Hip-hop has changed the name of the American Dream. It has transformed white-picket fences into 22” rims on a blacked-out Escalade. It has changed a dutiful wife and kids to a harem of women and a loyal entourage. Climbing the corporate ladder has become burning the corporate ladder, just to build it again, but this time with diamonds. In the same line as fast cars and quick women, hip-hop moguls rise swiftly, but fall faster. Face Off is here to pick up those tattered, dusty pieces left behind by the has-beens and once-was, polish them off, and present you with a sparkling competition.
Kentucky has produced innumerable cool things. For example, the KFC Double Down! But before the dawning of a new age of sandwich (try explaining to your kids that sandwiches used to be made with bread!), Kentucky was home to one of the most forgotten rap groups of our time: Nappy Roots. I am not sure whether today’s youth would understand an album like Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz, whose food technology is stuck in the dark ages, but a song like “Awnaw” transcends time…and sandwich technology.
Back in the simpler times of 2001, New Orleans popped out a rapper with so much virulent frantic ferocity in his voice he just could not settle for second place. Indeed, Mystikal did not settle, and landed his third album, Let’s Get Ready, at the very tip top of the Billboard charts. Shake Ya Ass topped the album, and reigned supreme on the summer dance floor until it faded into the backrooms of history, retaining only a cult-fueled glow of its hay-day glory.
Mystikal, too, flung himself into Hollywood for a quick 2 year jaunt with the likes of Lil’ Jon, Ludacris, and a handsome Grammy nomination. But, in an all too familiar hip-hop legend twist, by the beginning of 2004 Mystikal was behind bars, accused of sexual assault… not really surprising when his top song includes lyrics, “Hope this indecent proposal make you do somethin’ with me.” Regardless if the song is written by a pervert, no doubt it will have you shakin’ ya ass, and probably showin’ what ya workin’ with, too.
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