diatribes of ego masturbations upon the already weary populace.
Why aren’t they rapping about the War in Iraq, the lack of health care in this country, the crooked politicians, the housing market, the fact that black women outnumber black men 25:1 at most HBCUs…ANYTHING with a hint of social relevance? I guess it’s too much to ask that the ruin their “street cred” by actually reading a newspaper or watching something other than the Source Awards and playing the latest Xbox game where the hero is the one carjacking innocent bystanders.
Let me just say for the record: I am not from “the hood”. None of the people in my intimate circle of friends are from “the hood”. Considering the disparity in crime statistics between my quiet suburban neighborhood and “the hood”, I don’t think I will be spending a great deal of time there in the near future. I mention this because it has always puzzled me as to why these rappers are allowed to get away with portraying “the hood” as someplace you would want to build a summer home and if you aren’t down with “the hood” lifestyle you aren’t really black or you have no credibility. However, the first thing they do when they get a little bit of money is to move OUT of the hood. Shouldn’t their “street cred” be compromised? Not that I blame them from wanting to live in a neighborhood free of drive-bys and drug deals, but don’t act like you are the biggest gangster on the block when the last crime that was committed in your development was the patio umbrella that went missing from your neighbor’s backyard.
Now that 50-cent has become a multi-gazillionaire pimping himself to Madison Avenue for an overpriced beverage, I am comforted by the fact that he will soon disappear from the music scene. How do I know this? There are a few key signs that almost guarantee that he is losing his popularity:
1. White America is no longer afraid of him. When you build your reputation as a gangsta-rapper and inspire fear in your fans you must be able to sustain that fear. Once they start inviting you over for dinner your career will take a nose dive. Ask Snoop if you don’t believe me.
2. He has endorsements. His current business dealings have made him the flavor of the month but thankfully that is about as long as it will last. People will buy his product for a hot minute and then realize they can get the same thing for half the price at the local 7-11.
3. He isn’t feuding with anyone. Come on…Kanye West? Is that the best you can do? You’ve got six inches and about 150 pounds on this guy. How in the world is this credible? Why not try picking on someone your own size like Mike Tyson? If nothing else their IQs are probably in the same range.
4. He smiles for the paparazzi. Granted if I had his money I would smile too, but if you are a hard-assed gangsta rapper, smiling is forbidden.
5. He has no talent, never has and never will. He is just one of many media created “entertainers” that have been given the golden ticket to super stardom by industry executives who not only don’t have the time and patience to cultivate real talent, but wouldn’t know what it was if it jumped up and bit them on the ass.
As the world has recently noticed that the empress that was Britney Spears is without clothing, I am confident that they will also soon realize that while 50-cent’s bank account may be overflowing, his raps aren’t worth a plug nickel.
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