Legends Never Die, We Love You DMX
The Profound Illness that he suffered at a scale son coming amongst mist is why we could always relate to him. To many he was an artist to others a star, but to me, a young poor brown kid from the South Bronx, he was a God, a leader and a Legend. DMX was the person we all wanted to be, not because of fame, but because of his undeniable understanding to us, his relevance to our daily struggles, he spoke to our souls, he touched us, and made us feel worth pride if you shooting up the saw mill. The Bronx and Yonkers are so close that it was like a second home to me. He was abandoned in a group home, Children’s Village, hes a product of the system for millions of children like my self. Yeah know children’s Village all to well, I wasn’t housed there, but my baby sister was, I went to children’s Village several times through out the years for sport events, and I had met The LOX Sheek Louch. There while he was at the parking lot. Knowing DMX came from our struggles, knew and understood us and made it out, only gave us the hope, that we make it out one day and become a rap artist, he made us want to rap. The impact he made on so many from the city is real, he was loved and appreciated by everyone, and is still loved, never could we forget him, his presence on Ruff Riders and his anthem made us want to ride, Double RR was every young Black and Brown kids team, I had a chain with the RR logo, everytime a bike flew by, me and my friends scream that’s my bike, wheeling that bike, how we gazed our selves, he feed the souls of my youth, he had us wanting to be apart of it all. When someone can make an impact on you, before you truly understood what that meant. He is our voice, our legend, the legend of the people, his pain was felt by millions, because it was real, raw and uncut, my last album I got from for my birthday in the group home was The Great Depression, now understand i was about 13 at the time, and the lady at the Green Chimneys asked what I wanted and I said that I wanted the DMX new CD, she said no pick something else, I swear at that time at that women of I didn’t get that CD for my birthday, I would raise hell, she knew me to be a handful and I was not lying. She bought me not only the CD but the dirty parental advisory version, yeah I was wrong for forcing her, but to me, he was all we could relate to. Now we mourn his passing, but I say not to mourn, but to celebrate his life, people are going say things about his addiction, and how his choices ultimately was his demise, but that’s the easy way out of this conversation. With all due respect to those who say that (FUCK YOU) When we remember him, we remember a brother, a son, a father and a legend, Our Legend, he was more to the City of New York then most know, Yeah we had idolize our family. He is Forever in graved in our hearts with Biggie, Big Pun, Heavy D, Big L, Chinx, Stack Bundles, and the countless others we lost, The Juggernauts of New York… DMX Lives Forever, never fan such a person make such a prolific impact of people alike, his struggles were ours and no matter his trials, he remained admired by us, his gente (his people). I got nothing but love, respect and admiration for him. Dog you left your legacy, your name is enshrined in us. We live everyday with a piece of you Dog. God Bless my flesh, Rest easy we now live for you DMX, Legends Never Die, They live Amongst his Guardians……
Sincerely The Realist In The Room, Ghetto Godd…
