Hip-hop, in its purest form, is the great unifier. It is the scion of jazz, rhythm and blues and poetry and is the nectar of the soul.
Hip-hop belongs to the human race. It speaks to youth, the revolutionary, the forgotten and the disenfranchised and displaced. Listen close enough and you’ll discover that hip-hop leads the conversation of the educated, elite and enlightened as well.
Hip-hop’s hypnotic beats, tales of urban strife and David-versus-Goliath-like comeuppance has no color, no boundaries and no designated coast, hood or block.
That being said, the commercialization of hip-hop is endangering the authenticity of the genre like never before.
Hip-hop is fading because of Twitter “feuds,” manufactured studio catfights, “leaked” sex videos and nude pics, and, now — the lowest of the low — Hollywood kids cashing in on their fathers’ fame.
Now, hip-hop purists are rumbling over the latest trend (?) of celebrity kids entering the game.
Are Rich Hil and Chet Haze talented, or are they getting a little more attention and studio prep time because of their famous fathers?
Here are their videos. Tell us what you think.