In this article, I will be addressing some of the intriguing elements that drew a white hip-hop/rap fan from the late 90s to the music of Black America during the Clinton era.

Hillary Clinton once called Black people “super predators“, and she was praised by her fellow congressman. Hip-Hop fans over here in Europe, the UK, and Scandinavia, were also intrigued but in a more positive viewpoint. We looked upon the African-American race as something exotic and quintessentially American. As our parents loved the cowboys of the wild west, we loved black n****s from Queensbridge and Compton.

The ghetto was the “secret” of America, a place where they would steal your hubcaps, stick you up for your wallet, and cap off the day with a 40 and a blunt. And that’s if you were a brother from the projects, just imagine what would happen to a white guy from the UK or Europe?

But this was the lore of the whole ordeal and we didn’t care because we felt we were one with them. I was just a youngster, looking at the cover for Mobb Deep’s The Infamous album which showed the crew that was hanging out with Prodigy and Havoc in the Queensbridge Projects during 1995.

In my little European hood, I imagined me and my Homies emulating and living a piece of the ghetto life in our own little way. We wore baggy jeans bought at our little niche hip-hop store in the center of the city. We wore Timberland boots or any brand that resembled them. We bought the biggest jackets you could find, preferably with fur on top of the hood. And we wore hoodies by brands like FUBU and South Pole.

We also smoked hashish, or as we called it hash. We were only 14, but our mind was old as Prodigy would say. We didn’t know all the techniques of smokin’ that were prevalent in the United States, so we stuck to our local traditions of smoking hash out of plastic bottles. We burned a hole in the bottle with a lighter, then we placed an aluminum foil bit into the hole while the plastic was still hot. That would melt the aluminum into the bottle to make it airtight. We then took a needle and poked little holes in the aluminum so the smoke could flow through the bottle. This is known as a bowl in today’s parlance.

I know I’ve gone a little bit deep into the hash smoking in this article, but it was a big part of our lives just like it was for our heroes in hip-hop and rap over in the USA. All our favorite artists were smoking blunts of weed like Mobb Deep, Capone-N-Noreaga, and all of Wu-Tang.

I’m going to end this article now, but if you want more candid, real life, authentic stories from life as a white hip-hop fan during the late 90s growing up in Europe, then stay tuned for more of this nostalgic retro Realness.

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