Uuhh…. Uuhh. It may be that I like Rick Ross because he is a big guy with swag. It may be because I miss Christopher Wallace and Heavy D so much that I was waiting for a big greasy brother, like myself, to take over the hip-hop scene. Every big brother gotta be able to have something extraordinary for society to give us the ok. (You know, the black man nod of the head when another black man walks in the room.) That’s the ok that Rick Ross is receiving from the hip hop community being featured in collaborations with everyone from Drake to Jay-Z, and with the R&B stars such as Estelle, Erykah Badu, Robin Thicke, Neo and now Usher.
The best thing I like about his collaborations is that if you are going to put your seal of approval on the midpoint of a rap song it might as well be a 16 bar flow that we can expect and relate to.
On the Estelle CD one of her songs features Rozay and is entitled, ”Break My Heart”.
“All I seek is perfection, ain’t no secrets I’m gonna eat that for breakfast.” You expect Ross to have a funny flow.(And of course mention a food metaphor mixed up with a sexual innuendo)
It is what we have come to expect from an artists who out of nowhere first dominated the underground, then, with a Sean P-Diddy Coombs makeover, is dominating the radio and digital retail stores with an eerily similar style to the Notorious B.I.G himself.
I don’t know why people hate on Rick Ross for mentioning food in his lyrics. He has lost plenty of weight. Maybe this is the outlet that he needed to push the plate back and keep up the good lyrics.
Hmmmmn. Next week’s blog will be about Hillary’s Barbecue in North Chicago. Hell all of the Barbecue joints I have ever been to. Anyway, back to Rick Ross.
Rick Ross may have had many many many underground singles that had been known in the Miami streets, but to me, not to sound like Katt Williams, he hit it hard with, “Every Day I’m Hustlin”. I know most of you just started acting like you were frying fries and running around like you were Katt Williams.
Many of years before I took the pure Hip Hop/Neo Soul turn, I, like many others grew up listening to NWA, Ghetto Boyz, Rodney O and Joe Cooley, Too Short, and Volume 10.
Pistol Grip Pump on my lap at all times, Fools be jackin other fools but they don’t be jackin mine.
The music that NWA and ICE CUBE made had us in the club being able to frown, yell out the things that we were not able to say in the corporate setting, and then head home having the negativity removed from our inner souls.
It was that opportunity for the regular Joe to get our fake street Cred by listening to people who where in the trap day in and day out doing what they had to do to survive. It was an outlet for many of us African Americans to relieve stress to the way some in society had treated us. Glass ceilings, high unemployment, high crime in the communities; it is even a wonder that many of us have been able to do positive things with all the negativity that was invented in our hood.
And Rick Ross has done many positive things. Unlike other celebrities his good work has gone unpublicized nationwide. Many in and around the city of Miami know what he is capable of.
Last month Rick Ross made a stop at his alma mater, Carol City Senior High School and donated I-pads and Reeboks to the entire CAP program. You can read more about what he did here. http://rapfix.mtv.com/2012/06/01/rick-ross-gives-back-to-high-school/
Many rappers only receive press when its something that the media can open the
10 P.M. news with. You’ll never see a rapper who gives back to the community in the headlines for that.
I wanted to make sure that this weeks headline put the positive spin on Rick Ross.
I have tattooed tears of joy…