Between December, 2009 and March, 2010 I continued to experiment with songs that were recommended to me, and a few I found on my own as I attempted to expand my awareness of hip-hop. I tried out verses by Eminem, 50 Cent, Har Mar Superstar, Dyme Def, Lupe Fiasco and Ludacris, with varying degrees of success. The feedback I got, whether positive or negative, almost universally commented on my unwillingness to move or blink. What I considered "performance art" was, to everyone else, just bad rapping. I decided to further the weirdness by doing this Talib Kweli verse with no makeup on, in an ugly shirt, holding onto my roommate's Chihuahua Ebineezer (also wearing an ugly shirt). While it doesn't stand up visually, the video marks the first time I began to "get in the groove" of real rapping.
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