Friday, January 11, 2008

Cuz The Boyz n Tha Hood Are Always Harddd...

"Eazier Said than Dunn... Yeah that's a title!"

So the dude didn't write the majority of his own shit. Nor was he the best lyricist in the rap game (or NWA for that matter), even by early 90's standards. But.... Eric Muthaphuccin' Wright WAS an avant garde in molding the modern music industry early on in its oft' forgotten crepuscular epoch. Eazy has done more for music than most young jigs can see through their scribbled-on white sunglasses. Eazy not only played an essential part in popularizing West coast Hip-Hop, but he is equally accountable for many of the trends popularized in music a little more than a decade later.

Examples you ask?

Aside from chillin with the tall Israeli's (pre-pwnage of planet earth) that now run the game (and everything else) before it was cool to know one...
And pioneering the "Eazy Access" short cut to the love button now known as "saggin" (pause)...

How 'bout makin it cool to own your own label. Not just one of those fuck off labels either. We're not talkin' some "I'll sign all my weed carriers to this bitch to keep 'em feelin important!" type shit either (word to the Flipmode Squadddd!). Nah, Loc' was on his real shit widdit. As hard as he worked his corner in those Shell-Toes tossin Eightballs of yams and ish't, he wasn't puttin NAH'THIN to waste. And thus Ruthless Records was birthed. Eazy, that dirty Joo-bastard Jerry Heller, and everyone behind Ruthless was truly ahead of their time. Ruthless gave start to many of todays legendary/dominant music acts. Ranging from the fast rappin barbershop quartet from Cleveland (Bone bone bone boneeeee), your favorite gangster rapper's favorite gangster rapper (Cube nigga, who else???), to your white neighbor's sad equivalent to the Fugee's (will.i.am and them), Eazy has given birth to legacies that still burn bright to this hour.

The man that made his living off of Cube and D.O.C.'s throwaways (and small chips and chunks of their royalty checks not to mention), did much more for the game than recognized by the average rapnigga. Even by todays standards, he's been successful as shit, I mean... come teh fux on kids. Stop crankin the Batman and open your eyes up. Duke has 5 (multi in some cases,)platinum albums under his belt (and a buncha gold ones to match). This is a major feat in the era of ring-tone rap. But even back then, it was something unheard of to go multiplat like that; around that point in time (not too long ago, but shit.. time flies) you were doin pretty fuckin swell if you went gold and got some spins on the regulah'. But to do it big like the homie Eazy did it. Fuck, it's a rare sight. The closest thing we got to him right now is Jigga (can't think of anyone else who fuct his team over like that atm.) And we all know fo' sho' that Sean Corey Carter cannot match the gangsta' of that 5'6'' nigga no matter how far his bankroll stretches. I mean, that Tae-Bo ho might have cement hands and a viscious black card swipe, but E said it best. Niggas his height dont fight.

-uno

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