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Perhaps most surprising, Kurupt feels particularly "inspirated" when it comes to writing rhymes. "I'm like ... King Kong mixed with Godzilla these days, my pen is on fire," he brags.
It's a good description of the style he's flexing, actually, simultaneously rawer in tone and more refined in delivery than his previous work.
But he derives most of his internal energy from being a married father of six; his kids range from age 9 to 16, and he describes each as a future model, athlete or actor. When he's on the road he uses Skype to keep in touch with what he calls the "Kurupt Dynasty." "They changed and saved my life, for real," he says of his family. (This seems not to be exaggeration, considering he was not far from the crossfire that took 2Pac and Biggie.)
And if you're tempted to believe that he remains the same guy who, on Dr. Dre's "Xxplosive," admonished the "hoes" who "forgot to eat a dick and shut the fuck up," it's clear that you should lend him some artistic license. After all, these days he doesn't appear to be broke. Or, at least according to his recent raps, any longer in danger of running out of endo to smoke.