So I leave out the country for a few days and by the time I check the interwebs, Drake gets in trouble for saying Bloodclot, which apparently is illegal to say onstage in Jamaica (who knew), Lupe Fiasco has the number 1 album in America (which I bought so big ups to me), and Nate Dogg has died? Oh lawd no! A while back I read a post over at XXLmag.com where they were comparing featured artists, and while T-Pain has been featured on more hooks (which may come as a surprise to some and a face plant to others) you can’t place quantity over quality. Nate Dogg made it gangsta to sing in the first place. Like Ice Cube once said, if Nate Dogg singing on it you know its a hit (i paraphrase). The rap/ R&B/ Music world in general will be affected majorly. R.I.P. Nate Dogg… If heaven has a ghetto, then it should have a baptist church, with a choir, with Nate Dogg singing in it.
(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.