'The emergence of jungle, UK garage and grime gave licence to British artists to feel empowered by their accents.'
Giggs has never been one to shy away from articulating his experiences of life on the road: rappers of his ilk see the brutal reality of street life, which, in some ways, is its own level of consciousness. Talkin' da Hardest offered a more rounded, if bold and illicit, view of what inner city life was truly like for many young Black people. If the late '90s had witnessed a lyrical shift towards more ostentation, Giggs sought to drag the form back towards a rougher and more ominous path as though he was saying, 'This is what this life is really about!
In a country that routinely neglects the working-class and other marginalised groups, and where social mobility is exclusive, telling your story through music is one of the ways in which UK rappers and MCs can take hold of their narrative. This was never more vividly and profoundly felt than on So Solid Crew member Swiss' 2005 track Cry. I remember first hearing the song when I was in Year 10, and for those that looked like me, Swiss gave us a language that spoke to our existence. We couldn't quite explain why we had to work twice as hard, but we knew that we had to. The murders of Stephen Lawrence in 1993, Damilola Taylor in 2000 and Anthony Walker in 2005 reminded us that we were the other in the most violent of ways.
Cry was the balm to both Sittin' Here and Talkin' da Hardest. The song saw Swiss attempt to answer why Dizzee felt the way he did on the former, while also attempting to offer some perspective as to why people like Giggs ended up being pulled towards the street:
ROOTS MANUVA
DOES THE LORD HALF CARE?
THEYRE JUST EATING BREAD WHILE EVERYBODY STARVES THERE
LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO THE MOTHERLAND
THEY DONT WANNA SEE BLACKS THE SAME AS ANOTHER MAN
AND JUST COS OUR SKINS A DIFFERENT COLOUR
I DONT CHANGE COLOUR BUT THEY CALL ME A COLOURED MAN
THERES ONLY SO MUCH YOU CAN TAKE IN WHEN YOUR HEADS NAPPY AND WITH THE SHADE OF A SLAVES SKIN
THE GHETTO SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS IN I AINT IN PRISON BUTI FEEL LIKE IM CAGED IN