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Wednesday, November 16, 2005
7:20 PM


There's No Gay In G-Unit

 

Months after Kanye West appears on national television to speak against the homophobia that pervades hip hop, 50 Cent - who's antithetical to everything Kanye represents, opens his mouth to say the exact opposite.

Being gay isn't cool - it's not what the music is based on. There's always been conflict at the centre of hip-hop, because it's all about which guy has the competitive edge, and you can't be that aggressive if you're gay.
I guess he would have a point if all gay men were effeminate. Then again, how gangsta is referring to your piece as a lollipop, singing like a rejected Harlem Boys Choir member over Dre-produced beats, and chit chatting with the ladies of daytime talk show "The View?"

He goes on to add that he has nothing against gay men, though he's quick to note how uncool it is to be gay in that same interview. Pace yourself, 50. Breath. Think. Think some more. Speak. Take a five minute break before you repeat the steps.

At the end he adds, "I mean, some rappers are fruity, but they don't say they're gay out in the open." No, they don't. They shoot homoerotic shower scenes for their semi-autobiographical film while appearing in GQ in a dazzling ensemble.


What up, blood

What up, cuz

What up, blood

What up, gangsta

Not so much. I'm thinking more along the lines of...

Greta Garbo, and Monroe

Deitrich and DiMaggio

Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean

On the cover of a magazine

Show the world how aggressive hip hop can be in the pages of a men's style magazine. Strike a pose, 50.

This nutty negro has the gall to poke his chest out with the fan blowing ala Marionce (I had to combine the two) in a magazine decked out with ads for "man bags" yet he's saying gays can't be in hip hop because the culture is too aggressive. Negro, please.

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