The "N" word? still alive and kicking. A co-worker listens to rap, so I overhear some by proximity. Young rappers are desperate to establish "street cred" so its vital to be shot at least once, be arrested at least once, and to publicly flaunt behaviour that is clearly established as unacceptable (such as calling friends and enemies the "N" word).
Skinny white suburban "wanna be" gangstas (I made it to the fifth level on the latest gangsta video game, yo!) buy a lot of rap. Rappers have a love-hate relationship with that. More than 50% of their money comes from these kids who would piss their baggy pants and cry like a little girl if someone shot at them with real bullets, but their proliferation has also diluted the rappers shock value.
Several movies over the last few years have featured a clip with an elderly white person rapping and talking gangsta (cue canned laughter) my favorite being the "leave it to beaver" mom translating black-passenger jive for the white stewardess in the movie "Airplane".
"Clearly established as unacceptable", that is simply untrue except in the circles of the politically correct, and for white people to say in mixed company. Despite growing up in the south, it typically wasn't part of my vocabulary...Cajun country is way different. There was a couple of year stretch as a late teen that my stepbrother and I worked with all black crews on down and dirty manual labor, laying and picking up roads and parking lots of wood for land based oil rigs to get to and sit on. Every other word out of these guys mouths was the N word, and just a part of normal speech with them, and nothing ganster about it in the late '70's. Being around it so much it was difficult to contain, but I managed to slip only once. Good thing he was a friend, because this guy could give ole Fedor a run for his money, and he took big exception till I talked him down. "You know I'm not like that, you're my friend. It's just with all you guys saying it so much it rubs off, and I struggle not to say it as part of every day speech like you do." I needed that friend on those crews, because most days we were at the jail at 6am picking up guys on work release.
Yea me too. Except this white boy got no rythum - see , can't even spell it and no minivan - EVER Wife says I'm either the old one with the shades or the one with the crazy shirt. Made me some mean burgers on the grill last nite mmm A little beer made sure they stayed moist..