This
is WBTG News. I'm Lisa Strawberry. We go to Gary Hernandez for
a special report on the economy.
I'm
here with local rapper Francis Gooden A.K.A. Snuff Murda.
The stagnant economy has been tough on many folks here in New
York, but none have felt the pain worse than local fledgling hip-hopsters.
How’s
that, Gary?
Well
Lisa, today’s rappers are expected to be blingin’ with
all the material possessions one would expect the
nouveau-riche to acquire. Without the cash,
the jewelry, the cars and the girls, a rapper will
have no street credibility. Simply put, without proper bling,
a rapper cannot practice his craft.
But
wait a second Gary. I see a young woman standing next to Mr.
Murda.
Lisa, take a closer look at her. This is not the caliber of ho a
gangsta can brag about.

Miss,
please turn around. Lisa, you'll notice she has a gaping bald
spot.
How
did this happen?!
Sheeee
– this busta right here ain’t sh!t! He got me
riding’ the train. He’s supposed to be ballin’. But
I ain’t in no hot whips! Got my weave caught in the closing
subway doors.
You
see Lisa, a true playa got bitches in the limo sippin’
Kris, not on the F train with a 25 cent juice.
Now
Gary, I do see that Snuff Murda is leaning up against a vehicle
of some sorts.

Yes
Lisa, he does have a truck but it’s not ‘hood-worthy.
We
can see the Escalade logo sloppily affixed here to the front –
but clearly this is not a $60,000 vehicle – it’s a 1984
Chevy Blazer. And this orange substance along with bottom of
the body is not gold – it’s rust. How can this hustla
be fly when his bumper is dragging lower to the ground
than Queen Latifah’s?
So
what’s the solution, Gary?
Well,
it’s not in the form of President Bush’s economic
stimulus package. A tax cut for the wealthy may help
rappers like P.Diddy – but the question is will he really invest
that money into developing new artists or will he spend it on
more gold bullets and diamond-encrusted platinum side
arms?
How
does Mr. Snuff Murda feel about the economy?
Snuff?
Ay.
Yo. A’ight.
What’s
he saying, Gary?
Nothing
yet. He’s just warming up. It’s what rappers do.
Bush
ain’t feelin’ this! I’m trying be the next 50 Cent when I
ain’t even got a nickel? Nah mean? But at least I got my dime-bitch.
She a ten! 10 drinks before I touch her! Ha! What?!!
So
what needs to be done Snuff-Dogg?
Mayor
Bloombitch needs to give me one of his billions. Ya know?
What he care? He got mo’! If I had a billion I could get me
some lunch off the Dollar Menu EVERY day. Ya know?! I’m
like Van Gogh. I’m a artist and I’m starvin’ and
I should cut off my ear cuz I can’t hear that noise about workin’
some 9-5 with a mop bullsh!t.

Above: New York City Mayor
Michael Bloombitch.
Some
people would argue that Snuff shouldn’t rely on government
hand-outs.
Shut
up you goddam chicken-head! I’m sayin’ I can only rap about
what I know. So I’m rappin’ ‘bout 4 cans of tuna for
$2.99 and coupons for haircuts. Nobody payin’ no mind to a rapper
who got on Air McGregors with a bootleg Tommy Hilfrogger shirt
and some chinatown Calvin Swine cologne. Holla!
Yes, holla.

Nah man. I ain’t just sayin’ Holla.
I ain’t got no phone so if peeps wanna get at me they gotta HOLLA!
For real.
Well
we all hope things turn around for this urban wordsmith.
Lisa,
Snuff Murda isn’t just rapping about the streets -- he’s
living on them. For WBTG News, this is Gary Hernandez.
New
York, New York, it’s the Big Apple
This morning I peed in an empty Snapple
Bottle, looked at the fact on the back of
the cap
Said 95% of these rappers is wack
But not Snuffy Murda with a grip on
the clip
On my wish list is a cool mint Listerine strip
A stack of Village Voice papers is my bed
Scrap with Central Park pigeons for their bread
Starbucks too expensive so my coffee foamless
My bucket is Chromeless
Hair nappy call me Sean Puffy Comb-less
Snuff Murda, I represent the Homeless!
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