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.