℗© 2003 Shady/Aftermath/Interscope Records. Interscope Records, Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records DreRecorded By – Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri, Steve Baughman In Da Hood Bass, Guitar – Mike ElizondoFeaturing – Brooklyn Mixed By – Dr. True Loyalty Featuring – Lloyd Banks, Tony YayoProducer – Red SpydaRecorded By – Mark Vinten, Sha Money XLĨ Mile Road (G-Unit Remix) Featuring – Lloyd Banks, Tony YayoMixed By – EminemMixed By, Recorded By – Steve KingProducer – EminemProducer – Luis RestoRecorded By – Michael Strange Jr.Remix – G-Unit Yet none casts quite so long a shadow, for good or ill.Tony Yayo: The Interview Featuring – Tony Yayo Without a doubt, better hip-hop albums were released in 2003. Wherever style obliterates substance, wherever visibility trumps longevity, wherever impact matters more than music, you will hear Get Rich…’s influence. You can feel its effect on any of the mixtape sites, radio stations, rap gossip feeds and Twitter beefs where hip-hop currently lives. In mixing Southern-style textures with gritty East Coast lyrical content, 50 hit on a template still being explored now. If you’ve ever listened to Jeezy, Rick Ross, The Game or anyone currently plying gangsta motifs, it’s 50’s resuscitation job on the genre via Get Rich or Die Tryin’ that you should thank. Where so many big-name rappers in 2003 (Diddy, Nelly) were busy softening rap, blurring the lines between pop and hip-hop, Get Rich… was a reaffirmation of gangsta rap in a world crying out for a new thug god. But listening to the album in 2018 it’s precisely his lyrical limitations – the mumbling Southern-rap-influenced monotony and almost robotic lack of emotion – that works a treat, rendering the album a strangely vivid premonition of trap’s monomania and confinements. Inevitable comparisons to Pac and Biggie showed 50 wanting in terms of lyrical skills. Maniacs like Schooly D or Snoop Dogg, so seemingly engrossed in a single subject – themselves – that their whole careers can be seen as one long, indulgent, public confession.Īlthough from LA and Detroit respectively, Dre and Em’s production was classic East Coast gnarliness throughout. What these snobs overlook is that hip-hop has always thrived on a mix of genuinely multi-direction genii and single-minded maniacs. A rapper whose exploits distracted from the one-dimensionality of his music, the simplistic, monomaniacal nature of his lyrical focus. A lot of hip-hop heads saw, and still see, 50 as a rapper for non-rap fans. All the pan-media interest (sustained by almost constantly being questioned by police for various shooting incidents) set a firm wedge between 50 and the hip-hop cognoscenti, a wedge that still remains.įor a lot of hip-hop fans Get Rich… was less an album than a commercial fact, and 50 is the artist who pioneered the phenomenon of rappers being more famous for their jail sentences and beefs than their music. You could sense it was a level of attention 50 wasn’t entirely comfortable with. In Da Club, Wanksta, 21 Questions and P.I.M.P were huge crossover smashes and little Curtis Jackson from Southside Jamaica, Queens, could legitimately call himself the most discussed figure in hip-hop, as likely to grace the cover of The Source as the New York Times.
Get Rich or Die Tryin’ was at the time the biggest selling debut album in hip-hop history. Wanksta got a preview on the 8 Mile soundtrack, and then In Da Club exploded. Dre on what was by then the most highly-anticipated hip-hop LP of the year. Eminem won the ensuing bidding war, signing 50 to Aftermath, and pulling 50 into the studio to work with him and Dr. He formed the G-Unit collective and churned out mixtapes that built his rep – not just for his baiting of arch-rival Ja Rule, but for the venom with which he addressed the failure of an increasingly out of touch hip-hop mainstream. With the facial injury altering his vocal style, Jackson returned to the NYC hip-hop underground. With one bullet in the cheek, one in the hand, and seven in the legs 50 was lucky to survive, and Columbia Records shamefully offloaded him immediately, terminating his contract and scrapping the album. The bravado backfired in May 2000 when an assassin tried to take 50 Cent’s life.