Change-N-The-Game
50 Cent goes for broke with his debut, Power of the Dollar. Noah Callahan-Bever counts the change.
“He’s dead,” says rapper 50 Cent, as his finger darts across a creased photo. The wrinkled relic—which an old friend recently found and shoved quite unexpectedly into his hand here on the corner of Guy R. Brewer Boulevard while 50 is giving a tour of his Jamaica, Queens haunts—depicts a semicircle of grown men dressed in tuxedos, with champagne glasses raised in a toast. In the middle of this Godfather-esque image is the beaming face of 50 Cent. He looks to be about 17. But in a weird way, due to his confident smile and relaxed body language, the man-child fits into the scene more than he doesn’t. 50 continues, revealing the desperate fates that those in the photo succumbed to. “Him, too. That nigga in jail. He on the run.” He chuckles, “I don’t even know what happened to that nigga!”




