Mein Kampf (My Struggle)

*I should give a disclaimer to this, but I'm not. If you're dumb enough to think that this has anything to do with any type of adoration for Hitler, you're an idiot.

No.
This is not a reverse Hitler-esque poem that cries about how blacks need a home.
No.
This is not about the African-American struggle of racism, discrimination, self-hatin', and harangues about how we will nevermake it.
No.
This is about my own individual struggle
like Hitler
but minus the bigoted gibberish about exterminating the blacks and the Jews and the gays
No,
this is about my reality, my struggle,my ways
My struggle is unique to myself but can apply to anyone else
My struggle is about me
and how I became too blind to see who I was, or am-
Because it's like damn
I lost myself like a swimmer would lose his life when the dams break
or when an entire population and culture dissipates when the levees break
and in the process of death I lost me,
my beliefs,
what I stand for,
my identity.
And no matter how hard I try and where I search,
I can't seem to find me
M.E.
What do these two letters even mean?
I must eliminate my emptiness
and most definitely eliminate my eternal misconceptions in an attempt to erase misery and emerge back into..
M.E.
Dreaming of when I was an infant and I was free
when I could just lay in bed and have everything handed to me
When I could just smile, eat, shit, and sleep all day
Now I sleep because I can't bear to face another day
because then I will wake and realize that I'm only a shell of my former, fresh out of the womb naked self
Sometimes, almost always, I feel like somebody else
Tara who?
To tell the truth
sometimes I forget my own name,
cuz ever since that day nothing has ever been the same
and it's true, things change
but what do you do when nothing that keeps you sane remains?
Guess that's why I'm going insane
It's a tug-o-war and I'm losing the game
So what's my name?
Tell me is life just a game?
before you answer that please direct me to the lost and found
even though not too deep down I know that I am lost and will never be found
I was once lost and am still lost
my vision was blurry and now I can't see
So, where the hell is my Amazing Grace?
Will I always be trapped in my struggle?
Mein Kampf
Like Hitler,
but minus the bigoted gibberish about exterminating the blacks and the Jews and the gays
No,
this is about my reality, my struggle,my ways

Wiki-Hip Hop

This is what comes up when you search "Hip Hop" in Wikipedia.

"Hip hop music is a music genre typically consisting of a rhythmic vocal style called rap which is accompanied with backing beats. Hip hop music is part of hip hop culture, which began in the Bronx, in New York City in the 1970s, predominantly among African Americans and Latino Americans.[1][2] The term rap music is often used synonymously with hip hop music.

Rapping, also referred to as MCing or emceeing, is a vocal style in which the performer speaks rhythmically and in rhyme, generally to a beat, recently, however, a difference has developed between "rapping" and "MCing". "MCing" has been used to describe those artists who possess and exercise superior lyrical ability and prowess. Beats are traditionally generated from portions of other songs by a DJ, or sampled from portions of other songs by a producer, though synthesizers, drum machines, and live bands are also used, especially in newer music. Rappers may perform poetry which they have written ahead of time, or improvise rhymes on the spot with or without a beat. Though rap is usually an integral component of hip hop music, DJs sometimes perform and record alone, and many instrumental acts are also defined as hip hop."

Although they tried, it seems a little weird when people narrowly define Hip Hop or when they even attempt to define it at all. I believe that Hip Hop is like beauty, it's in the eye of the beholder. Way back in the beginning of the semester when the class had to free write about "Hip Hop Is," I'm pretty sure that no two people had the same description of Hip Hop. Personally, I think its a way of life. It's more than a music form and even a culture. HIP HOP IS LIFE FOR THOSE WHO CHOOSE TO LIVE IT.

Stanky Leg

My friend from the South told me that this is the new Soulja Boy down there. It plays in all the clubs and is the hottest thing right now. I never even heard of it until I youtubed it.

Is this Hip Hop AND is it authentic? Hmm..

No Time For Fake Niggas

No Time for Fake Niggas:Hip-Hop Culture and the Authenticity Debates

The presentation that I gave in class the other day really had me thinking. You know...what makes a rapper authentic? What determines if they are Hip Hop or not? Is it their lyrical content? Their swagger? Is it how much money and hoes they have? What truly makes an authentic rapper? Does authenticity lie in the eyes of the beholder (the listeners/fans like you and me)? Or is authenticity something internal, that is to say that if a rapper thinks they are legit then they are legit..too legit too legit to quit (haha MC Hammer- is that man authentic?). But really though- what makes a rapper authentic and who is anyone to judge what authenticity is? I really have to think about that one. Damn, this is getting philosophical.