This time, the gangster rapper label doesn’t work anymore. The black people at the bottom don’t mind if you cause trouble, don’t mind if you mix gangs, get poisoned, mess around, and behave out of order, but they don’t care about this kind of behavior. And singers who don't express their own thoughts absolutely reject it.
Some local street rappers in Chicago who wanted to catch up on the heat keenly grasped the change in the audience's perception, and some diss songs began to spread through the radio.
A few days later, NAS prepared for a long time the release of the diss song. He compiled the Baltimore past into a "Scripture", "O! That thief Chek, we have known for a long time, Baltimore, the nightclub is called Hollywood, you still Remember? You won't deny it? I don't want to mention your name, but we used to faetofae. When the song ended, you cried like a mommy. Do you remember? You wouldn't deny it?"
Chicago 1990 Chapter 186: Mitan job hunting
Pablo's ‘speak with music’ became a joke in the suspicion of the lyrics that became more and more popular.
Like vanilla ice, Little Lori can't do anything except pretend to be dead after making another statement. After all, drooling can't kill people.
"It's a pity that Baltimore didn't leave any audiovisual evidence, otherwise it would be perfect for everyone to see the ugly state of that ugly onstage." Nas, who had a big wave of heat, said excitedly at a nightclub party in Queens.
"Are you planning to use this diss song as the first single?" Song Ya asked him.
"It hasn't been decided yet. My team is discussing with Sony Columbia Records." Nas asked back: "What do you think?"
"I don't want to give any advice, after all, this matter is too important to you."
Song Ya didn't want to complain about anything in the future. Little Lori shrank unexpectedly, and his offensive here would also stop, not giving the other party any extra heat, but this decision is not convenient to tell others.
"Okay." NAS is not like the grassroots singers from the streets. Both his father and himself can obtain good resources, and there is plenty of room to carefully polish the first major. "Have you received the words from the professor? ?"
"I got it, but I didn't intend to get involved with him and Lori..."
"Aps." Al approached and whispered Song Ya out of the party.
Now it's hard for Lori to turn over. The only thing to worry about is whether he will retaliate madly. Song Ya is very careful every time he shows up in public. He walked to the back door and waited quietly. Old Mike opened the door to signal his safety before going out. Under the careful **** of Mavota and others, he dashed into the car in a few seconds.
"Oprah talk show has sent you a recording invitation." Eli said, waiting in the car.
"Why? Isn't this a great thing?" Song Ya didn't seem to be excited about Eli's expression. "The last time Donovan came over, he said he wanted to give me this interview opportunity for public relations. They did it. It should be done."
"I don't think it must be a good thing, you know, that show..."
Eli earnestly analyzed and said: "Like sensational, like to provoke the true emotions of the guests, any of your childhood, family misfortunes will be turned over by the woman, and then brought to the audience, let them look at you with tears. "
"Wow, it doesn't sound great," Song Ya said.
"Yes, we have already won a big victory. No changes are necessary. Let Oprah's show crew dig deeper into your past? Maybe she will find out something to make a surprise attack during the interview. She has always been like this. Shit, your coffee is not enough in front of her, and there is no guarantee that she will come obediently."
"So you don't recommend me to participate in this show?" Song Ya hesitated. "William Morris has been operating for me for a long time. You know, I'm very dissatisfied with them recently, so this is a compensation for them."
"They are idiots, aps..." Eli said, "Someone will come to see you tonight, and he will talk to you about things you don't know yet."
"Who?"
"I'll know when I get to the hotel." Eli sold it off.
"Yelemov?"
As a result, Song Ya was in the hotel suite and met the down-and-out former Colombian film executive and Yeremov, who was hapless with Mira’s movie.
"It's me, Mr. Aps." Yeremov greeted him warmly and shook hands. He has long since returned to the spirited spirit of the Blue Coral Reef before the screening, and there is even a lot of flattering in his smile.
"Eli said you have something to talk to me."
"Yes."
"Sit down, have you found a new job? Anything to drink? Taraji..."
Song Ya asked him and Eli to sit on the sofa, and Taraji brought the wine, "Uh..." Yeremov held the wine glass, looked at Taraji, and looked at the old Mike who was leaning against the door. .
"It's all my own, it doesn't matter." Song Ya said.
"Well, I'm Mr. APS who is here to apply for a job from you, haha, I..." He pointed to Eli, "Let Eli help a little."
Song Ya looked at him and then at Eli, "Oh, I think of it, are you all Jewish?"
"Yes, we had a little friendship before." Yeremov did not deny it.
"Jews always help each other ah?" Song Ya smiled.
"You think too much." Eli waved his hand. "As long as there is money to make, we don't even mind selling it to the enemy to win our noose."
This is true. Before World War II, many wealthy Jewish businessmen were the gold masters of the Nazi party.
"So, why should I hire you? Yeremov, are you cheap?" Song Ya asked Yeremov.
"You need a professional who is proficient in public relations and publicity, a manager, and I have a good network in Hollywood." Yeremov immediately began to brag about himself, "I once successfully released..."
"Wait..." Song Ya raised his hand to stop, "Your judgment of returning to the Blue Coral Reef is very failed, and don't think I didn't know that in the second half of the movie, you participated in the smear of Mira. "
"Uh... I was about to collapse at that time. I was in a sudden illness and went to the doctor. I admit that I have lost my sense of taste for the audience. I am too indulged in the 70s and 80s... But it is related to my public relations and publicity. It has nothing to do with development ability. I found that you, aps, your fan organization is still a mess. Apart from Eli, there are no professional public relations talents around you."
"Although I signed a public relations contract with you aps, but I need you to have a person who works with me. You can't handle all the big and small things like you personally discuss with me, and I still have it in Chicago. A lot of campaign matters can’t be by your side all the time.” Eli assisted.
"First of all, I don't need a manager." Song Ya is energetic and doesn't want to find a manager who charges a percentage for herself. "Secondly, I have an assistant, Taraji. She is very smart and is learning management step by step. My fan organization, she handled all the letters very well."
"What about Hollywood? Are you very interested in Hollywood? I know you have invested in Hollywood a little bit, but you have suffered a loss there." Yeremov didn't know where Song Ya's investment in Xiao Lizi's movie failed. As a future a-list singer, you must have someone who can speak in Hollywood and Los Angeles media."
"You can speak up?" Song Ya was not very polite to him, "You are a loser. You were swept out by Columbia Pictures."
"Of course, the failure of a tens of millions of dollars movie can not shake me, I was swept out of the house is the result of a combination of factors." Yeremov persevered, "I say something you don't know, Eli told me, William Morris seems to have hidden something from you, and I know this part of the story."
"Say."
"They didn't tell you that aa played an important role in discrediting you and Mira, right?" Yeremov asked.