You and Ya' Earth Tones
Urban-this. Urban-that. Somebody finsta get smacked. You and ya' earth tones.
I used to say whatever is overtly hip-hop, belongs to hip-hop. To the participants (MCs, DJs, etc.) and to the supporters (organizers, promoters, etc.). If you don't fall into any of these categories, please keep my clothes off your back. Please keep my rhymes out of your mouth. Please keep my beats out of your stereo.
I developed this philosophy because I was mad. Mad that a rich kid could consume all the necessary gear he needed to look like a hip-hop kid. Thief. Mad that audioheads would have Atmosphere on the same playlist as Nelly. Thief. Mad that a bourgie-ass kid from way out in fuckin' Mount Lake Terrace converted from C-walk to toprock with ease. Thief.
Then I retracted my philosophy, because of it's judgemental nature. Realizing that a few years ago I could have easily fallen into the same category as these thieves, I decided to keep my eye on progression, and not be all deconstructive and shit.
I don't know. It's hard to know who's thievin' and who ain't. Am I just supposed to stand around and let fools bumrush my shit?
FUCK Y'AWLS. Latch on to a different community.