Real B Boys still exist

Last Thursday night was a reaffirmation that hip hop as a culture still lives, at least in the form of those who practice more than one part of hip hop culture (ie. do more than one of the following: mcing, graphing, breaking, or djing).
I had gone to the BX to smoke the finest sticky icky that I have ever smoked, haze if you wanted to know the name, and was carrying a backpack full of beer. When i got there I proceeded to do what I had waited 4 days to do... get fucked up. The people who I was chilling with were friends of a friend of mine, and as we watched LeBron's Jordan comparisons come to a sad end we were joined by two people I had not met before. They seemed as anxious as I was to be in an altered mind state so after drinking some beers they went off to the liquor store to get some E&J.
When they got back, they got fucked up and took it upon themselves to to school the non-New Yorkers on what we had missed out on by not having been lucky enough to have been born in the BX. They told us about trips to Manhattan where they racked everything from Cristal to a giant bottle of hennesy from liquor stores, they also told us about trips to local parks while using shrooms, and they told us about drunken tagging treks that they had taken.
The tales of drunken tagging trips turned into their tales of their regular tagging. They grew more and more enthusiastic about describing their various escapades and the damage that they sustained during those escapades. I heard a story about a guy who always took too long on his tags but never got caught, a story about one of them jumping off a 2 story roof to avoid getting busted(which ended with the jumper sustaining 2 shattered heels), and the stories of the clothes that they had shredded going through barbwire (whether climbing up or falling down).
Their stories revealed the passion that they had for graffiti, no matter what injuries they sustained or how many times they were nearly bagged they still kept doing it; they did not do it for the fame or for the money they did it because for what ever reason they loved it.
The passion that they showed in their graphing and also their rapping ( remember I said that they could be called B boys ), in my opinion, is what is missing from rap these days(by rap I mean the mainstream rap that helps shape the stereotype of any black person in America). There is no real passion for it, no one does it because they love it, they do it for the money. This is the main reason why I am looking foward to hearing the new kanye west cd it is because he is the only truely mainstream mc, except maybe nas, who really seems like he makes music out of a love for making music. I hope that soon we see more mainstream artists like kanye or the two graph artists/rappers, artists who rap because they love it.

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The title that was here was for a possible post that I wrote a draft to and deleted.
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RIP Stack Bundles

AHH.com announced today that Stack Bundles was murdered early this morning. I really do not want to believe that Hip Hop has lost another talented soldier, but I would like to send my condolences out to his family.

New York, New York

I've been in New York for 5 days now

the things I've learned

1. If you think it's the right train don't get off especially if you're drunk and it's 3 am.
2. The signs on the columns at pacific-atlantic stop say pacific, which is retarded.
3.New York loves J's
4.New York is fly; so fly that I feel like a bum if I don't go out looking Doug E.

What I didn't need to learn about New York
1. It has the best rappers
2.It has the best rappers
3. It has the best rappers

When I say they have the best Rappers I am not referring to the Golden age of hip hop where almost everyone who was rapping was amazingly talented or had amazingly talented ghost writers; I am talking about today right now as I'm writing this. How many NY rappers, who are more talented than 90% of the rappers that have gone platinum in the past 3 years, have been relegated to being mixtape stars? Immediately graph, gravy, nucci reyo, red cafe(questionably), maino, saigon, papoose and jae mills (sai, pap and jae are signed but still haven't released albums which is why I have included them) come to mind. With such a wealth of talent waiting for their shot to become the next Jigga why the fuck did someone sign MIMS. Him getting signed is proof enough that there is a lottery for getting rap deals and i want to know where I can buy my ticket.
Really I want to but out a single which says nothing about me besides that I am a greedy arrogant fuck and have it get 10000000000000 spins then flop, really I do. How is it that even though the lottery system has proven that it will only result in big singles and small sales that it still persists. More importantly it needs to be stopped so that played out songs aren't used in every possible ad to squeeze every possible dollar out of the song, because it is fucking annoying for the listeners who heard the song the trillion times it played thanks to payola.
The real problem is even the Majors are just too stuck in their ways, they still make so much money off mediocre sales of mediocre albums that they do not have to change and so they will will continue to force feed us doo doo raps.
How can we fight the majors, the same way we fight should fight corporations; steal from em, fuck boycotting them that won't help. All those who want to save mainstream hip hop should dl what ever wack album is out, steal 100 cdrs from wal mart, burn the album onto those disks, and then go sell em for 5 dollars. I am not advocating bootlegging, just the bootlegging of wack albums. Hopefully enough wack albums will have such poor sales that they become extinct.