Friday, March 11, 2011
Real Talk Wit Raze: Femcees and B*tches That Rap Bout They P*ssy
I don't like female rappers.
I just don't. I admit that I'm completely prejudiced when it comes to women in rap. The instant I hear about some chick on the mic, I assume she's wack off top, and she's a slore at worst.
Because the days of female empowerment, pride and most importantly RESPECT, are LONG GONE.
There was a time when Queen Latifah, MC Lyte, The Lady of Rage and many others were the voices for women in Hip hop. And whether you agreed with what they said on records, you HAD TO RESPECT THEM. For multiple reasons. They not only respected themselves and their gender, but they also RESPECTED THE ARTFORM. They respected the culture, and the impact their words had on their target audience...and beyond.
Unfortunately, in this ever "evolving" world of "hip hop" music, these artists have been displaced by younger, less intelligent women that lack practically every positive point I mentioned in the previous paragraph. As hard as it may be to believe, I would guess that at LEAST 75% of female rappers in this current generation have the subject matter depth of a 13yr old teenager. ESPECIALLY if they're over the age of 25, because they're having issues with getting older and counting up to their "2nd childhoods".
Pussy, money, ain't shit baby daddies, needing a real nigga, glorified prostitution and fire ass weed have taken over as the most important topics addressed by female rappers. As with most things throughout history, the art from that time period reflects the social state of that time period. And if there is any truth to this theory, it should come as no surprise why teen pregnancy, broken homes and many other issues are so pravalent not only in the urban markets, but also THE BURBS. I'm not saying hip hop is to blame...I'm just saying the music is reflecting it.
But, I don't buy that. Because the 80's were HORRID. The 90's weren't really much better. Yet the pride and higher levels of self worth embedded in the music, particularly from women, didn't so hopelessly reflect the dismal social state of the "target audience". There was hope...there was education...there was LOVE. If not only for themselves, for their listeners.
For Hip Hop.
***Much love to the Femcees that still hold it down for hip hop, culturally. This obviously is not meant for or about ya'll. I wish you all the best in your careers and champion your efforts. Peace***