When BADBOY was Bad boooooyyyyyy....
chitter chatter, Madder than the Mad Hatter
I bet you my sh*t come out fatter
to turn your body into antimatter... "
When Puffy Lorded over the HOTTEST artist roster on the planet
When we knew him by only one bleeding name... 'Puffy'
When gangster rap begun earning millions and white kids started getting into it (much to the chagrin of their parents).
During the HEIGHT of the BadBoy/Deathrow beef... actually i think this brought it out to the forefront. I mean, if i was on the opposing coast and record company, the intimidation brought on by every bass 'thump' during this performance would have me running 'drive-bys' as well.
Ahhhhh . . . i rememeber when i first watched this back in 95... WHAAAAATTTT!!! Intimidation.... Only rivalled by the the Intro for the NBA's Boston Celtics, during their header with the LA lakers this year during the playoffs.
Visualize this...
There is the loud crackling of thunder, blotches of dark opening up to light, but you can only make out silhouettes. Finally, you make out puffy, head down on an alter praying over the ominous riffs of a crying acoustic guitar...
"Now i lay me down to sleep, i pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And if i should die before i wake, I pray to God i die a BADBOY
God Bless all my people in the streets
God bless my people making Hot Beats
God bless all my people Locked Down
... I live in the EAST, and Imma DIE in the EAST"
Whaaaaaaaaaattt?? Next thing, the lights break out and a rapper jumps out of backstage doing this verse...
"Just... like ... Uniblab robotic kickin' flab
My flavor be the badderchitter chatter, Madder than the Mad Hatter
I bet you my sh*t come out fatter
to turn your body into antimatter... "
At this point, i thought my heart would come out of my mouth, land on my palm and explode into bits witht he energy. I wouldn't want to be a DEATHROW toilet cleaner, let alone an artiste at this point. Sh*t don't stop there however, Puff decides to further twits in that ice-pick by bringing out not only Craig mack... but Faith Evans (U Used to Love Me), Total (Can't U See), Junior MAFIA (repped by KIM, 'Player's Anthem'), and then FINALLY the KING takes stage; The Notorious B.I.G performes 'One More Chance' to close the performance with wigglets filling the stage carrying platinum certifications and self-hype picket signs.
"She's sick of that song, oh how it's so long
Thought he worked It until I handled my biz
There I is;
There I is;
Major Payne like Damon Wayans
Low Down Dirty even like his brother Keenan
Schemin;
Low Down Dirty even like his brother Keenan
Schemin;
Don't leave ya girl round me
True player for real, ask Puff Daddy... "
True player for real, ask Puff Daddy... "
Some genius (said without NO sarcasm at all, I promise) decides to steal shots of the audience, especially DeathRow peeps . . . The humiliation is PITIFUL!
Please enjoy this nostalgic journey with me. If this doesn't take you back to that period when HipHop music (albeit commercial) made you want to grow up and be a rapper, write me and curse me out ;-)
Extra added merriment for you to enjoy during the holidays:
Craig Mack - Flava In Ya Ear (Remix)
2 comments:
Dang, you took it waay back! Seeing Diddy do the 'Puffy' dance gave me goosebumps. Great blog!!!
I might as well go ahead and fall in love with you, bad habits or not. Sighs* Why didn't I find your blog sinceeee.
Now, I have to digest everything...
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