Nothing from nothing leaves nothing. That’s why i’m thuggin’
a lot of people like to call lil boosie, the louisiana 2pac. i’m not mad at this statement at all. boosie’s music covers the whole spectrum of the urban expereience from the ratchet anthems to the heart tugging penitentiary ballads. no one since 2pac has been able to so vividly put into song the joy and pain of the inner city.
it’s crazy to think but i’ve literally followed lil boosie’s whole rap career. the summer of 1998, my cousin came to visit from Baton Rogue, LA raving about his nasal voice classmate lil boosie. at the time, boosie was a 15 year old kid and down with c-loc and his concentration camp. they had just released a compilation titled, ‘da holocaust’ and lil boosie’s first solo album, ‘youngest of da camp.’ the first boosie track i ever heard was called “boosie II (don’t forget it)”, till this day it is still one of my favorite boosie tracks. the song was filled with an authoritative voice that sounded like he had been here before. 13 years later that is to be expected of boosie bad azz but back then it was mind-blowing. straight hood wisdom coming from a 15 year old teen.
nonetheless, shout out to j-scott, mike cherman, and everybody at imnotatoy.com for paying homage with this beanie.
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