<< Ok....let's see. I reject hip hop as an art form because it has very little if any redeeming value. Most, not all but most, of it is full of violance, the degredation of women, and the glorification of a thug/gangsta/drug lifestyle. Yeah....that's a valuable contribution to humanity. >>
So an art form's themes are what determine its value? I should hope not...let's take a look at another genre. Cocaine by Eric Clapton comes to mind as a song glorifying drugs. I could name a thousand rock songs that glorify promiscuity and objectification of women. Sadly, as I said, you are ignorant and uninformed as you believe that all rap consists of "bitches, hos, crack and guns" when in fact, the best hip/hop/rap music is by artists such as Talib Kweli, Mos Def, The Roots, Outkast, Nas and the like.
To classify all rap by your ideas that your feeble mind has gathered from the few songs you've heard on FOX News is pathetic. To quote one particularly positive song:
Boys and girls, listen again/
This is for grown looking girls who's only ten/
The ones who watch videos and do what they see/
As cute as can be, up in the club with fake I.D./
Careful, before you meet a man with H.I.V/
You can host TV like Oprah Winfrey/
Whatever you decide, careful some men be/
Rapists, so act your age, don't try to be older than you are/
Give yourself time to grow, you're thinking he can give you wealth/
But so young boys, you could use a lot of help you know/
Thinking life's all about smoking weed and ice/
You dont wanna be my age and can't read and write/
Begging different women for a place to sleep at night/
Smart boys turn to men and do whatever they wish/
If you believe you can achieve, then say it like this/
I know I can/
Be what I wanna be/
If I work hard at it/
I'll be where I wanna be/
Before we came to this country/
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys/
...
If the truth is told/
The youth can grow/
They'll learn to survive until they gain control/
Nobody says you have to be gangsters, hoes/
Read more, learn more, change the globe/
Ghetto children, do your thing
Just one...think before you spout off!