Yeah…we know about Blondie’s crazy rap in “Rapture”. But surely you white wimmins got more to offer than that, right?
I was listening to Teena Marie’s “Square Biz” today and got to thinking about the rareness of white women in the rap genre. I’m not a lover of most rap songs because I can’t identify with a lot of the messages and imagery contained in them–nor do I want to–but I do like rap as an art form. Even better is when rapping and singing come together in one song.
“Square Biz” is one of my favorite dance songs, and it made me a fan of Teena Marie. In the song, she shows off her signature soulful voice, but during the “break it down” part of the song (you know, the part when you start really getting your dance on), she starts rapping:
*Baby, what’s happening
Entre vous Lady Tee
I’ve heard a boatload of others ladies’ raps
But they ain’t got nothin’ on me
I’m less than five foot one, a hundred pounds of fun
I like sophisticated funk
I live on Dom Perignon, caviar, filet mignon
And you can best believe that’s bunk…
I’ve been called Casper, Shorty, Lil’ Bit
And some they call me Vanilla Child
But you know that don’t mean my world to me
'Cause baby, names can’t cramp my style
[I love chick-icken] And Buff’s collard greens
A little hot water corn bread
I love you too Cat daddy
But don’t you let that go to your head…
You know I love spirituals and rock
Sarah Vaughn, Johann Sebastian Bach
Shakespeare, Maya Angelou
And Nikki Giovanni just to name a few
Well, I’m wild and peaceful Lady Tee
I got to keep my irons in the fire, you see
I got the point, the scam, the low, the deal
What you feel, say what?*
Lady T was flowin’ all the way back in 1981, yo!
But you might be saying to yourself, “Teena Marie is a well-established R&B singer. Hanging around Rick James would make anyone get the rapping flava”. But what about the incomparable Annie Lennox? I fell out on the floor the first time I played “Money Can’t Buy It” from her Diva album. Check this out, yo:
Now…Hear this
Pay attention to me
'cause I’m a rich white girl and it’s plain to see!
I got every kind of thing that money can buy
Let me tell you all about it!
Let me amplify!
I got diamonds…you heard about those!
I got so many that I can’t close my safe
at night
in the dark
Lying awake in a sick dream…*
I loved me some Annie Lennox before I heard her rap, but I fell in LOVE with the diva after. It’s something about the unexpectedness of the rap and her mean-as-hell delivery which makes “Money Can’t Buy It” one of her best songs. Yes, up there with “Why”. Of course, IMHO.
It seems to me that many white people simply don’t care for rap. And many of these many are white women. Maybe if there were more white women out there flowin’, and flowin’ in their own ways, talking about their own lives, we’d see the genre open up to include all experiences, not just the urban, thug-life kind. Personally, I think American rap music needs more diversity. Not necessarily to maintain itself, but to really become a mature, timeless art form.
I’d like examples of white women rapping, but also instances of folks rapping who, like Annie Lennox, you’d never expect to rap. There are two reasons I’m doing this: First, I’d like to add stuff to my library. It has grown stale. I also hope that Dopers who absolutely despise rap might see an artist mentioned that they love and maybe change their misconceptions about the art form.