Reprinted
from Davey D's FNV
Newsletter
Famed Kenyan
author Ngugi wa Thiongo once remarked: "...Language
carries culture and culture carries, particularly through orature
and literature, the entire body of values by which we perceive
ourselves and our place in the world."
Interesting
perspective. If language carries a people's culture and therefore
projects a people's cultural values to others, explain to me
why are we allowing our young men and women in the recording
industry to use offensive, self-deprecating language disguised
as song lyrics to discredit an entire people. Surely, the ancestors
are not proud.
Enough with
the excuses already. I love hip hop as much as the next woman,
and my frustration is not another case of "playa hating,"
or "blaming rappers for society's social ills." That
argument is tired and quite silly. Nor am I confused about parental
responsibility. Yeah, I know ...if you don't like it, don't
buy it. Blah...blah...blah. That is not this discussion. I simply
want to know how long will we make excuses for entertainers
of any kind who work hand-and-foot with compounded social ills
to emasculate a group of people.
Case in
point: Dr Dre (Andre Young) was recently referred
to as "the original, true-blue gangsta-rap god," by
Talk Magazine (April 2001). Writer Michael Daly
offers a quote from Dre's boss, Interscope Records cofounder
Jimmy Iovine: "Not since the Beatles or the Rolling
stones has any one individual artist affected society or popular
music more than Dr. Dre." His boss then goes on to say:
" ...he impacts the entire continent."
Wow, that's
a lot of responsibility for a record producer. Young, at age
36, has amassed about a $100 million fortune writing and producing
hip hop music under the genre of gangster rap - a genre he is
often credited with creating. His latest invention, Eminem,
is now being promoted as the conduit for white rage. He offers
musical missives about killing his wife, deranged fans and doing
peculiar things to homosexuals.
No one argues
that Young creates the coldest beats known to man. Brother surely
has talent. The bass hook in Xxplosive on his The Chronic
2001 album, was so off the hook, R&B songstress Erykah
Badu used it to rocket Bag Lady to the top of the charts.
While Badu's tome expressed the plight of a impoverished woman,
Dre's lyrical contribution to that mesmerizing beat included
rapper Kurupt's poetic utterings:
"West
coast shit nigga over dosage - imperial pistols ferocious Fuck
a bitch; don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch Eat a bowl of
these bitch, gobble the dick Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut
the fuck up! Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my
cash Backhanded, pimp slapped backwards and left stranded Just
pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar Six-Deuce in
a plush, six-deuce impala Pimpin hoes from Texas to Guatemala
Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes Relax one night,
and paid to stay wit hoes Captain Save' Em all day (bitch) well
save this dick Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
You ain't into hittin pussy, or hittin the switch You into hittin
bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch"
When Talk
Magazine asks the super producer the usual question about his
lyrical content, inquiring about the proposed views of a late
civil rights icon about the quality of his music, Dre responds:
"Martin Luther King would love this." Is that right?
In another
celebration of black musical success, wonder-lyricist Sean
"Jay Z" Carter often writes and performs head-banging
missives that have made him a wealthy and sought after celebrity.
Take just one verse from the hit song,"Big Pimpin."
"You
know I - thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em Cause I don't fuckin
need em Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good But I don't
fuckin feed em First time they fuss I'm breezin Talkin bout,
"What's the reasons?" I'm a pimp in every sense of
the word, bitch Better trust than believe em In the cut where
I keep em til I need a nut, til I need to beat the guts Then
it's, beep beep and I'm pickin em up Let em play with the dick
in the truck Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs Divorce
him and split his bucks Just because you got good head, I'ma
break bread so you can be livin it up? Shit I.. parts with nothin,
y'all be frontin Me give my heart to a woman? Not for nothin,
never happen I'll be forever mackin Heart cold as assassins,
I got no passion I got no patience And I hate waitin.. Hoe get
yo' ass in And let's RI-I-I-I-I-I...."
What kind
of women has he been exposed to and just whom is he talking
about? A white woman? Asian? Latino? Oh, I forgot, that's not
allowed. In the spirit of unity, let us not forget the sisters.
Lil'
Kim (Kimberly Jones) offers the following thought-provoking
observation in "She Don't Love You," from her Notorious
K.I.M. release: "Is she drop-dead fine? Does she like
it from behind? Is she fly? Do she got a style like mine? Does
she slurp it, rub it, jerk it, ride it? Tell you how you feel
when you inside it You love me, and I know she know Cuz everytime
I come around, she be like "let's go" Girls know not
to leave they man around me I get my hands on 'em. He puttin'
rent and a Benz on m...."
Charli
Baltimore offers another view in "Pimp the One You
Love," on her Cold as Ice release:
"Off
the hyped bit, always been the tight bitch Keep these cats in
line, pay that rent on time And we'll talk about extra keys
to my spot When it's extra V's in my lot, extra G's in my knots
So how I managed to get damaged on 'chill with one nigga' shit
I was to break me off with some more figures bitch I don't know,
just caught me at the right moment Vulnerable, nigga jumped
up on it With mind games, took me out of my frame I ain't even
want his payback, my homey Tony Drapper He pimped for the guts
and I was givin' 'em up Can't tell me I can't have any player
I want And I burnt myself out tryin' to turn his ass out...."
I am sure
fans of all four aforementioned artists will dismiss my ramblings
and random recitation of their song lyrics as being taken out
of context. Others might go as far as to tell me that these
artists are merely "storytellers," much like a Eric
Jerome Dickey, Terri McMillian or Omar Tyree.
And please, don't get me wrong about diversity in the culture
either. I understand all rappers can't be Lauryn Hill,
Mos Def, Common, or a member of Dead Prez.
I also know that new artists are more likely to follow the more
controversial hip hop icons than buck them. The more shocking,
the more vile, the more graphic, the more violent, the more
sexist... the more money, the more sales... the more bling,
bling.... Right or wrong?
Yet, I refuse
to believe that our young people willfully set out to create
songs to ridicule and embarrass their heritage, family and community.
I refuse to believe that Jay-Z sat down with a pen and paper
and wrote those lyrics on his own, and that those are his beliefs.
Nor will I ever believe that Lil Kim wants sex without love,
commitment and intimacy. I do not believe Dr. Dre hates his
wife and children or wants to murder or die in a hail of bullets.
I refuse to believe that many of our young brothers and sisters
in the entertainment industry have little integrity, self-esteem
and love.
The more
I think I about it, I am convinced there must be a hip hop constitution
that mandates how rappers represent musically. The mandate,
in the form of a recording contract, is actually a set of commandments
authored by the "music establishment," otherwise known
as the "industry," to ensure the artist's marketability
in an already saturated genre.
HIP HOP's
(UNSPOKEN) TEN COMMANDMENTS
Commandment
I: Thou must dis' black women. You are allowed to distinguish
between bitches, hoes and "real sisters" only during
interviews when asked to clarify your statements. You must talk
about beating a woman up at least once on your CD or demo. On
at least four (4) but no more than five (5) singles/demos you
must talk about having rough and unprotected sex with a woman.
You must also refer to your girlfriend or wife as a "bitch"
in an endearing way. All music videos must reflect the aforementioned
notions.You can talk about doing things to other people's mothers
as acts of creative expression. You may also refer endearingly
to an unplanned child as a "bastard," "shorty,"
"lil nigga," or "lil G." By honoring this
commandment you vow to never rally behind black females or support
a strong family bond. You see her only as an object for sex
and to reap the repercussions of your rage. You also believe
she is only out to get you.
(Supplement
for females) Thou must dis' black men. Female rappers are allowed
to distinguish against niggas, bustas, scrubs and punk. You
must lyrically emasculate them in every way possible. On at
least one (1) CD or demo you must destroy his character by either
calling him a homosexual or talking about his lack of money.
You are allowed to refer to your boyfriend or husband as your
"nigga" in an endearing way. All music videos must
reflect aforementioned notions. By honoring this Commandment
you vow to never identify with the black male's struggle against
white supremacy. You vow to never support a strong family bond.
You also uphold the tenets that all of his problems are of
his own doing. You see him as only an object for sex and money.
You believe he is only out to get you.
Commandment
II: Thou must kill. You must "lyrically" take
the life of at least one other black person in order to secure
a hit CD. This law does not promote the physical killing of
another person. However, it is not against the law to assassinate
another person on record. You must only talk about killing your
own kind, however, or other cultures may sue you for inciting
racial violence. You must express pleasure in the kill. The
kill must be graphic and extensive in detail. The consumer must
always be left with the feeling that taking a person's life
(lyrically) was justified. Most of the lyrical murders must
be done by guns, however creativity allows for poisoning, stabbings,
beatings, stompings, and suffocating. You do not distinguish
between male or female kills. By keeping this Commandment you
vow to never claim acts of genocide publicly even when you are
a victim of violent repression yourself. You also agree to "lyrical"
acts of black-on-black violence, as well as prolific incidents
of brutality.
Commandment
III: Thou must covet. Thou must talk about lusting after
things that do not belong to you. You must have an unusual craving
for things that do not belong to you. Your desire must be so
strong that you unwittingly uphold the second commandment. This
law does not advocate you physically go after the material possessions
of someone in your community. By keeping this commandment you
vow to never promote a strong work ethic in your music or to
speak against greed, lust and impulsive behavior. In fact, you
now believe greed is healthy.
Commandment
IV: Thou must have a lot of sex. You must have no fewer
than three (3) songs on your CD or demo that promote sexual
intercourse with one or a group of individuals. You cannot express
a deep sense of love or marriage. Thou shalt not talk about
commitment, bonding, and intimacy. You can only talk about sex
in its purest and rawest terms. Do not use "make love,"
or "provide pleasure," or "pro-create."
You must never mention a sexually transmitted disease in the
context of these records. You can however discuss the use of
contraceptives, but only if you're referring to sexual intercourse
with a hoe. (See first Commandment). If you are under age 16,
you may substitute sex with the "flirting," and "fantasies
about being intimate with your teacher, neighbor's child, or
another rapper." You must be creative in your graphic detail
of sexual intercourse so to leave nothing to the imagination.
The details can be slightly skewered in order to circumvent
radio censors. However, this does not excuse radio edits from
removing references to sex. Therefore stay ahead of the game
by using clever phrases with dual and triple meanings. By keeping
this Commandment, you vow to never promote unconditional or
agape love in your community; promote the black family in a
positive light; or uplift male/female relationships.
Commandment
V: Thou must celebrate the drug culture. Thou must condone
and identify with the proliferation of drugs in the black community.
You should create endearing lyrical expressions to identify
various narcotics and mind-altering substances. Though you are
not to personally distribute or purchase illegal substances,
you may allude to it lyrically. (To protect industry investment,
we discourage musical confessions to crimes where the statue
of limitations have not run out.) You may allude to a war on
drugs,but only as justification to carry out the second commandment.
You must continually suggest that selling drugs or "slangin'"
produces the only legitimate income for impoverished black people.
All music videos must either glamorize this lifestyle by showing
the "success" of the narcotic trade, or glamorize
prison living. You should refer to drug addicted citizens in
comical terms that illicit disgust, laughter, fear, pity or
retribution. You are never to question U.S. drug policy. You
can never promote healthy living and thinking. Nor can you advocate
moderation in tobacco and liquor consumption. By keeping this
commandment, you vow to never discuss the impact of drug addiction
among people of color; its impact on the community's overall
health; its impact on the prison industrial complex; or, its
impact on the black family.
Commandment
VI: Thou must rarely talk about God and spirituality. You
must lyrically condone atheism and a false belief system that
negates the existences of a higher being. You must routinely
question the existence of a god by lyrically challenging him/her/it
to take your life or to grant you three wishes. You are to refer
to yourself as a god who gives and takes life. You may lyrically
create your own religion (see tenth commandment) based on a
ghetto belief system. Thou shalt not talk about life and death
as it relates to spirituality or a sense of purpose. You should
never speak of scripture or religious texts. You are prohibited
from acknowledging any spiritual beliefs that may have been
instilled you by family. However, you may identify with a Jesus
by wearing a large, diamond encrusted piece whereby you may
brag about its costs. Under no circumstance are you to promote
prayer, reflection, meditation, atonement, redemption, sacrifice,
mercy or grace. The consumer fan base must identify with your
lack of spiritual grounding by believing that the only gods
are sex and money. By keeping this commandment you vow to limit
your personal spiritual growth and development. You also vow
to never be seen publicly in a church, synagogue, mosque, temple
or other house of worship and reflection.
Commandment
VII: Thou must promote capitalism. On no fewer than four
(4) singles or demo records you must talk about money as if
it were a living, breathing thing. You must talk about making
it, taking it and the love of it. Your lyrics must always place
money over love, over women, over religion (see sixth commandment).
You must never talking about savings and investing. Thou can,
however, say the words "currency exchange," "welfare
check," "first of the month," and "food
stamps." You must never talk about pooling of resources.
Thou can never equate capitalism with poverty. You must never
mention the IMF, WTO or Federal Reserve. In fact never mention
banking or the stock market at all. Do not mention technology.
Do not discuss taxing. Do not discuss the federal budget. (See
Commandment V). You must promote individual wealth over community
wealth. You should talk about all of your purchases, specifically
naming makers/distributors of expensive jewelry, cars, clothing
and liquor. Once you become a successful entertainer you should
purchase a very big house and no fewer than three (3) expensive
cars. Publicly, you should live within a lavish lifestyle in
order to please your consumer fan base that now lives vicariously
through your music. Your lifestyle should include, but not be
limited to: living in exclusive communities, catering to huge
entourages, routinely eating at expensive restaurants, flying
to Europe for fashion shows, purchasing designer clothing only,
ordering platinum and diamond encrusted jewelry for your body
and teeth, purchasing expensive weapons and devices, frequent
partying and purchasing big quantities of expensive liquor and
tobacco/cigars. Thou should consistently ridicule those who
cannot afford the aforementioned items. By keeping this commandment
you vow to always promote a consumer culture v. a producer culture.
Commandment
VIII: Thou cannot have a sense of history. Never ever refer
to any historical event that may cause the consumer to think
about his/her relation to history. Your role is to entertain,
not educate. Thou art prohibited from speaking of the following:
Trans-Atlantic slave trade; African holocaust: Reconstruction:
the civil rights movement; the Black Power Movement; the "real"
Harlem Renaissance, and so forth. You can never mention the
following people: Martin Luther King Jr., Hannibal, Mansa
Musa, Harriet Tubman, Sojourner Truth, David Walker, Nat Turner,
George Jackson, El-hajj Malik Shabazz (Malcolm X), Jesse Jackson,
Patrice Lumumba, Nelson Mandela, Winnie Mandela, Steve Biko,
Louis Farrakhan, Booker T. Washington, W.E.B. DuBois, Huey Newton,
Fred Hampton, Bobby Seale, Kwame Ture, Ida B. Wells, Assata
Shakur...unless you are making fun of their names, causes
or crusaders. (I.e., Rah Digga's Harriet Thugman). Do not mention
Africa, Brazil, the Caribbean or Asia, unless to disparage.
By keeping this commandment you vow to never promote a sense
of awareness, a knowledge of self or the consumer's global relationship
to kindred spirits.
Commandment
IX: Thou must not advocate. Thou art prohibited from advocacy
of anything of social redeeming value. Your lyrics must reflect
a detachment from the social, political and economic reality
of your community. Your lyrics can occasionally ridicule people
who march, protest and advocate social causes. The consumer
should never assume that thou reads newspapers, magazines or
books. In other words it must appear that nothing that happens
in the "real" non-entertainment world, has any personal
affect on your thinking. Nor should the consumer of your CD
or demo walk away with the belief that you care about anything
other than the Commandments IV and VII. Never talk about the
"industry." By keeping this commandment understand
you must never appear at a non-entertainment-related event,
unless of course you are entertaining. You must never donate
money, resources or materials to needy organizations, families
or causes. When questioned about this you must defend your position
by claiming you are an entertainer and that's all. You can never
participate in interviews discussing relevant social issues.
Thou art not responsible for the behavior encouraged by your
music because thou art not responsible for marketing and sales
to minor, unstable individuals, or mentally ill citizens. You
understand that you cannot attend rallies, sermons, marches,
and picnics, festivals or workshops that have nothing to do
with entertainment or the recording industry.
Commandment
X: Thou must promote all things ghetto. You may never define
the word ghetto or discuss its creation. You must uphold its
principals and create new creeds. You must lyrically create
a fictional account of ghetto living that inspires comradeship
and a sense of pride among its residents. Your lyrics must create
a ghetto dweller that is proud to live in the ghetto and takes
offense at others moving into it. You must celebrate ghetto
life by reminiscing about days in poverty and your mothers on
welfare and about your fathers who were not there. Additionally,
your lyrics must offer the mainstream a rare glimpse inside
a "socio-economic matrix" while allowing them psychologically
off the hook for the ghetto's creation. You must celebrate ghetto
language, ghetto living, ghetto housing, ghetto clothing, ghetto
hairstyles, ghetto sexual habits, ghetto education, and ghetto
economics and ghetto self-hatred. You must romanticize poverty
with tales of sex, drugs, money, creed and fear. The ghetto
must become a magical place. By keeping this commandment you
vow to create and then instill pride in a false culture of poverty,
crime, drugs, illegitimacy, ignorance and apathy. You also vow
to attribute the ghetto only to Black people. You also vow to
never leave the ghetto matrix psychologically, even when your
economic status changes (see seventh commandment) In other words
you will remember to "keep it real."
By keeping
the aforementioned commandments we, "the industry,"
guarantee the following:
1. Unlimited
marketing success and cross-over appeal.
2. A guaranteed income
3. Fame beyond your wildest dreams
4. Unlimited (but recoupable) industry resources
5. Several music awards, citations and honors
6. Protection from community repercussions
This sacred
scroll must be handed to every potential and current Black hip
hop artist in the nation. While some sign, many others I am
sure others have refused, as there is circumstantial evidence
that supports that. Occasionally a breakthrough performer will
offer lyrics that make us think, act and believe as if we have
purpose and are loved in this life. Yet the majority of our
youth must be forced to sign, recite and then internalize these
commandments in order to guarantee their market success. I imagine
if they do not sign the doctrine, they are relegated to doing
poetry readings at open mics, working menial jobs, fading into
relative obscurity and living in the "ghetto matrix."
This must be the answer, because the truth is surely a lot more
painful.
stephanie
mwandisi gadlin is a Chicago-based writer who focuses on cultural
and socio-political issues. In a past life she served as national
press secretary to the Reverend Jesse Jackson Sr. e-Mail: [email protected]
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