R.I.P. Jam Master Jay

[Tyjenks]

Anyone who, like me, grew up listening to rap music in the 80's before it became the evil empire it is today should feel a small pang of sadness. The D.J. from the trailblazing group Run-DMC, Jam Master Jay, was shot in the head and died last night in a recording studio in Queens.

Run-DMC never rapped about gats, bitches, rollin ' on 20's, and ice on their wrists and made rap digestable for the caucasian, music buying public. That makes it all the more curious as to why he was murdered.

I figured it deserved a mention.

[DavidCPA]

I was sorry to see that news also. I just picked up the Run DMC Greatest Hits CD at Wal-Mart 3 weeks ago. I played basketball and ran track on predominantly black teams during Run DMC's heyday (1983-1988) and thought I had heard enough Run DMC to last me a lifetime until I was feeling nostolgic and bought the CD of course.

Christmas in Queens is one of my favorite modern Christmas songs.

-DavidCPA

[Tyjenks]

I played basketball and ran track on predominantly black teams during Run DMC's heyday (1983-1988) and thought I had heard enough Run DMC to last me a lifetime
Not possible. :)


Christmas in Queens is one of my favorite modern Christmas songs.

-DavidCPA

"Christmas in Hollis*", but I will forgive you that one transgression. :wink:

*Which is in Queens for any of you that are unaware.

[Anonymous]

There is officially no respect left for anything in this world.

You *do not* shoot members of Run-DMC in the head, or anywhere else for that matter.

(Oh, and to be fair, Run-DMC has at various times rapped about gats, bitches, and ice on their wrists.)

[Tyjenks]

(Oh, and to be fair, Run-DMC has at various times rapped about gats, bitches, and ice on their wrists.)

I realize that, but it was not the focus of their songs. They told stories, had fun, and bragged about their skillz on the m-i-c:

"The Kings of Rock their is none higher,
sucker MC's can call me sire.
I won't stop rappin' 'til I retire."

"Jam Master Jay king of the cross-fader...
He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest,
Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm a rhymin' apparatus.
Lotta guts when he cuts girls move there butts,
His name is Jay here to play he must be nuts......."

for example.

today:

"Lick it now, lick it good,
lick that pussy just like you should.
My head, my neck, lick my pussy and my crack."

I could go on and sure there are examples of tamer stuff, but it ain't like it used to be.

***Shakes cane and fist in the air at the young whipper-snapper rappers.***

[Kool Moe Dee]

Fucked up news...heard it last night. :evil:

[Dunc]

"The Kings of Rock their is none higher,
sucker MC's can call me sire..."

I liked The Beastie Boys tribute to that line:

"I'm the King of Boggle, there is none higher
I gets eleven points off the word 'quagmire'"

RIP JMJ

[Tyjenks]

It all pales in comparison to the Big Tymers' "Oh yeah"


'I'm your number one lover,
and we don't need a rubber.
Now, look what we done did,
messed around and had some kids.'

Wow. What social commentary.

'J-A-Y are the letters of his name,
cuttin' and scratchin' are the aspects of his game.'