Growing Up In Hip-Hop

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Comment by Mommy Dearest 1 day ago

My Bigger

Nigger this and nigger that!
Every other word, pulled out of the rap cats hat
Cocked to side that has no pride in its self
Proud to called a backwards, unintelligent, indigent
A hustle term that every black person should resent
Hated and degraded because of the color of our skin
Proving to the slave masters that we agree with them
Made political correct , curse words often resurrect
In the hearts and minds of men
fooled into thinking the word empowers them
When in reality it tightens the slave masters cuffs
Because our mental emancipation never released us
What's a nigger to you?
Just another gig-a-boo or
Or a term of endearment for a member of your crew
White boys wanta be called wiggers
And that's still elevated above a nigger
Get a clue to how many have died so that you and me too
Could be BIGGER then a nigger
Just because MC's make it sound hype, doesn't make it right
This ghetto terminology, describes a monkey's genealogy
That Hitler made no apology for
When Jessy Owens, blow the doors, open
For other BIGGERS that refused to be called niggers!
So if that so call nigger, you call Jigger
Can dictate, the fashion trends of urban men
why not then, what Black men label their friends
Not my nigger but my BIGGER
No doubt when the word gets out
Every Black brother will shout,
"What's up my BIGGER"
And dare anybody to call him a Nigger!

--Mommy Dearest

Comment by Neek, the Love Coach 1 day ago

Love leads to passion....that Hip Hop express so well.... Too often we minimize the importance of our relationships to others and even to our significant others. The person you seek comfort, encourage and sexual satification should be the one person who doesn't question how much he/she means to you. It is so easy for someone to have love & passion for music, art, foods, sports, and cars. When it comes to family, we can't chose what family are born into, but we can chose who/what we give our love to and how passionate we love.

Whether you have a college degree or your PhD in Everyday Hustling, you have been touched by Hip Hop. So support the Hip Hop that represents you. Don't see it,go find it. Fruits blossom from the results of its roots & underground foundation, but just from the branches.

Neek, the Love Coach
Born & Raised in Hip Hop
Family nutured in Hip Hop

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Comment by Mommy Dearest on November 13, 2009 at 7:24am

Momma's Girls

This is for all the Momma's girls...let me encourage you, not to cast your pearls...upon swine
For you are worthy, whether your walking the red carpet or standing in the welfare line
Just biding God's good old time...preserving through the grind...because you self-wind
Tic-Toc...as the Granddaddy of liars mocks...gocks
at your hands on a pole, legs cocked...while you watch the clock
For a woman's work, can never stop...her from raising to the top
Lord, who would have ever thought?
Pennsylvania Ave, would have a Sister holding down, the big White House at the end of the block
Yeah...little Black Girls Rock...marry little Black Boys, that get elected President, named Barak
When they grow up and take stock...of themselves
Damn the devil and respect their nails...become palm readers, crucified to their selves
Bought and paid for...by a priceless Man-who-cured...the sick and raised the dead
Worth tying red ribbons around, every last little girls head...alive or dead
Playing on the White House lawn...or dodging bullets in their designated Babylon
Lord, a new day must dawn...or innocents will be gone...for ever...ever, ever, ever!
And that's a long time...for Momma's girls to be crying...the blues...beaten up and abused
by the system...when they dead and gone, we gonna miss them...so let no man dis them
Take the time to teach them...that charm is deceitful and beauty is vain
But a woman that fears the Lord is to be praised
So let us tie red ribbons around her braids...no matter the age
Stand up and collectively wave, them in the air...show God that we care
for every last one of Momma's Girls!

Mommy Dearest http://mom-me-dearest.ning.com/">Mommy Dearest
http://mom-me-dearest.ning.com/

Comment by Valjeanne Jeffers on November 4, 2009 at 7:38am

Is everybody hip to this Brother? Outttasite!!

Comment by Valjeanne Jeffers on November 4, 2009 at 7:37am

Comment by Fran Jones on October 24, 2009 at 12:45pm

Please check out my blog on "Black Liquid". Trust me, he is a fresh face, sound, and attitued in hip hop.

Comment by Planet Ill on October 12, 2009 at 3:38pm

well Hip-Hop is still like that. the problem is that major outlets don't allow for that balance. It falls to people like Planet Ill and others to keep outlets open for good Hip-Hop , which is still created in abundance. The balance in the projection is missing, but the music is still there. We have to give it more light!

Comment by Terrena Carriman, Essence.com on October 12, 2009 at 2:50pm

The article on Mr. Magic is a great reminder of what Hip-Hop was birthed from. It was a need to be heard as an authentic & valid voice in the forum of social change, pop culture, entertainment, politics and art. It was us simply trying to be us.
Anyone miss those days as much as I do?

Comment by Planet Ill on October 6, 2009 at 5:31am

Thanks for Joining. We have tons of video footage that will be added here, from interviews to concert footage. Grow with us. Feedback is welcome

Comment by THE SOL SURVIVOR on October 5, 2009 at 10:56pm

thanks............... seen the movie trailer on a site that i frequent!!!!!!!!!! lol....

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