One of the better songs of 2008 seems to have vanished without a trace — Baserock Babies by Oakland’s Beeda Weeda. Like The Roots and How I Got Over, they don’t bother to sugarcoat the reality of urban life for people of color. Sure, the song is funny in a grim kind of way but it’s also subtley disturbing. Ferguson was years away, but under the surface, all the ingredients were there.
