Recently, I have been walking on the treadmill. Well, sometimes, I move faster than just walking. I use the treadmill for two reasons: weight loss and fighting stress/depression/anxiety/what-the-fuck-ever-else.
In the past, while using the treadmill, I never listened to music. I always thought music clouded my thoughts. To figure out problems, I always thought a clear mind was necessary.
One late afternoon, I plugged my iPhone into the treadmill. Dr. Dre’s Compton blasted as I walked. During my exercise, I realized the energetic music pumped up my workout. It encouraged me to move faster and walk more intense. Afterwards, I felt good.I even found the answer to an annoying problem. Now, I realized hip hop was good for the treadmill, at least for me it was.
Before my next work out, I downloaded hip hop music by today’s artist. Artists like Drake, Future and Fetty Wap. I didn’t care about the music quality. Nor did I care about lyric quality either. All this forty-seven year old cared about was energetic music giving me a good workout.
Over the next several treadmill workouts, the music provided the energy I needed. Yet, an unexpected thing happened. I started paying attention to the lyrics.
I don’t get it. Why are folks constantly saying hip hop is dead?
This is a lyric from Big Sean’s “Blessings” :
I live the life I deserve, blessed
Fuck a vacay I feel better at work
Here’s another lyric from the same song:
For my niggas who gonna go to Hell and back for me
I’mma give em Heaven on Earth for a hell of a check
Does these lyrics show a suffering hip hop ? I see a dude who rather work instead of sitting on his ass. Plus he cares about those who went out of their way for him. Or is he talking about his fans? Still, this is negative? Using the n-word may seem negative. Yet, what about the meaning behind the lyrics?
I’m not trying to be hip with the young crowd. Still, I just can’t figure out why do people keep saying hip hop is dead. For over twenty years, I heard this repeated over and over again. Also, the same ones who repeated hip hop’s death in the 90s… are still repeating it twenty years later. Plus some are creating Facebook posts about how white rappers are keeping it real over the black ones. Yet, the predominately black hip hop keeps thriving.
Oh well, time for my next workout. Hit it, Meek Mill!