Even for the best-selling and most influential hip-hop music magazine, It's rare that The Source can make the awards ceremony like this, after all, the group of people who buy hip-hop magazines is small and poor, and it doesn't seem to even talk about the cooperation of professional broadcasters, everything has to be done by themselves, and the first attempt to organize it is completely understandable.

Most of the famous singers on the east and west coasts, the Midwest, and the south have come to cheer, which shows how much the entire hip-hop circle values this attempt, the Grammys, AMA and even the Black Soul Train Music Awards all have varying degrees of discrimination against hip-hop music, except for Song Ya himself, Drey, LL Cool J and other hip-hop stars who have won mainstream awards, all other singers are extremely eager to have a stage that truly belongs to their own.

"But that's not good, right?"

Song Ya looked at the growing crowd of 'onlookers' on the edge of the stage, and complained to Al sitting next to him, "Don't be 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 in the back grinned and interjected, "I heard that The Source magazine allocated a hundred seats to the West Coast, and they came this time with thirty lame gangs, thirty blood gangs, and fifteen marauders. ”

Song Ya rolled her eyes and stopped mentioning this stubble.

The winning song is: London Bridge! From Fergey! Welcome! ”

Even though London Bridge won the billboard crown and Song Ya, the king of Chicago rap, the public relations of the king of Chicago rap, CAA seemed to have quietly made a move, and The Source magazine, as the main media attacking Fergie's white identity at the time, still only lost a small award, and arranged it at the beginning of the ceremony, and hastily presented the award at a time when the order of the scene had not yet stabilized.

Without a camera to shoot a close-up, and even if there were, it couldn't be done, because the headlights on the top of the theater were turned off and there was no light in the audience, so Fergie took a deep breath, stood up, and walked to the stage with the two black female henchmen she had brought.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Song Ya took advantage of her to come to her side.

She waved back to show that she knew, and then walked onto the stage to the music of 'Lun Ding, Lun Ding, Lun Ding, ......'.

"Bichi ......"

"Caucasian woman, get out of here!"

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

The pitch-black audience immediately heard the shouts of the black girls pulling their throats, one after another.

The men on and off the stage laughed as Fergi was wearing her trademark low-waisted skirt with small suspenders, and an oversized Gucci jacket over it, a custom-made model that Dapper Dan's boutique, a famous black New York fashion designer and buyer, had been transformed into a hip-hop style.

Dapper Dan, as a black man, was famous for selling fake famous brands at the beginning, and later also made genuine goods, he grasped the psychology of black nouveau riche for fear that others would not know that he was wearing brand-name clothes, and made the logos of various big brands bigger, and put them in a conspicuous place outside the clothes and packaging bags, and was not satisfied with just putting one, but filled the whole row and the whole face, which was a great success in more than ten years, and walked out of the black circle, and was very popular among the new 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 have sued Dapper Dan backhanded, and it was recently rumored that he was going to close the store, who told him that he likes to sell copycats.

"Uh......" Becky cleared her throat as she took the trophy from the presenter.

The black men who watched from the edge of the stage looked her body up and down with prey eyes, while the women pouted with disdain, and the shouts from off the stage rose and fell into insults.

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

Becky must have been a little stunned, her mouth pressed close to the microphone, and her hand unconsciously shook the trophy in her hand, "Yo...... Friends in New York......"

Song Ya felt a little bad, and stood up directly, glaring at the dimly lit auditorium, trying to silence those black chicks.

Al, Big A and the others around him also stood up with a cheer, and the movement was not small, and everyone else looked at the leftmost hand side where they were.

The black lights are blind, and a group of old blacks are still very intimidating, and those black girls really didn't dare to squeak, only a black girl sitting behind Latifa responded loudly: "APLUS, you shouldn't be obsessed with those white girls, look at me...... Haha...... "It should also be a little singer, shaking his shoulders at Song Ya while talking, shaking his upper body with a considerable scale, and laughing at the latifa in front of him."

"Thank you The Source magazine for this award and my record label ......"

Fergie took advantage of the quiet moment to read a thank-you speech.

"This is New York, Chicago M-Fxxk is a little bit safe!"

Song Ya's deterrence and the remarks of the local brunette upset the New York men, and some people scolded loudly.

"Who's there?"

Unable to see who scolded him, Tony gave a middle finger to the source of his reputation and tried to find the person.

"Thank you, thank you." At this time, Fergie had finished the scene as fast as she could, and walked off the stage.

"Tony! Sit down! ”

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

"And guess what? Maybe we should teach the billionaire who likes to lick white guys a lesson today! ”

"Don't think we're afraid of you APLUS, even if you're a GD person!"

"your DIVA! You shouldn't be here! ”

After he sat down, the men in New York scolded even more fiercely.

"Thank you." Immediately after Fergie stepped down, she put her arms around his neck and pecked him on the cheek.

"Don't be afraid, you go sit down." Song Ya asked her to sit back, "Tony, silencer, wait for a chance to send her away if someone else doesn't pay attention, don't wait for the award ceremony to end." ”

"Okay, be careful, too." Tony also knew that he could not 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 awards ceremony, there were more and more people on the stage, and it was already chaotic like the scene of the Battle competition in a nightclub, or a low-end nightclub with poor order......

Then 2PAC, dressed in a red pullover of the Blood Gang and wearing a red baseball cap, led a lot of gang voices on the stage, "I'm bailed, bailed......"

The guy was playing live on 'Out On Bail', bail, and he had just been released from prison on bail because of that sexual assault and abuse case at the end of last year, and he was very proud. "I'm bailed out, that Bichi is completely falsely accused, the police officers and prosecutors in Los Angeles want to frame me, but I can afford a good lawyer, so I'm very stubborn, don't try to lock me up in a cell in Los Angeles......"

Although the lyrics are very rough and straightforward, this guy is simply a natural star, from the chaotic stage to the other, constantly using body language and hip-hop gestures to control the scene, quickly attracting everyone's attention to him alone, the rhythm and flow are also top-notch.

"Right now, let's go, get out of here."

Song Ah takes the opportunity to ask Tony and them to quietly send Phigi and her henchmen away.

“Is it true！ you did a flick with Janet Jackson...... "2PAC also boasted that he had 'flick' with Jenny Jackson, and this time the words starting with F were a bit suggestive, and it seems that his relationship with Jenny Jackson was really bad.

The old blacks in the audience screamed strangely.

"I'm bailed, bailed, gang life never gives up......" 2PAC's voice is the most suitable for gang rap, and now it has the blessing of a prison life like Snoop Dogg, and it is more famous and highly respected in the black community.

"He's been with Jodeci again."

Big A, who came back from nowhere, approached the report.

"yes, I know." 2PAC has a good relationship with the New York rap scene, and it's not surprising that it's especially good with braggarts, like Biggie, like Jodeci.

"I just heard something, guess what?" Big A continued.

"Don't sell it."

"Mary Bligette signed to Sugknight's agency to trade from Uptown Records to MCA."

"Really?"

Song Ya turned around and stared at Big A's face, "This can't be, right?" ”

Even if Sugnight and Daddy Brag have a good relationship, even if Uptown Records was originally a label under MCA, but Mary Bride, a female singer on the West Coast, and Daddy Boast especially wants to collect the big names under it, should switch to Bad Boy Records of Daddy Bragging when the contract expires, how can it be possible for Sugnnight to sign and run to MCA?

"So Sugnette and her didn't come to the scene, and the bragging daddy was angry, didn't you see it?" Big A flirtatious.

"Defection?"

Daddy Braggart is one of the producers of Mary Bligie's big hit album, and when K-Ci was still alive, they and Jodeci had a long-term huddle against Uptown Records owner Harrell, and they were lifelong friends, and they have always been mixed together in reality.

"Looks like Mary Bligie doesn't want to sign to a small company like Bad Boys Records." Big A said.

He is a DJ, and to some extent he is more familiar with the black music scene than Songya, this judgment is correct, Mary Bligie is already known as Aretha Franklin's successor, and the music career momentum is very good, and the braggart dad has a good relationship with the New York hip-hop media, Bad Boy Records is still a small label without much success, and Mary Bligie does not want to go is a very rational choice.

At this time, it is not easy to make any friendship.

It's just that the dream of bragging dad is about to be shattered.

"Wise woman." Song Ya sighed.

Mary Bliji is very smart, she knows that this move is too offensive to the braggart daddy involved in the gang, so she signed Sugnette's agency, and Sugnette of the Blood Gang is here, and the braggart daddy can't move her if he wants to. Maybe Jodeci has made the same choice, because they have been playing with 2PAC frequently recently, and it seems that they are far away from braggart dads.

It's just that in this way, Suguenet is too stupid, in order to earn commissions from Mary Bligette and Jodeci, and ruin the good situation of the East and West Coast rap labels that have been running with great difficulty, and it is certain that she will turn against the braggart daddy.

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

And what about the joint propaganda they just started? The biggest opponent of the Chicago conference was ruined by infighting?

Song Ya almost laughed out loud, Sugnette's brain circuit is really a bit strange, he doesn't really plan to dominate the east and west coasts, right? Under the regional complex of gangster rap, can he really do it?

"Winner: APLUS!"

Finally, it was his turn to win the award, perhaps to protest the lack of attention to rap music at the AMA, Grammy, and Soul Train Music Awards.

"Hey, NAS."

He walked onto the stage in the company of Dion Wilson and Al, took the trophy from his brother NAS, and shook it off the stage, it was so dark that he couldn't see the expressions of most of the audience, only the angry dad and Dre in the front row, who stared at him with blazing eyes.

"Thanks, uh-huh......"

Adjusted his mood, stood behind the small podium, and casually turned up the microphone a little higher.

"Thank you to The Source magazine for this recognition and congratulations to them for hosting such a successful awards ceremony, which truly belongs to our hip-hop ......"

began to comment like a big guy.

"Hip-hop has long been unnoticed by mainstream awards......"

There is another task at this awards ceremony, and the beginning of the speech is immediately planned, and the organizational language slowly expands the topic, and there are some new and old hatreds, and it is time to settle the accounts together, "I noticed that some of my friends in New York just now did not welcome me......" he said with a smile.

"Almost! Step down and go Chicagoan! Don't grind! ”

Some people below let out knowing laughter, and some people shouted at the top of their voices.

"I'm sorry, but please allow me to say a few more words...... Seriously, I love New York, my second favorite after Chicago......"

He continues, "I remember when I first came to New York a few years ago, I was a Chicago teenager in second-hand clothes, and in a way, I was a successful ...... in New York."

"Actually, I can especially understand the feelings of all of you here, we need this award so much. We have encountered a lot of injustices in this country, smears and ignorance by the mainstream media, racial discrimination ......"

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

"I still remember ......"

Song Ya paused, propped his hands on the podium, lowered his head, and made a steady mood, "I still remember the first big record label I entered, SBK, I will never forget it...... The first time I sat in their conference room, oh my gosh, that was white, a ......."

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

This time, the audience laughed.

"It's hard to imagine how I survived those days, friends, and I was even given watermelons...... From, from one of their executives, like Rob? Or Robert or something, yes, call Robert ......"

“WTF？” Some reporters in the audience immediately got up and left, "Where is the payphone?" Take me, quick, quick! ”

"I remember the scene very well, when he asked the secretary to bring a beautifully sliced red watermelon fruit plate into my recording studio."

"I ......"

He touched his forehead and choked slightly, "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, but that scene ...... That scene is forever etched in my memory, and every time I look back on it is a terrible experience. ”

"Fxxk whiteman!" Someone shouted below.

Feeling someone carrying the camera approaching, he wiped it on his face, "I'm very happy, today, the brothers and sisters from the East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, and South are gathered here, the organizers are our own people, the jury is too, the award presenters, the winners, we have a heart-to-heart with each other, watch and help each other, just like a big family......"

"Is this NGer running for Commander!?"

Angry dad couldn't help it, and complained to the attendants around him.