I don’t understand anything about what it’s like to live in Los Angeles. I mean, I listened to as much NWA as any other white kid and I watched Colors AND Friday AND Boyz ‘n the Hood and I still don’t get it. Why do people lift weights in their front yard? Why is everyone’s car better than their house? I’m from Maine and it is like the exact opposite of that.
Now that I think about it, it is exactly the same! People don’t lift weights in their yards but that’s just because it is too cold and also nobody there lifts weights. And most people’s
trucks with light racks cars are better than their trailers houses. But maybe that’s where the similarities end.
I have to admit that there is a lot less gang banging but that is mostly because it is too cold to hang around outside and look menacing. And while it would be really easy to hide a gun in the 47 layers of clothes we had to wear in winter, if there was going to be a dust up by the time anyone figured out which pocket the gun was in it the cops would be there. Also, we would call gun fights “dust ups” apparently.
So I guess we could say that Maine would be like South Central L.A. if it was warmer all the time and South Central would be more like Maine if it was too cold to ride in convertibles and everyone had to wear mittens. That said, even if I was in L.A. and surprisingly fast because I wasn’t wearing Bean Boots, I would still not want to fight Dr. Dre and Snoop. Why? Because they lived in a place that was dangerous all the time and now they are both 40 somethings selling crap on Overstock and smoking weed. They must be touch as hell.
So listen to the song after the jump and think about how someone manages to sound cool while saying (because Dre totally does):
Never let me slip, cause if I slip then I’m slipping.