Where Is The Love?

My how time flies when you're having fun! It seems likeown. Biting was punishable by public ridicule and utter
just yesterday that I was rocking my adidas suit withhumiliation, among other things I won't get into right now.
matching suede adidas sneakers and Kangol standingAny real emcee, deejay, graffiti artist, or breaker would
in my B-boy stance dissin' other emcees in the lunchrather die a slow and painful death than to even be
room. Maybe I'm giving my age away right now, but soaccused of biting. However, nowadays it's done like it's
be it because I earned each and every year and itthe right thing to do. There are too many culprits to
wasn't easy.even attempt to name names. You and I both know
I remember staying up late Friday or Saturday nightswho they are, and if you don't, all you have to do is
to listen to Mr. Magik's Rap Attack with my tape deckcheck the Billboard charts and you'll find biters at or
set to record. Hip Hop taught me about the world I livenear the top on any given week. Why, you ask? it's
in and politics, not to mention teaching me about myselfthe love man! It's the love!
and the history of my people.Believe it or not, there was a time when being a "thug"
This is back in the day when kids would be at homewasn't cool. Remember Slick Rick's "Hey Young
late nights where they belong, as opposed to being upWorld"? What about "Self Destruction"? Even "We're
in the club getting tipsy or on the block doing whateverall in the Same Gang"? The list goes on and on. I guess
to get it. I remember block parties where everybodynone of that stuff matters now because cash rules
would come out and have a good time. There was noeverything around me. Its more about the art of the
gunplay or violence of any kind for that matter. Theresell than the art that is sold.
was a sense of Love and community in the music, butIt seems to be less about the music and more about
that was when she was just a girl. Now she is apromoting a thug, pimp, or hustler image. My question is
woman and an ambitious one at that. I'm talking aboutwho profits from all this and at what price? I think you
my love. Her name is Hip Hop.already know but I'll tell you anyway. The record
That brings me to the question of the day: Where iscompany profits at the expense of our youth's
the Love? Its actually kind of a stupid questioninnocence and the utter deterioration of our
because the Love is all around me. In fact, I've neverneighborhoods.
seen this much Love in all of Hip Hop's illustrious history.Fear not my people for all is not lost. There is a
This is a strong, borderline obsessive love that is trulymusical revolution going on right now as we speak.
the driving force of Hip Hop music right now. I'mThere are artist that create original music and rhymes
referring to the love of money, fame, and materialfrom their heart and soul. We as Hip Hop need to take
items of no lasting value. It seems that some "artist"control of the music that comes from our culture. I'll bet
now will do or say anything for their almighty dollar andyou're thinking, "how are we supposed to do that
their fifteen minutes of fame. This love motivatesTommy?" It's simple, don't support artist who promote
some to even break Hip Hop's oldest and most sacredtheir own image instead of the culture. It ain't hard to
rules.tell. You can hear it in their rhymes. Don't spend your
Remember when there was a sign at the door "NOhard earned cash for some rapper to tell you how rich
BITING ALLOWED?"he is, or how many cars he has, or how much his
To quote KRS-ONE "you've got to have style andjewels cost when you live in the projects and ride the
learn to be original or else everyone will want to disssubway.
you."Sadly enough, some would consider this position to be
Now for you younger cats out there that don't know, I'llhating. If that is the case then so be it. I'd rather have
put you up on game. Biting is copying someone else'sthat kind of hate than the kind of love I'm seeing in our
rhymes, beats, dance moves, tags, or whatever youmusic right now.
took from someone else and try to pass off as your