Yo, what's good. I'm critiquing this artist, Nightmare, on his piece, My Hip Hop Generation. Nightmare, up until this point as been a quiet artist making little underground rhymes here and there. He hasn't really come out with a certified mix-tape or something he can put his name behind. When I spoke to him last he said he was working on a piece called "MC Name". He didn't really go into any more detail than that, but I expect the piece to be crazy hot.
Now the piece he just did, My Hip Hop Generation, is a sensitive piece. It's about an altercation between he and his brother about when his brother was shot a couple of years ago. The spoken word piece/dialogue was very real and it talked a lot about the hip hop generation and how it affects the youth of every age. When his brother first starts out talking about what he is wearing, the Stan Smith's, the Brooklyn Express jeans, the 'Don't Mess With Sesame Street' shirt and the LA Dodgers cap are all examples of items that glorify hip hop. He makes sure that he is color-coordinated and matching from head to toe, literally. The shirt, is a great example of hip hop's effects on the media when they change a children's show into something 'gangsta'. He continues to go on about his gang life, the Crips. The artist makes a great recognition to the creator of the Crips, Stanley 'Tookie' Williams, with his rhyme saying, "Ok, Tookie, calm down, what's your name then, Pookie?". His brother continues about his gang name and what the 'central message and image' of his gang portrays. As the rhyme continues, a form of the effect of media shows it face again with his only way of creating income is selling weed. Now, there are definitely other ways of selling weed but because he is a paraplegic he believes he has no other way of making money. His brother continues to speak about when he got shot and who's fault it was. The artist is called a Captain Save-A-Ho, which is a rhyme from Eazy-E for brothers that save gold-diggin' hoes. The anger continues to swell until the artist calms the whole scene down and ends it on a positive note.
This artist has great potential for a very positive and successful future. We should hear more from him in the upcoming months. I rate this artist with a 3.8 out of 4.
Now the piece he just did, My Hip Hop Generation, is a sensitive piece. It's about an altercation between he and his brother about when his brother was shot a couple of years ago. The spoken word piece/dialogue was very real and it talked a lot about the hip hop generation and how it affects the youth of every age. When his brother first starts out talking about what he is wearing, the Stan Smith's, the Brooklyn Express jeans, the 'Don't Mess With Sesame Street' shirt and the LA Dodgers cap are all examples of items that glorify hip hop. He makes sure that he is color-coordinated and matching from head to toe, literally. The shirt, is a great example of hip hop's effects on the media when they change a children's show into something 'gangsta'. He continues to go on about his gang life, the Crips. The artist makes a great recognition to the creator of the Crips, Stanley 'Tookie' Williams, with his rhyme saying, "Ok, Tookie, calm down, what's your name then, Pookie?". His brother continues about his gang name and what the 'central message and image' of his gang portrays. As the rhyme continues, a form of the effect of media shows it face again with his only way of creating income is selling weed. Now, there are definitely other ways of selling weed but because he is a paraplegic he believes he has no other way of making money. His brother continues to speak about when he got shot and who's fault it was. The artist is called a Captain Save-A-Ho, which is a rhyme from Eazy-E for brothers that save gold-diggin' hoes. The anger continues to swell until the artist calms the whole scene down and ends it on a positive note.
This artist has great potential for a very positive and successful future. We should hear more from him in the upcoming months. I rate this artist with a 3.8 out of 4.
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