With my mind on my money and my money on my mind. |
This is what established Snoop Dogg's credibility in my mind. He was tough and his rhymes were trademarked. He's the reason we put 'izzle' at the end of everything. However, some strange identity crisis within Snoop really confuses some and excites others.
Baby, come back. You can blame it all on me. |
His voice doesn't mix as well over the mellow beats as the likes of Bob Marley and Peter Tosh. Don't get me wrong. His new stuff isn't bad. "La La La," was actually pretty good, but when you're craving real raggae, there's grass that's much greener.
It's sort of like when your favorite child-stars try to become these edgy, party-crazy parallels of their former selves.
Sorry, Miley Cyrus, I'm not ready to accept you as a bad girl just yet. Amanda Bynes, you know I love you no matter what.
I'm really hoping Snoop takes a break from his romantic relationship with Major Lazer and is reminded of what made him so famous in the first place. Don't fix what's not broken. Don't leave us here hanging with Lil' Wayne and Lil' B.
We need a hip hop hero.