West Coast and East Coast are the prominent ideal of hip
hop that the country blindly embraces. A conversation involving hip hop inevitably
leads to an argument over who is the GOAT (greatest of all time): Tupac, Dre, Biggie, Jay-Z etc. What is often left out is
the contribution that 3rd Coast has made to rap. I use the word rap
as opposed to hip hop because Houston embodies the idea of rap as they were presented
to us in the early days of rap music…. when rap music was fun. Before rap became
a platform for social change and/or selling drugs, rap was an outlet to have
fun and express oneself in a recognizable manner that is native to those
listening. Listen to Grandmaster Flash, Sugar Hill Gang, or RUN DMC; they don’t
rap about social injustice and the plight of the underprivileged. Then New Jack
City came out and N.W.A. came out, and we forgot all about the side of music
that isn’t trying to change the world.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my societal aware artist just as much as
the next man. I can hear both Bobs, I
feel Tupac on another level, and Common sometimes has some deep things to say.
However, there is the type of music that just makes you bob your head to,
without having to deal with social issues centuries old that are still
unsolved. Houston rap offers absolutely that. What would you rather hear if you
were in a relaxed mood: the single mother with three jobs and five kids and how
she is battling cancer which her health insurance won’t cover; or listen
about big body cars, trunks that pop, (A purple colored drink that is mixed
with Sprite, who can turn that down!?) and playing hoes like SEGA? I take the
latter every time. I will now proceed to my 94' Impala, roll a Sweet of that chronic, grab one of my 25 lighters off the dresser, and let the top drop.
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