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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sip Sippin on some...


The South and Syrup and other ignorant ass sh*t
written by 4Bars

Aight, so I’m sorry for not comin’ with it last week, but after a week of heartfelt nigger-dom, I’m back at it. Let’s start first with the tragic but f’n ridiculous death of one of my favorite southern hip hop representatives, Pimp C. Now, I don’t know if you guys know much about the trend in Houston’s hip hop scene in the past 5 years but literally, there have been 3 deaths of extremely popular Houston rap figures. Big Moe, who nicknamed himself “The Bar Baby” (‘Bar’ being a term for ‘lean’ or ‘syrup’), the more recent Pimp C, Big Mello, who officially died in a car accident (but it’s safe to say that syrup was probably involved). Finally, the one who originated syrup and “screwed up” music (which is simply slowed and chopped versions of various hip hop songs often listened to while driving and “sippin syrup”): DJ Screw. Now him dying as a result of syrup is like Easy-E dying of HIV (RIP to both), but we started wearing condoms, why the eff are people still f’n with this syrup man? I’m baffled.

Apparently, its not just Houston -- at least in the H we mix it with soda (red or purple) or Sprite -- cats in Philly sip the shit straight, but they aren’t dying. Maybe it’s the carbonation? What the F, man? I just can’t wrap my mind around this, this is the third rapper to die from this and I KNOW mf’s are still sippin’ it, part of the problem in our communities is that we don’t accept responsibility for a lot of things we should. I think the problems are based in a lowered sense of self-value, but that’s a whole different socioeconomic debate.

So now that my syrup tangent is done, I’ll move on to Nasir Jones and his boo. W, T, F!!! I mean, I feel what he’s trying to do especially after the NAACP officially held a funeral for the word (A WORD FUNERAL??!!). Using it as a publicity stunt makes economical sense just to stir up a buzz, but we’ve been sacrificing our people for monetary gain for long enough, there’s gotta be another way. I need him to make a more thought out argument for this whole campaign because, as it has been mentioned, this shit just doesn’t make a lot of sense, and while Nas is clearly one of the most thought provoking MCs of our time as well as a master wordsmith, he’s not the most articulate cat all of the time. The combination of a foggy point and a shaky delivery = “WE DON’T BELIEVE YOU, YOU NEED MORE PEEOPLE.”

That’s my rant for the day, I was thoroughly unimpressed at the thought of the decisions of our hip hop figures are making right now and while they shouldn’t be our barometers or idols in the first place, the harsh fact is: they have a HUGE effect on our culture and our youth, so in short: we must do better.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Let's add Lil' Wayne and Tony Yayo for the litany of transgressions that they have caused that further damages the image of Hip-Hop and the black community.

K Storm said...

SYRUP!!! Did you just teach me the best ways to put this to use? "at least in the H we mix it with soda (red or purple) or Sprite -- cats in Philly sip the shit straight, but they aren’t dying. Maybe it’s the carbonation?"

I think the next time I have a cold Ill work it out the old fashion way, chicken noodle soup and vicks rub down. Damn Im scared to use any kind of cough syrup.