Cold Truth
IllMuzik Moderator
i ask this becausei have been listening to three personal classics right now- Wu Tang Forever, Cappadonnas The Pillage, and Lyricist Lounge Volume 1.
the tracks i have listened to the most are Cappa's "black boy" and "young hearts", and Primes "No Matter" and the whole 1 disc of the wu forever.
i remember what life was like at the time. i was a runaway on and off the street, having to literally run from cops and social workers who found me a few times, my family was a complete wreck.... we were all in either foster care or group homes, mom was having more kids, my girl was essentially everyone else's girl, broke as can posibly be....., i was getting jumped a lot (i live in southern california, and i loved the color red....figure it out...)
i hated life at the time. i was miserable and stressed to no end- and pretty much resigned to that future of hopelessness. all i had was my music to listen to, my breaking, and my notebook to write rhymes in.
now,i have a great job, i live wit hmy uncle and grandma on 5 acres of peaceful land, i got a pretty damn good setup on my pc with some major pieces to be added and i am doing the things i love- both with my job and my music. life is now, for the most , good. i have a few major family issues still, but life is nothing like it was growing up, and i thank God for that. but the las t couple years, writing has been a problem.... and i didnt understand why.
basically, i have gotten comfortable- and in doing so gotten lazy. i can afford to chill on the playstation for a whole weekend. i dont feel the urgent need to get this done. my writing doesnt reflect the raw passion, frustration, anger or power it once did to reflect the life i had at the time. its a trip, because i understood what made alot of those classic albums so great- biggie, nas, tupac, etc- and these guys were all in the middle of the life that i have left behind......
and these cd's are reminding me of those times, and its kind of put me back into that mode thought wise.
so, question. am i being "fake" or not "keeping it real" if i am back in that mode, writing about things that i havent truly lived for the last three years? it's just kind of got me wondering since you couldnt really guess what my past was like by looking at my current life and lifestyle.
anyone else deal with a circumstance like this at all?
the tracks i have listened to the most are Cappa's "black boy" and "young hearts", and Primes "No Matter" and the whole 1 disc of the wu forever.
i remember what life was like at the time. i was a runaway on and off the street, having to literally run from cops and social workers who found me a few times, my family was a complete wreck.... we were all in either foster care or group homes, mom was having more kids, my girl was essentially everyone else's girl, broke as can posibly be....., i was getting jumped a lot (i live in southern california, and i loved the color red....figure it out...)
i hated life at the time. i was miserable and stressed to no end- and pretty much resigned to that future of hopelessness. all i had was my music to listen to, my breaking, and my notebook to write rhymes in.
now,i have a great job, i live wit hmy uncle and grandma on 5 acres of peaceful land, i got a pretty damn good setup on my pc with some major pieces to be added and i am doing the things i love- both with my job and my music. life is now, for the most , good. i have a few major family issues still, but life is nothing like it was growing up, and i thank God for that. but the las t couple years, writing has been a problem.... and i didnt understand why.
basically, i have gotten comfortable- and in doing so gotten lazy. i can afford to chill on the playstation for a whole weekend. i dont feel the urgent need to get this done. my writing doesnt reflect the raw passion, frustration, anger or power it once did to reflect the life i had at the time. its a trip, because i understood what made alot of those classic albums so great- biggie, nas, tupac, etc- and these guys were all in the middle of the life that i have left behind......
and these cd's are reminding me of those times, and its kind of put me back into that mode thought wise.
so, question. am i being "fake" or not "keeping it real" if i am back in that mode, writing about things that i havent truly lived for the last three years? it's just kind of got me wondering since you couldnt really guess what my past was like by looking at my current life and lifestyle.
anyone else deal with a circumstance like this at all?