It was aight.
I sat in the passenger seat of the rented SUV with the windows down, snapping pictures as we came to the red light at the intersection of 45th and Broadway... Times Square. As we pulled to a stop, this dude came right to the door of the car, stuck his head well into my personal space and asked, "Hey! You guys like hip-hop?"
I was dressed for the theater in the only dress shirt I own. I am, it should be pointed out, the whitest person you've ever met.
"Yes. I love hip-hop. It's all I listen to."
He shoved a CD in my face. A CD featuring a lovely portrait of Chedda Boy himself and two smoking 9mm handguns. "It's A Gangsta Menace C-Boy". His mother is very proud, I'm sure.
"Remember me. I'm gonna be famous."
There was an awkward pause. Awkward in the way that while I paused, he stood there with his head still inside the car. Awaiting my reaction, I presumed.
"Any donation is welcome."
Ah. He was asking for money. I fumbled through my wallet, hoping not to make a scene of the stack of twenties and handed him five dollars.
As we sped away the only adieu I could muster was, "Thanks, brutha." Our trip back to Connecticut up the Westside Highway was orchestrated with the rhythmic stylings of "Knock Knock Twice" and "It's Money In Da Hood".
What? You didn't think I'd shell out five bones for a CD and not listen to it, did you?
Filed under - Entertainment | I Heart NYC | TravelS'up, White Dawg. I think it was a higher power bringing you to meet your brotha from anotha motha. Ballin'.
i have it too
my mother went up to new york and this guy just handed it to her
i am listening to it right now
its not very original....... or good
yeah i met this guy too. He was like throw some dolla's on that man show some love. i gave him 15 dollars cuz he was tight. though on the back of the cover there are 22 songs and on the cd there are 12
I was walking down 5th ave of all places minding my own business when this guy gets all up in my face, he was like "you like hiphop?" I was like "ya i like hiphop"
He puts this Gangsta Menace CD in my hands and was like "I produced this, it's got lil' scrappy, lil' wayne, kanye west" (yes I know its bullshit) and "I'll give it to u for ten dollars" This guy was such a novelty to me that I thought it would make a good souvenir of my trip. So look for a ten in my wallet realizing all I have are 20's and 100's in his plain view. So I give him a $20.
Then this other guy with a stack of the same CD comes next to me. So I got a wall to my right, the first guy in front of me, and this new guy to my left. He was LOUD! "I'll give you this whole STACK, for that hundred in your wallet!!"
While this is going on the first guy walked away. So I call him back and told him he's gotta give me my change. He was like "I thought you was helping me out" acting like he didn't know shit. So finally he pulls out a handful of crumpled 1's and 5's, and I get my change. As I walk away the second dude was like "I GIVE U A CD FOR THAT DOLLAR!"
Looking back it's an experience I'll never forget. It's crazy how desperate some people are for money. The CD itself is actually not bad. Chedda Boy has a decent flow.
c-boy jumped down my throat like...a hungry rapper. he said, "come on son, gimme a dolla, something..." i threw him five. ya gotta respect the hustle and i couldnt diss his art with a single. nevertheless i got him to auto the cd and sign it to my name of course. shit, if c-boy makes it i got his first cd autographed, all for $5. to be honest his flow is aight, but unoriginal. his myspace pics however are with some legit people. ya never know. i bet hes sold more cds than ruben studdard. ill put $5 on that too.
Home | About | Fresh Fiddley | iBlog | Buy Swag | Archive | Search | Contact | Blogroll | BLOW | Mobile | Login/Register
...was it any good?