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I Just Heard the N-Word 30,000 Times

Vulgar Sexuality

And while it may have been horror at "nigger" lyrics which launched my masochistic voyage into a 14-year-old's iPod, that horror was supplanted by an even greater horror as the hours ticked away.

Now, I'm fully aware that each generation of parents frets over the heightened sexual content of their kids' music, and that this cycle has been going on since time immemorial, from the scandalous waltz through the immoral Charleston to Elvis and then Madonna. Cole Porter wrote "In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking, now heaven knows, anything goes" way back in 1934. And I know I'm going to sound like just another out-of-it old fogey fearful of the younger generation's sexuality, but if you'd heard what I heard on that iPod, the blood would drain from your face. Our culture has reached what must be the end point of degraded obscenity, as each rapper tries to outdo his peers with absurd levels of sexual content that manages to be nauseating, juvenile and misogynistic in the extreme, all at once.

This, for example, was one of the songs on the iPod; imagine your 14-year-old daughter listening to songs like this:

Ain't No Fun (If The Homies Can't Have None) - Snoop Doggy Dogg (feat. Nate Dogg, Kurupt, and Warren G.)


You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ Eazy Dick

On W-Balls, right now, somethin new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg

And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys

A big bow wow wow, cuz we gonna make it a little mystery

here tonight, this is DJ Eazy Dick, on the station that

slaps you across your fat ass, with a fat dick.

[Verse One: Nate Dogg]

When I met you last night baby

Before you opened up your gap

I had respect for ya lady

But now I take it all back

Cause you gave me all your pussy

And ya even licked my balls

Leave your number on the cabinet

And I promise baby, I'll give ya a call

Next time I'm feelin kinda horny

You can come on over, and I'll break you off

And if you can't fuck that day, baby

Just lay back, and open your mouth

Cause I have never

met a girl

That I love

in the whole wide world

[Verse Two: Kurupt]

Well, if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch I'd always be broke

I'd never have no motherfuckin indo to smoke

I gets loced and looney, bitch you can't do me

Do we like BBD, you hoochie groupie?

I have no love for hoes

That's somethin I learned in the pound

So how the fuck am I supposed

to pay this hoe, just to lay this hoe

I know the pussy's mine, I'ma fuck a couple more times

And then I'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it

Pass it to the homie, now you hit it

Cause she ain't nuthin but a bitch to me

And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me

I gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention

Approach it with a different proposition, I'm Kurupt

Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick ass beeeitch!

[Chorus: (repeat 4X)]

It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none.

[Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Guess who back in the motherfuckin' house

With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth

Hoes recognize, niggaz do too

Cuz when bitches get skanless and pull a voodoo

What you gon do? You really don't know

So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe

Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch

Knowin' damn well, I'm too caught up with my grip

Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger

How many bitches wanna fuck this nigger

named Snoop Doggy, I'm all the above

I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes

But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it

Cause you know I don't love 'em.

[Verse Four: Warren G]


Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow

One for the money, two for the bitches

Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches

In my Chevy, six-fo' Rad to be exact

With bitches on my side, and bitches on back

So back up bitch cuz i'm strugglin, so get

off your knees and then start jugglin'

these motherfuckin nuts in your mouth

It's me, Warren G the nigga with the clout



"Start jugglin' these motherfuckin nuts in your mouth" was just the tip of the iceberg. Hundreds of similar songs, such as Beat The Pussy Up by Love Rance featuring IAMSU ! & Skipper P and "Lets Talk About It" by Clipse and Jermaine Dupri were scattered throughout the iPod's playlist. Most upsetting of all was what seemed to be the collected works of an artist named CoCo Brown, who singlehandedly proves that women rappers can be more obscene than the men. This is what America's 14 year olds are listening to:

This is not a recent development. The Snoop Dogg track above is from 20 years ago. Woman-hating, anti-love lyrics have been par for the course ever since.

What does hearing all this do to the mind of the listener? Can music cause the degradation of the soul? Can a 14-year-old develop healthy attitudes about romance if she spends her childhood listening to lyrics like "And if you can't fuck that day, baby, just lay back and open your mouth, 'cause I have never met a girl that I love in the whole wide world"? Is the capacity for romantic love an in-born human trait or just a cultural construct? Have we reached the end of the "Love Era" in human history?