Peace and universal greetings to you and all. This is your homie Cee aka Omegasun aka Got da Skills (one of my first complete songs) hitting you live with another touch of Omegasunslight. This is for the lover in you. The lover of lyrics. See, I was in love and involved with the culture of hip hop since 1980. The breakdancing, graffiti writing, the deejaying and most intimately the emceeing. I have always been exposed to great songs with rich and deep lyrics. Marvin Gate would play loud in my house asking "What's Going On" & saying "Let's Get It On". Each reaching our passions in different ways. Pure music of honest views song by Curtis Mayfield on how "We are Winners" and "Miss Black America" or even "If There's a Hell Below". I can list a plethora (yeah, I'be been waiting to say that word) of great songs and artists. My focus is the lyrics. They would ease the tension of the day, playing along with the music, guiding your groove or soothing you to meditate. Or even greater, prepping you to make love with sincerity. Hip hop took those elements and crafted the call and response of controlling the crowd to start it off. Get things hype and live. People had fun to sing songy material with almost scat diddys. Reminding us of Little Richard "Tuti Fruity" or some of other doo wop songs. Of many early hip hop acts to epitomize this style, Busy Bee stands out. But soon a changing guard came in the form of intellectual partying. Kool Moe Dee put that "BA b b BA ish on hold". It stunned everybody. Changed the game. Now you really had to say something and people were listening. Fast forward a bit to song like Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five's "The Message" that gave us a glimpse of the inner city woes and a descriptive view of the environment. We partied to that. Crash Crew, Funky Four plus One More, Fearless Four, Treacherous Three, these brothers and a couple of sisters. There's so many names of talent and creativity, this could go on for days. FF a little more, young guys like Run DMC, Rakim, Big Daddy Kane, KRS 1, taking the bar and pushing it higher. With each addition of new talent, the bar would push higher. People learned from lyrics. Shared emotions. Got motivated. Got involved. And partied. I can truly say that it was an anointing coming up in the era dubbed as the "Golden Age". Even what came after it, when many regions began vibin', this culture was cresting into a monumental wave of impact that soon hit the international stage. Lyrics were informative, diverse, funny, serious, awe inspiring and down right filled with "what!" moments. We all have top ten and five lists and that usually takes up too much time and kills the spirit of what I'm after. The treasure of true lyricism that makes me groove. With the new stage of "swag rap" and "pop rap", most of us 30 and betters ( yeah I said it) can't help but to pop in Public Enemy or Brand Nubian once in a while and zone out. Throw on Slick Rick and go through some things. A time where being fly meant being civilized and original. It wasn't what you wore at times but how you finessed it. The youth are picking up on it now, I just hope that they are able to regain that balance of intellect and party. Not afraid to step out of boxes but with enough pride not to jump in one either. The words have magic that can alter reality for the better or the worst. Moving the crowd in my opinion is not a fashion statement but ideaology. We went from rhyming about applying the "sixth sense to each dense" on beat, to "my rims are clean and my lens tint, my mans spray you up for like two cent". There's a problem. First you snitching. Second, when you run into some who wants to "check for all that", you better show up. And its usually someone that looks like you. We got to do better. Put more thought in the words we say for our tongue is the rudder to the vessel of life or death. Peep my words....(shout to Sean Price...good dude, great music) As always thank you once again. Check MCA opportunity. Not playing with it, its adding up minor. Soon to be major. http://www.mcacashfreedom.com Remember, live fully. Love freely and be your own music. Owww! (Make your heartbeat go platinum)
Oh yes. For the pic..rest in peace my GCA alumni and friend Jason Ward aka Half a Mil (God still living)
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