Chapter 539

Even if it is the hip-hop music magazine with the best sales and the greatest influence, it is very rare for TheSource to make the awards ceremony like this. After all, the group of people who buy hip-hop magazines is small and poor, and it seems that the cooperation with professional broadcasting agencies has not been discussed. Everything has to be done by yourself, and it is completely understandable that the organization is not satisfactory on the first attempt.

Most of the famous singers from the East and West Coasts, the Midwest, and the South all came to join in the show, which shows how much the whole hip-hop circle values ​​this attempt. The Grammys, AMA, and even the Black Soul Train Music Awards all have varying degrees of appreciation for hip-hop music. Apart from Song Ya himself, De Rui, and other hip-hop stars who have won mainstream awards, all other singers are extremely eager to have a stage that truly belongs to them.

"But that's not too good, is it?"

Song Ya looked at the growing crowd of "onlookers" on the edge of the stage, and complained to Al who was sitting beside him, "I'm not afraid of being simple, but at least don't let the outside world underestimate the self-organization ability of the hip-hop circle."

"Self-organization? Are you serious?"

Big A grinned and interjected, "I heard that The Source magazine allocated 100 seats to the west coast, and they came this time with 30 lame gangs, 30 blood gangs, and 15 predators. For these seats, the three families also held a gang meeting in Los Angeles, and they almost fought on the spot."

Song Ya rolled her eyes and stopped mentioning this.

"The winning song is: London Bridge! From Fergie! Welcome!"

Even though LondonBridge won the billboard top list, and Song Ya, the king of Chicago rap, CAA seemed to have quietly exerted its strength. The Source magazine, as the main media attacking Fergie’s white identity at the time, still only lost a small award. Moreover, it was arranged at the very beginning of the ceremony, and the awards were presented in a hurry when the order of the scene had not yet stabilized.

There is no close-up camera, even if there is, it is impossible, because after the headlights on the top of the theater are turned off, there is no light to the auditorium. Fergie took a deep breath, stood up, and brought two black women The valet walked up to the stage.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Song Ya warned her when she came to her side.

She waved her hand back to indicate that she knew, and then walked onto the stage accompanied by the music of "Lun Ding, Lun Ding, Lun Ding...".

"Bichi..."

"White woman get out of here!"

"Hip-hop music belongs to African-Americans!"

Immediately, the yelling of the black girls came from the pitch-black auditorium, one after another.

The men on and off the stage burst into laughter. Today, Fergie is still wearing the iconic low-waist skirt, small suspenders, and a large-sized Gucci jacket. It is a boutique of the famous black clothing designer and buyer Dapper Dan in New York. Tailored for hip-hop.

As a black man, DapperDan was famous for selling fake brand names at first, and later he also made genuine products. He seized on the mentality of black upstarts for fear that others would not know that they were wearing brand-name clothes, and made the logos of various big brands bigger and placed them on clothes and The conspicuous place on the outside of the packaging bag is not satisfied with just one, but fills the entire row and the entire surface. It has been a great success for more than ten years, and it has stepped out of the black circle and is very popular among the newly rich in Asia. His idea was simply copied back by those big names, and similar official models have been released recently, but those big names turned back and sued Dapper, and it was recently reported that they would close the store, who told him that he likes to sell knockoffs.

"Uh..." Fergie took the trophy from the presenter and cleared her throat.

The black men watching her body from the edge of the stage looked at her body up and down with prey eyes, while the women pouted their lips with disdain on their faces, and the shouts from the stage rose one after another, gradually rising to insults.

"Thanks, I'm honored, uh..."

Fergie must have been a little apprehensive, she moved her mouth close to the microphone, unconsciously shaking the trophy in her hand, "Yo... my friends in New York..."

Song Ya feels a little bad,

Standing straight up, staring into the dimly lit auditorium, trying to shut up those brunettes.

Al, Big A, and others around him also stood up with a huff, and there was a lot of movement, and everyone else looked towards the far left side where they were.

The black light is blind, and a group of old blacks staring at people is still very deterrent. Those black girls dare not speak up, only a black girl sitting behind Latifah responded loudly: "APLUS, you shouldn't be fascinated by those White girl, look at me...haha..." It should be a little singer, and while talking, he shook his shoulders at Song Ya, shook his sizable upper body, and made Latifa in front of him laugh.

"Thank you TheSource magazine for this award, and my record label..."

Fergie took advantage of the silence to read a speech of thanks.

"This is New York, M-Fxxk from Chicago, stay safe!"

Song Ya's deterrence and the remarks of the local black girl made the men in New York unhappy, and someone cursed loudly.

"Who's there?"

Unable to see who was scolding, Tony pointed the middle finger at the source of reputation, trying to find him.

"Thank you, thank you everyone." Fergie had finished speaking as quickly as possible and walked off the stage.

"Tony! Sit down!"

The goal was achieved, and Song Ya was afraid that Tony would make things worse, so she turned around and stopped her cousin, and asked her subordinates to sit down again.

"Guess what? Maybe we should teach that billionaire who likes to lick white dudes a lesson today!"

"Don't think we are afraid of you APLUS, even if you are from GD!"

"Fuck your DIVA! You shouldn't be here!"

After he sat down, the men in New York cursed harder.

"Thank you." Fergie put her arms around his neck immediately after stepping off the stage, and pecked him on the cheek.

"Don't be afraid, go and sit down." Song Ya asked her to sit back, "Tony, silencer, send her away when someone doesn't pay attention, don't wait until the awards ceremony is over."

"Okay, you also be careful." Tony also knew that he couldn't stand up again in this situation, otherwise the conflict would definitely intensify.

Fortunately, the award ceremony continued, and the attention of the old blacks was quickly diverted.

In the middle of the award ceremony, there were more and more people on the stage, and it was already a mess like a battle scene in a nightclub, or a low-end nightclub with poor order...

Then 2PAC, wearing a blood gang red jumper and wearing a red baseball cap backwards, led a lot of cheers, "I'm on bail, I'm on bail..."

This guy was performing live on 'OutOnBail', bail, he just got out of jail because of that sexual assault and abuse case late last year, very proud of it. "I was released on bail. That bitch was a complete false accusation. The police and prosecutors in Los Angeles wanted to frame me, but I have money and can afford a good lawyer, so I am very stupid. Don't try to lock me up in a cell in Los Angeles... ..."

Although the lyrics are very rough and straightforward, this guy is a natural star, walking from one side of the chaotic stage to the other, constantly controlling the field with body language and hip-hop gestures, quickly attracting everyone's attention to him On a person, the rhythm and flow are also top-notch.

"Just now, go, get out of here."

Song Ya took the opportunity to let Tony and the others quietly send Fergie and her followers away.

"Isittrue!..." 2PAC also boasted that he and Janet Jackson made a "flick".

The old blacks in the audience screamed strangely.

"I'm out on bail, I'm out on bail, gangster life never says never..." 2PAC's voice is the most suitable for gangsta rap, and now with the blessing of a prison life like Snoop Dogg, it is even more famous in the black community , is highly recommended.

"He recently hooked up with Jodeci again."

Big A, who wandered back from nowhere, approached and reported.

"Yeah, I know." 2PAC has a good relationship with the New York rap scene, especially with the Harlem pops like Biggie, like Jodeci, not surprisingly.

"I also inquired about something just now, guess what it is?" Big A continued.

"Don't give in."

"Mary Blige signed to Sugnett's agency and is switching from Uptown Records to MCA."

"real?"

Song Ya turned her head and stared at Big A's face, "Is this impossible?"

Even though Su Ge Knight has a good relationship with Puff Daddy, and even though Uptown Records is originally a label under MCA, Mary Blige, a female singer from the west coast, is a big name that Puff Daddy especially wants to gather under the label, and the contract expires. It's time to switch to Pladdy's Bad Boys record, how could Suge Knight sign and go to MCA?

"So Sugnett and she didn't come to the scene, Puff Daddy was very angry, didn't you see?" Big A showed off.

"Defect?"

Puff Daddy is one of the producers of Mary Blige's first hit album. When K-Ci was still alive, they and Jodeci had long been united against the owner of Uptown Records, Harrell. It was a fateful friendship. In reality Also kept getting mixed up.

"It seems that Mary Blige doesn't want to be signed to a small label like Bad Boys Records." Big A said.

He is a DJ, and to some extent he is more familiar with the black music circle than Song Ya. This judgment is correct. Mary Blige has been called the successor of Aretha Franklin, and her music career is very good. No matter how good Papa has a good relationship with the New York hip-hop media, Bad Boys Records is still a small label with no major achievements. It is a very rational choice for Mary Blige not to go.

At a time like this, friendship is not easy.

It's just that Puff Daddy's dream is about to shatter.

"Smart woman." Song Ya admired.

Mary Blige is very smart. She knew that this move would offend Puff Daddy who is involved in the underworld too much, so she signed Su Ge Knight's agency. With Su Ge Knight of the Blood Gang, Puff Daddy couldn't touch her even if he wanted to. . Maybe Jodeci has already made the same choice, because they have frequently played songs with 2PAC recently, and they seem to have stayed away from Puff Daddy.

But in this way, Su Ge Knight is too stupid. In order to earn commissions from Mary Blige and Jodeci, she ruined the great situation of the East and West coast rap labels that had been managed with great difficulty, and Puff Daddy Turning against each other is certain.

Of course, Mary Blige and Jodeci are both popular, and it doesn't seem unacceptable to offend a small New York label owner for this profit.

What about the joint propaganda they just started? The biggest opponent of the Chicago meeting was ruined by internal strife?

Song Ya almost laughed out loud. Su Genet's brain circuit is really weird. He doesn't really plan to unify the east and west coasts, does he? Under the regional complex of gangsta rap, can he really do it?

"The winner is: APLUS!"

Finally it was my turn to win the award. Perhaps to protest the AMA, Grammy and Soul Train Music Awards’ lack of emphasis on rap music, The Source set up a variety of awards, and Song Ya won a considerable creative award.

"Hey NAS."

Accompanied by Dion Wilson and Al, he walked onto the stage, took the trophy from his buddy NAS, and shook the audience. Dad and Derry stared at him with piercing eyes.

"Thanks, uhmm..."

After adjusting my mood, I stood behind the small podium and turned up the microphone a little.

"Thanks to TheSource magazine for giving me the affirmation, and congratulations to them for holding such a successful awards ceremony, which really belongs to our hip-hop music..."

He started to comment with a big face.

"Hip-hop music has long been underappreciated by mainstream awards..."

There is another task at this award ceremony. After the beginning, it was planned as soon as possible, and the language of the organization gradually extended the topic. There are some new and old grudges, and it’s time to settle them together. "I noticed that some New York My friends don't welcome me..." he said with a smile.

"Almost! Get off stage, Chicagoans! Don't dawdle!"

Someone below gave a knowing laugh, and someone yelled at the top of their voices.

"I'm sorry, please allow me to say a few words... Seriously, I love New York very much, the second favorite after Chicago..."

He continued to reflect on the past, "I remember when I first came to New York a few years ago, I was a teenager in Chicago wearing second-hand clothes. In a way, I succeeded in New York..."

"Actually, I can empathize with everyone here. We need this award so much. We have encountered many unfair things in this country, such as smearing and ignoring by the mainstream media, and racial discrimination..."

Hearing this, Derry in the audience rolled his eyes, "OMG, the two-headed snake has started again..."

"I still remember……"

Song Ya paused, put her hands on the podium, lowered her head, and made a gesture of stabilizing her emotions, "I still remember the first major record company I entered, SBK, I will never forget...the first time I sat in their conference room , oh my god, that's true, a..."

Put up a finger, "Not a single NGer..."

This time the audience laughed.

"It's hard to imagine how I survived those days friends, I was even given a watermelon... from, from one of their executives, it seems to be called Rob? Or Robert or something, yes, called Robert... ..."

"WTF?" Some reporters in the auditorium immediately got up and left, "Where is the public phone? Take me there, quick, quick!"

"I remember that scene very clearly, he asked the secretary to send a plate of beautifully cut, red watermelon compote into my recording studio."

"I……"

He touched his forehead, slightly choked up, "I was only sixteen years old at the time, and I didn't even know what the other party's behavior meant. Although my career has been successful now, that scene... that scene will be forever branded. It's a bad experience every time I look back on it in my memory."

"Fxxk white man!" Someone shouted from below.

Feeling that someone was approaching with a camera, he wiped his face, "I'm very happy. Today, brothers and sisters from the East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, and South are gathered here. The host is our own, and the judges The same is true for the award presenters and winners, we are connected with each other, watch and help each other, just like a big family..."

"Is this NGer running for the Grand Commander!?"

The angry father couldn't bear it anymore, and complained to the servants around him.