DarkSquirrelX am 11.06.2005 19:16 schrieb:
Und Hip Hop ist und bleibt Hip Hop.
"Yo Muddaf**0r, check my car, my jewels, yeah! Shake your a**, yeah! I have nuffin' to say, so ****! Shake ya a**! Massacre, yeah! I'm cool!! Mommy, ya see me? I'm on TV!"
... oO
Und hier sieht man wieder, was Leute wie 50 Cent bei Leuten, die sich nicht mit Hip-Hop befassen, für einen Eindruck hinterlassen...
Es muss nicht immer um Bling Bling gehen, oder um geile Karren, aber leider ist das den Leuten egal und sie kaufen solchen Hip-POP ...
Hab hier mal ein Lied, bei dem es um genau solche Rapper (oder Sänger) geht, die nur über materielle Sachen rappen, zieht's euch rein, es geht nämlich auch anders:
Gone, Going
Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, by playing guitar
A big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues
He's singing songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now, but he ain't singing from the heart
Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart
Coz his fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's ??
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is love for material
[Chorus]
And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...
Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.
You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe coz it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Coz you don't really know, don't really know
Who is, the person that's deep within
Coz you are content with just being the naive brown man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
Your the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with inscent sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
Coz... what happens when they take your material
And you already sold your soul and its...
[Chorus]
You say that time is money and money is time
So you got your mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about... that crime that you did to get paid
And what about... that bid, you can't take it to your brain
And what about those shoes you're in today
They'll do no good on the bridges you've walked along the way
All that money that you got gone be gone
That gear that you rock gone be gone
The house up on the hill gone be gone
The gold -- on your grill gone be gone
The ice on your wrist gone be gone
That nice little Miss gone be gone
That weed that you grow gone be gone
And what's worst is your soul will be gone
[Chorus]