I remember when.....

Today in our wiki post we had to discuss the day we fell in love with HIp Hop...............

I hated Hip Hop. This statement is blasphemous now that I’m a breeder of this culture, I’m what keeps it alive.

I was young, couldn’t be more than 8 when I received my first dose of Hip Hop. I would visit my “hood” cousins in east OKC, and they’d blast this mess until the speakers would bleed.

I judged them.

My parents were educated; theirs were in prison, on crack, or dead. Our family car radio never left Gospel, Luther Vandros, or Earth Wind and Fire. That was music to me, and this was poison.

But, something happened one day when I was taking that reluctant ride to the neighborhood grocery store. I could actually understand what they were saying.

The album was CrazySexyCool.

At this moment I understood my cousins, and found a respect for the way they were. They were a product of their surroundings the same way Hip Hop is. I fell in love in that car with a culture that surpasses every trial it goes through.

I fell in love with the hustler mentality.