Hands Up

G-Unit signed an exclusive deal with fraternities around the country in which only G-Unit music will be played. The deal is said to be another way the music industry can infiltrate music listeners. Both sides like it or not, were extremely happy. G-Unit didn’t have to do much besides take over video and radio with their music. The fraternities didn’t receive free music or anything like that. Nothing will even change. Derrick Doss, a member of the Alpha Phi Beta fraternity, welcomed the official deal, “GGGGG-Unit. Yeah, party man! It’s so bomb that G-Unit endorses frats, man. I mean, I don’t know what’s going to change though because we only play G-Unit music anyways. It’s like every night we’ll replay the same G-Unit songs. But [interrupted] Oh, my God! Ha, Yeah! Michelle is dancing on the bar again. Woo-Hoo. Michelle, lemme see you just a lil’ bit. That’s so gangster. Fiddy, Fiddy’s me dogggg, man.” Later while talking to Doss and his frat patrons, I did indeed hear nothing but G-Unit: the entire Lloyd Banks Cds (yes, both), Marvin Bernard’s antics and as well as most of 50 cent’s miraculously catchy tunes. Beer was chugged, beer pong was played, girls gyrated what consisted of hips and ass if they had those components and frat guys believed they were black for the night. Lo and behold this was antithesis of a gangster party but right in line for a G-Unit party. Fake gangsters preyed on women and spit horrible game. They received play and most likely the women would come back for more regardless of the frat boys’ impotent approaches. This event is much like of how G-Unit is so popular: bad music, fake personas, catchy lyrics and repeat play. Well, I couldn’t get enough of Lloyd Banks’ “On Fire”, so I requested, to the rotund, white male with a clear, plastic cup full of cheap, keg beer, for another play. The result: “On Fire” was played three more times. Beautiful indeed.