Hip-Hop. Personal Definition.

I wish I could capture the essence of hip hop and bottle it for my children to savor for generations to come.

I …wish I could explain the movement of love, art, positivity and blackness, intermingled with struggle, pride, oppression, freedom and expression, the promise of prominence to come

I wish I could explain the commercialization of our image, the marketability of our heritage our exploitation at the “man’s” extravagance. The demise of true art sold like hoes in Los Angeles…

I could only give reverence to something so lost, something that inspired me to be part of the cause, something that will go down in history, a music art form requiring no symphony

Just lyrics to a beat, a message loud and clear from the street, something so raw, it cannot pass as edible meat something that is like Oxygen to the air you breathe. Something you wear proudly as a badge on your left sleeve

I wish to capture hip hop in its true elegance welcoming dignitaries of every race, creed with its eloquence.

There is not a country that has not been touched, hip hops tentacles have expanded too much they have become part of social philosophy. The blood cells of mankind you are all part of we….

The voice to many who cannot just BE, the wind in the sails, the criminal that can’t make bail, the smoker digging through your mail the cop that beat you and said I dare you to tell….

As the slave hymns salved the wounded souls of the victims hip hop has provided us with a mission to expand ourselves from our condition if only through verbal sparring and genetic disposition.

I mourn for the lost spirits of hip hop the essence of the struggle and what not, the chains and skinny jeans and repetitious banter are meaningless…if your message is wasted on the profane and sacrilegious your life is poisonous and pointless leading your people down the path or spiritual, intellectual and moral torture.Youre reedemless...

  

Nina Davis