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The Boiling Point (Rap At Its Worst)

Turntables, baselines, beats, scratching, EMcing and chanting anthems like, "Wave your hands in the air and wave'em like you just don't care!" (DJ Kool Herc and the Herculoids) gave you a reason to stand on your feet and clap. B-Boys, B-girls, graffiti murals, and concrete also help shape and define the vision of hip-hop. The simple concepts of story telling about self-hype, (The Furious Five) "The Message" expressing self-awareness, and then the dynamic push toward powerful political points (Public Enemy) "Fight the Power" took this still growing sensation to another level. Fresh lines like, “Just start to chase your dreams, Up out your seats, make your body sway, Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way, Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream, Love Life Live.” (Afrika Bambaataa's Planet Rock) it was poetry such as this that influenced today’s acts.

A multifaceted vision that began with old school basement and street jam rapping sessions that tapped into the mainstreams of radio and television airwaves across the world. Now, Hip-Hop is one of the most influential and still can be the most positive way that poetry and culture can be enforced. This documentary phenomenon has literally developed in front of our eyes. This was the beginning of a Picasso in progress. The elements of a Bass line and a beat simply defined the underlined complexity of this astounding culture. Back in the slavery days black folks sang and free styled their troubles and prayers to the beat of their hearts on fire. The transformation was reawakened in the late 1960’s when street organizations put this renowned culture to work.

The long breaks of old Motown sounds that has been reduplicated and implicated in the hip-hop culture as of today. With r&b groups and solo artists such as Guy, R. Kelly, Jodeci, TLC, Keith Sweat, Usher, and Mary J. Blige displayed that a song isn’t a hit without the inspiration and silhouette of hip-hop. Sampling historical sounds of old gospel, jazz, classical, rhythm and blues, soul, funk, disco, and rock became the repetitive cluster that reinvented hip-hop over, over, and over again. Historical names planted the respect for this culture and leads as an example like, The "Rappers Delight" by the Sugar Hill Gang was an international hit and became one of the best selling "12" inch records ever, at that time selling over 2 million copies world wide. This is where the legendary title "Hip-Hop" was crowned.

But today we lost this very essence due to money hungry, bling-bling wearing, grill chopping, whip riders, and hip-hop hoe honeys. Today we get by with catchy hooks and punch lines to tap into the mainstream of a billion dollar business. We turned culture into an industry filled with monetary venture. We went from profound poetry, windbreakers, and Addias to spinning rims, flashy teeth, and weighed down jewelry, to push up bras, tight spandex pants to bathing suits and now raw flesh being showed as our representation of hip-hop.

As of today we have very few artist that continues to nurture from the breast of the real culture of hip-hop. Artists like Common, Roots, Talib Kweli, and Mos Def; just to name a few kept their poetic grind. What was once defined as real hip-hop culture manifested into untalented, script reading zombies that rely on platinum and diamonds, naked women, false pasts, and gangster characters to sell their albums.

How real is hip-hop today? It’s as real as the cartoon network. A matter of fact the cartoon network has more realization and believability than today’s hip-hop scenery. What was once known as hip-hop is now known as “the industry” and it’s sickening to watch the horror today we call rap and hip-hop.

I’m calling the atrocity as I see it. We don’t have hip-hop today... what we have is a gimmick full of actors, script reading, chalk riding, pornographic, industry animated, ice heads that prey upon the loyal misguided viewers with a desperate appetite and thirst for not just the residue of the real thing but 'the legends of the past.'

WRITTEN BY:3RDINTELLECT