Rapper Dr. Dre (real name Andre Young) was in the news Sunday for boasting on Instagram about how his daughter had gotten into USC "all on her own."
Most of the articles went on to point out that in 2013, Dr. Dre, along with Jimmy Iovine, had donated $70 million to USC to fund the Jimmy Iovine and Andre Young Academy for Arts, Technology and Business of Innovation.
There ensued widespread mockery of Dr. Dre's ridiculous claim.
Yesterday, he was in the news again for having deleted that Instagram post.
But what seems almost as jarring as Dre's self-delusion is the glaring difference between his earlier pose as a gangsta and his new sensibilities.
Deleted or not, Dre's Instagram post calls for a revision to the lyrics of some of his old rap songs: so I've added an extra line to reflect his new priorities. (His original lyrics are in italics; the only italics in the new lines are for emphasis.)
To appreciate the contrast, you have to imagine him rapping his own lines in a threatening "We're comin' to gitcha!" voice, then imagine the new line spoken like a bitchy white Real Housewife of Beverly Hills.
From Let Me Ride:
Creeping' down the backstreet on Deez
I got my Glock cocked cuz niggaz want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
by some nigga with a tech 9 train' to take mine
ya wanna make noise, make noise
I make a phone call to call my niggaz coming' like the Gotti boys
bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
with their fuckin heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre
Oh, and by the way -- what were your daughter's SATs?
From Fuck Wit Dre Day:
Yeah, Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat
Your dick on hard, from fuckin your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with
Don't even respect your ass
That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga
Oh, and Mister Busta -- where is your daughter going to college?
From Nigga Witta Gun:
44 reasons come to mind
Why you motherfucking brothers hard to find
He be walking' on the streets and fuckin' with mine.
Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind.
See I never take a step on a Compton block
or LA without the AK ready to pop.
Well, my daughter got into USC -- but quite frankly, I'm a bit concerned about the neighborhood it's in.