Dear Hip Hop,
My Granny warned me about you.
“You know that rap music, better than you know your school
work huh?”, she uttered almost daily. That was true though. I was probably the
only 10 year old at an Honor Roll banquet that knew “10 Crack Commandments”
word for word. It was mad awkward bringing home 4.0s in high school, and having
my parents ask, “are you sure you want to do MUSIC for the rest of your life?”
But, I’m super blessed that they never pressured me in another direction. They’ve
always trusted that I’d find a way to combine my intelligence, and my love for
Hip Hop. That’s pretty much how I started writing about it, it was a compromise
if you will, a best of both worlds kind of thing.
How did I fall in love with Hip Hop? Well, it’s a long
story. I remember falling in love with music long before I fell in love with
Hip Hop. My Grandfather, Rudolph Martin Cosse’, whom I share a middle, and last
name with, was a huge music enthusiast, and huge inspiration on my life. He
passed away about 3 years ago when I was 19, and music became so much more important
to me afterwards. In a room full of people, he would blast his radio with no
regards for who didn’t want to hear what he was playing, including me. Imagine myself,
my siblings, and my cousins, all pretty much around the same age, having to sit
there and listen to Ray Charles……for hours! We were livid, until one day, it
just clicked, I don’t remember why, but Ray Charles’ “Georgia” came on, and I fell
in love with the song. From thence forward, I was in love with music. But of
course, when you’re a kid, and Ray Charles is your favorite artist, you’re a
weirdo, so I had to adapt to the times. In comes Hip Hop. My Dad, who’s also a
music enthusiast, would take us on these long car rides, playing the largest
variety of music, anyone from Aaron Neville, to Toni Braxton, to Tupac Shakur.
The first Tupac Shakur song he ever played for me was “Dear Mama”, (that’s my
Dad’s lane, he’s not into the gangster stuff). Instantly, and I mean instantly I
was intrigued, startled, impressed, entertained, enlightened, refreshed,
curious, you know, just like the first time you see a person that you’re digging.
That Brown Sugar feeling.
You walk in a History Class, sit down, see her sitting over
there, you’re fidgeting around in your seat with uneasiness, a blistering amount
of attentiveness takes over your mental. Shit, she caught you looking, you have
to say something now, this may be the love of your life, I mean, when’s the
last time you lost breath like this? If you’re interested, LISTEN, the key is
to listen, they can be complex, sometimes their intentions can go over your
head, see Kanye’s “Homecoming”. Falling in love means sleeping on an air
mattress in your new crib with you, because you don’t have furniture yet. Hip
Hop is gritty, Hip Hop is about sacrifice, and communication. This isn’t a
quick smash, that’s rap without substance, here today, gone tomorrow. This that
real love, this that shit your Grandparents had. I’m Dre hating to see Syd with
that ball player. Selfish with the love. The love of Hip Hop.
People are ALWAYS asking me what's my Top Five MC's, or my Top Five Hip Hop Albums, so I thought now would be the perfect time to reveal that.
TheRadioShaq's Top Five MC's:
1. Tupac Shakur
2. Biggie Smalls
3. Jay Z
4. Lil Wayne
5. Nas
TheRadioShaq's Top Five Hip Hop Albums:
1. Life After Death - Biggie Smalls
2. Carter II - Lil Wayne
3. Illmatic - Nas
4. Reasonable Doubt - Jay Z
5. College Dropout - Kanye West
I'm so grateful to be able to consistently write about Hip Hop, and engage daily with so many avid Hip Hop listeners. Without God's favor, and you guys' support, that wouldn't be possible. Thanks so much. That's what Hip Hop is all about, helping a young kid, who grew up in a place that lacked opportunity, grow into a writer who's work is read, and respected around the world. I couldn't be more appreciative. Continue to help me shift the culture.
God Bless, TheRadioShaq
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