
“Now I can actually have it. So here I am.”
I once asked a co-worker in Florida what his problem with Hip-Hop music was.
His response is still scribbled in an old notebook:
It’s become a competition of extremes; whose life was the hardest, who was the poorest, who killed the most people, who has the biggest cars, who’s smarter than who, who’s dumber than who.[...] Everyone wants to be something, and not part of something. [...]It’s one of those things you become a part of, that doesn’t become a part of you. It would stunt my growth to listen to Hip-Hop at this age.
I gargled an answer that I never actually spat out, because I was busy committing what he said to memory, while transcribing it. In very many ways, he was right.
For most of you who grew up listening to the music, and somehow participated in the culture, there reaches a stage in your progression where you draw the line. Hip-Hop goes from being a pride to an embarrassment. You can no longer chill with the B-Boys because you’re too grown. Tagging trains and painting walls isn’t worthy sullying your rap sheet. There are no DJ’s that rhythmically scratch vinyl at ballroom dinners and ritzy restaurants, and “Oh my goodness Contra™! What is that ridiculously obscene blaring music you’re listening to?”
Oh, that? That’s just Hip-Hop. My childhood love, 3rd parent, the culture that brought me up. The hymns I graduated into after lullabies and alphabet songs, that used to double up as spirituals for modern day slaves and chants for revolution. The music that did occasionally cross the line, but still held it’s ground and remained justifiable as a source of pride. It is now nothing more than anthems of materialism, misogyny, narcotics and treachery performed by misguided delinquents with a bad choice of names, and topic matters.
None of which have anything to do with my grind every morning as I rush out the door pressing that last button through my sleeves. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My old neighborhoods would be All-Stars if Ghetto and Slum Collector’s cards existed and I’m more than proud of that. I howl anytime anyone mentions any city that birthed or grew me. But frankly, I’m trying to elevate and lift up those hoods; take them back from those who’d rather they crash and burn so they could cop ‘em for cheap.
My theme song for this mission was and remains “If I Ruled The World” by Nasir and that lovely lady Lauryn that went loony. Thirteen years ago, Nas was a rebel to America and the type of man I wanted to be when I grew up. He still remains a reminder of what Hip-Hop should have evolved into.
As soon as I got to a stage where I was no longer dreaming, but trying to alter realities, I found myself in need of a new song. I still bumped “If I Ruled…” but more as a point of reference, to remember what my goal was.
That was until Nas and Marsha linked up to remake the track.
Frankly, it’s one of those songs where the content is greater than the actual composition. Not atypical of Mr. Jones. Covering everything from his success since the O.G version dropped, to the new President and the state of Hip Hop, Nas tries to resurrect his classic and make it relevant. Whether he succeeds or not, is the listeners’ choice.
Regardless, my sober self thanks Smirnoff for going forward with this Signature Mix initiative and making this track happen.
Cheers.
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Nas feat Marsha Ambrosius – If I Ruled The World ’09
Statik Selektah Feat. Kali, Glasses Malone, Termanology – Rollin Down The Freeway.
Raekwon – Letter to B.I.G.
DJ Quik & Kurupt – F_ck Y’all
Juicy J Of Three 6 Mafia – 30 Inches
Lloyd Banks – The Raw
Joell Ortiz – T.R.O.Y.
Jay Rock – Gudda Music
Donny Goines Feat. Mistah F.A.B. – Street Poetry
Busta Rhymes Feat. Maino, Red Cafe, Uncle Murda, Styles P, Sheek Louch, Lil Cease, Billy Danze & Lil Fame – March 9th (Biggie Tribute)

Well-written, Contra. As for the song itself, Nas murders the verse but the beat is HORRIBLE in my opinion. Seriously, does Nas bounce ideas for what beats to rock to off his crew or does he just go for dolo? Or is the crew all yes-men who won’t tell him 77% of the beats he selects to spit on are pure huffery. On the real, this beat is TERRIBLE. Kills the verse damn near.
oh, and sidenote to Bigga and anyone else living in NYC, pretty soon your ventures to the titty club will be taxed by the local government:
http://www.nypost.com/seven/03112009/news/regionalnews/stripper_tax_is_hard_to_bare_158991.htm
did nas have say-so in this or did Smirnoff just remix it on their own?
I know last year’s songs were pretty good.
@ Rosado, agreed. I’m waiting for someone to produce an unofficial remix to this. I love Marsha, love the nas verses, but damn that beat…
@ Gotty, I wondered the same thing. Im curious to see which other songs come out this year.
@ Contra: Are you having some sort of hiphop mid-life crisis? LOL. You should have told your friend what Jay-z said: “If you don’t like my lyrics you can press fast-forward”. Those are the same type of dudes who get amazed when you present them with good music, as if all hiphop music is terrible.
I heard about that this morning as I was getting ready for work, How are you gonna tax Tities!!!
When that starts, trust me they will be sex in the Champagne ROOM!!!
nasty nas in your area….bump this beat
http://blidlife.blogspot.com
@ Flea..LOL. I was asked that question like 4 years ago by a Hip-Hop head who was older than I….I responded, and he sonned me, but I’m not gonna put that out there in the actual post. That would be embarrassing.
Fantastic fucking write-up, Contra…
I’d be inclined to declare…
This post >>> the actual song
But I only heard it a couple times
Great post C.
I can feel you and your mans’ sentiment, because at this point, I pretty much hate rap. I like certain rappers and their music, specifically, but I generally despise the art form and what it’s become.
I go to too many shows in The D where all they do is brag about stuff they don’t have, things they don’t do, etc….and it’s despicable. Some rappers try so hard to make it, putting their all into their craft, then these idiots come out fake stunting with no thought behind their rhymes and either steal their shine, becasue the fans are fucking ignorant as can be, or they just ruin the whole damn show.
I leave wanting to put on anything but rap/hip-hop.
“It’s become a competition of extremes; whose life was the hardest, who was the poorest, who killed the most people, who has the biggest cars, who’s smarter than who, who’s dumber than who.[...] Everyone wants to be something, and not part of something. [...]It’s one of those things you become a part of, that doesn’t become a part of you. It would stunt my growth to listen to Hip-Hop at this age.”
Your dude couldn’t have put this whole predicament any better.
My artist ALLiTiZ actually made a song about this whole concept. It’s dope, and not what you’d think it would be. Defintely not a Dear John letter to hip-hop. More frank and ‘fuck you’ wit it. Beat is crazy.
ALLiTiZ – Shut Up Bitch! (Feat. Fat Ray & Big Herk)
http://sharebee.com/0a543fab
Awesome write-up! I enjoyed reading what you had to say. Keep up the good work.
*Bumps OG version of “If I ruled the world”.*
Wow good post Contra. You have seriously taken the words right out of my mouth and put it down on paper in a better way than I myself could describe how I feel.
I shy away from telling my girlfriends parents why I listen to hip hop because at time I have no fucking clue myself, but then suddenly I hear a track that brings back all of the good times and just sounds exactly how I feel at the moment and I remember. As I grow older though, I definitely am growing towards a tonne of different music, luckily it isn’t pop or any of the garbage you hear but it is a more complex and not so ignorant music at times that I am starting to get down with. Sometimes its just the roots of hip hop – soul, funk, jazz – and at other times it is just some bob marley. Its these genres that are at times helping me remember why hip hop was the music of my childhood that I will never forget, but also why I need to grow up and not focus my life around: bang bitches, wildin out, and smokin trees. – even though the latter is still a major problem.
Bob marley – Roots, rock reggae
http://www.divshare.com/download/6777974-0c2
Collie buddz – Blind to you
http://www.divshare.com/download/6777972-bfc
@ Contra: YOU getting sonned in a debate??? I can’t believe that, real talk. Call up homeboy and let him know that Gotty is looking for additional writers. LOL.
Well-written, Contra…
“This post >>> the actual song”
agreed. and i like the song a lot.
well done, C
that beats dope.
“It is now nothing more than anthems of materialism, misogyny, narcotics and treachery performed by misguided delinquents with a bad choice of names, and topic matters.”
Well Put.
I find myself listening to more reggae, r&b, soul and funk nowadays. I wonder when outgrowing hip hop happens…..I’m 23, and I remember my older brother got all okayplayer on me around the same age.
its posts like this why i love TSS, this is one of the bests posts i’ve ever read…word up to Contra…keep it going homie
Contra excellent piece; but I am with you Brother Flea. There is too much nagging and complaining about hip hop is dead and or dying. There is dope hip hop being created around the globe everyday. It’s on the lovers of hip hop to find it. We have to stop looking at commerical radio as the litmus test of hip hop’s life expectancy.
LOOK OUT FOR B SINATRA THA NEW KING TAKING HIPHOP BACK.
Dude dropped a knowledge bomb
Splendid track and splendid write up Contras, kudos due.
Who did the beat on this remix?
Trackmasters?
A majority of dudes doing hip-hop music are just going through the motions and aren’t breaking any new ground. The sonic/production quality is very dope, but that “intangible essence”, whatever it is you wanna call it, not so much.
Hip-hop is more of a diversion/distraction for me, & has been for quite a while cuz there’s nothing new under the sun.
Derivatives…
Just a few days ago we celebrated the 12th anniversary of Biggie’s passing…that’s more than decade we’ve waxed nostalgic about that man’s life & music…God forbid these new dudes meet the same untimely fate, but can we say the same for these recent cats…?
I just think the staleness is an overall symptom…to paraphrase Mos Def, if Hip-Hop ain’t doin’ well it’s cuz THE PEOPLE ain’t doin’ well…which is funny, cuz Hip-Hop was born out of adversity & neglect
@ Bigga: My brotha from anotha motha!!! LOL.
@ Teef: A distraction?! C’mon now, delve deep into the recesses of your mind and find that reason why you fuck with the music. I’m sure hiphop serves a greater purpose to you than a mere way to pass time.
There is dope hip hop being created around the globe everyday. It’s on the lovers of hip hop to find it. We have to stop looking at commerical radio as the litmus test of hip hop’s life expectancy.
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Thank you!! Why are we defining hip-hop by highlighting it’s downfalls and what’s mainstream right now? It’s a fine line between music and the music biz. Hip-hop is a different thing to every individual, and in my head, to me, the shit is still thriving! Too much criticizing and not enough listening and enjoying the music, isn’t that the point!?
“Recession is a blessing in disguise, for a new economy to rise something old has to die”
Thats not the best line but damn, Nas is incredible on this.
@ ARon – that line caught my ear as well, pretty ill
@ Dizastix: Exactly, nuff said.
@ Flea – I’m just getting old, my dude, lol. I’m becoming like my parents, romanticizing the past…Hip-hop’s like an old girlfriend; shit was extra-bangin’ in the beginning, I still fuck with her but not as much…aww shit. Lemme stop before I get all Baby Paw on this, lol
Teef if you start saying back in the day hip hop smells like lemon-lime camay soap, we are going to have an intervention. LOL!!!
Listen to music in other genres and you’ll find the same “problem”…
I have friends who are into reggae who feel Dancehall is Killing their music, with its lack of substance and all that other pretentious ish.
When it comes to RnB, people just don’t or can’t “sang” anymore…And i know you ain’t believing everything these cats is saying *Chris Brown*.
When it comes to Rock n Roll if it ain’t Jimmy or Nirvana i don’t fuck wit it…but I work with plenty of white people and I hear the complaints about the current state of music.
So what it comes down to, is that everything doesn’t apply to you; there is plenty of good music out there and you can find it if you get down off of your soapbox!
Thank you, Contra™
@ thug,
this is exactly it. We need to discriminate between mediocrity and things that will pass the test of time. Some things move dollars from pockets, others souls and hearts. For each picasso there’s a bunch of dude’s who painted family portraits, for each neruda there was a truck load of poets who while starving, said fuck it, and worked in the 1950′s equivalent of a call centre.
Hip hop isn’t ever going to die, so many guys out there producing mind blowing shit. Nobody is going to know flo rida/yung joc/insert bullshit MC in 10 years. But we’re going to still be spinning the same shit we listened too this morning, or scoured the internet to find or asked the local record store to bring in becuase that its brilliant.
Contra, that shit was brilliant. Love this site as much as I love the music.
Contra, this was a great post!
Every couple of years, I really get bored with Hip hop and there is someone that comes along and renews my romance with hip hop.
Initially, 2pac was my first love from 93-98. Between 98-2003, I would still listen to hip hop (especially Outkast) but started getting into other genres of music. It wasn’t till Kanye started breaking out that my love affair was renewed. At this time I was in my mid-twenties and the College Dropout reflected a more introspective perspective that usually comes with age. Then there was Lupe Fiasco, now Blu.
I still listen to Pac but its his more introspective songs that keep me listening. I can’t relate to the thug-life songs anymore and tend to skip or listen to them out of nostalgia. It’s not a knock on Pac but I have matured and I am sure Pac’s music would have too.
But it’s hard for older rappers to stay relevant especially when record sales are important and most of the consumers tend to be younger. Hence Fifty releasing GRODT 9 this year and doing the same stupid marketing ploys. Hence on my favorite albums by a mature group in recent years was Public Enemy’s How to Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul
I really miss those mid 90s beats with the sleigh bells jingling in the background. You know what I mean, I’m sure Extra P had a patent on that sleigh bell vibe.
Hell Yeah Contra
Hold on a minute. Lemme play devil’s advocate here. A lot of these problems, this “competition of extremes”, the materialism, misogyny, the hollow boasting and bravado have been there for DECADES, including rap’s two golden ages.
I think a lot of folks actually don’t really know why they don’t like rap anymore. I think it has much more to do with limited mic skills and rhyme schemes than the actual substantive content of the themes and tropes. Just thinking out loud.
“it’s become a competition of extremes; whose life was the hardest, who was the poorest, who killed the most people, who has the biggest cars, who’s smarter than who, who’s dumber than who.[...] Everyone wants to be something, and not part of something. [...]It’s one of those things you become a part of, that doesn’t become a part of you. It would stunt my growth to listen to Hip-Hop at this age.”
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I’ve been a admirer of this site almost since the beginning…partly due to the fact that no matter the taste in artists, most on here display a true love of the genre. But this quote accurately sums up the feeling I get when speaking about rap. Sure some of the same things have been around since its inception, but there was always a balance within most artists, now…it’s become buffonery on steroids.