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But he's got a right to. In an industry where many artists and labels put more energy into making posters and wrapping their vans than making music that will last longer than a commercial break, Wayne is a breath of fresh air, a young man who's seen it all and isn't afraid to speak on it. As for many of the others on the awards bill, they need to take Pimp C's advice and "get they fangaz out they booty holes." (Google it: he wasn't lying.)
How can hip-hop artists sell records again? By taking a cue from their predecessors and actually rapping, not lip-synching, and representing some aspect of the streets besides selling cocaine and club-hopping. And, maybe, putting all that money earmarked for marketing into making great music instead.
Other than that, I don't know. There certainly weren't any answers in Miami.