So I woke up with “Earthquake” and “ain’t that a bitch” stuck in my head and in my daily morning shower conversation in my head (don’t judge me) I debated what actually is the best Carter. What do yall think? all comments welcome
(They Make Careers After You)
I wish Hip Hop was a place where we honored our dead more than just saying “R.I.P. B.I.G., P.A.C., Aaliyah, Left E.Y.E.” (classic Cassidy freestyle).
Case in point, had the Notorious B.I.G. been able to put out at least another classic album, would Jay-Z even have been able to rise to the level which he did? Right now you have competition between rappers who really can be considered the best out of their region or city Common or Kanye? Common or Lupe? The Game or Jay Rock? T.I. or Jeezy? Lil Wayne or Jay Electronica? But that’s because all of their counterparts are still living. It’s hard to make GOAT comparisons between an artist who put out 2 classic albums but never really got to see his full Potential to one who has put out 11 solid albums (3 classics) and building sports bars in airports and endorsing HP computers. You could never compare the Game and Tupac because they never went head to head and it can be argued that one would not have a career w/o the other. I’m convinced that Pitbull would not be the top selling Latino artist if Big Pun had been a little healthier, and we wouldn’t be forced to endure his brand of salsa rave music.
Ironically, some artists do realize that their careers are not just influenced by but created by the opportunistic gap left by our fallen pioneers. I love me some Ciara, I don’t know bout making a whole song bout her like Wayne or Trey Songz…. ok yeah I know, but her brand would have had a much harder time elevating to where it is if Aaliyah were still around. Likewise Destiny’s Child might not have ascended if TLC had had a great comeback album, and maybe Chili would be the hottest chic in the Game wearing the chain. More so than getting on Tupac’s 75th posthumous album or Diddy presents Gorilla Black, a shaved Rick Ross, that kid from the Notorious movie and Fat Joe painted in black face as The Black Frank White Quartet there needs to be a premier video showcasing of the talents and the lives of these great artists and stop letting kids think that this blood sacrifice B.S. is why Dame Dash is the divorced proud owner of a failed networking site, a label that boasted Currensy as its “premier” artist and a brand newish 2008 Jeep Commander.
Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me for not slapping the melanin out of you the first time. Recently “Lollipop” producer Jim Jonsin reached an agreement with Cash Money Records to finally receive royalties off of the multi platinum single which dropped more than three years ago. Hearing the news producer Bangladesh almost undoubtedly called everyone he knew to get similar reparations for his production credits for “A Milli”. If Bangladesh sounds familiar maybe it’s because of his work on Young Money/ Cash Money artists Nicki Minaj’s “Did It On Em” and Lil Wayne’s new single “6 foot 7foot”? You might be wondering why if Bangladesh is just working out royalty payments for “A Milli” , would he have already given Cash Money more beats before being paid for his original work? You don’t see Jim Jonsin or Play n Skillz or Mannie Fresh in any kind of rush to submit more beats. The business has outs and ends a lot of us that are on the edge and even some people on the inside don’t understand. But if B.G., who was hooked on heroin, knows to keep his distance and he toured, ate, n slept (and prolly received a few of them kisses that even I as a Cash Money fan thinks is gay) why would Bangladesh hop back on the train like Pinky when she realizes this rap shit is not for her. She needs to go ahead and be a Hollywood madam for those rich guys that secretly love black women and fried chicken. Nullus. My point is somewhere there is a mother using Bangladesh as a perfect example of why not to keep putting quarters in the machine that says “Out of Order.”