So more friends gone to start off 2010. Its a whatever type deal to me right now, I mean I know I could have given more of myself to build/strengthen/salvage the relationship(s) but I'm spreading myself thin as it is. That's not to say I didn't WANT to do those things, just I'm trying to be focused on my lil dudes my game my life, family, and friends. The problem is it comes in that order. I can admit I need to work on that and I plan to, sorry, I AM working on that (Gamble on me eehhh?). However, this is moreso to say good bye to Megherz (insert peace smiley emoticon here) the quirky yet funny, sometimes spaced out, independent, master of the see-saw 24 hour fitness employee. Unfortunately my one time acquaintance who became a short time friend is now once again becoming an even more formal acquaintance... So I'm going back in the past while moving forward in the future (Quick?) and it makes it DOES make sense!
No malicious intent here, it just didn't work out there kid. But any mention of 'using' dead that sh*t.
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*Resisting the cliche Jay-Z (insert song title here) phrase*
Those 5 things are all important and necessary priorities for me to have, I just need to work on reordering their order of importance AND still give the same amount of energy to each area. honestly all that was trumped by anything basketball and or electronic/manga/cinema/related activities available at the time YOU KNOW! Lol this is kind of fun... I recognize that nothing worth working for will happen overnight, so I'm taking it a few steps at a time. People may actually get some things they've been waiting for...
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My intent wasn't to embarass or put anybody on blast, but this is me right here. If you were offended I'm sorry. Enjoy this more intimate look your getting today, cause I don't know how I feel about it.
I wasn't playing when I said Lupe was straight bodying this rap sh*t. Here's some proof. Off his latest mixtape 'Enemy of the State: A Love Story' and in order if you don't have this, log on and d/l it now! BTW this post is gonna be long...
[Lupe Fiasco] Check! One, Two… Ahh.. Naw!
[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco] Your attention please, your attention I need it So I can sit you in a position from which I see it Where I’m seated is scenic Heavy-weighter, slim as the Machinist, so bulimic Which means you somewhere in between it I take it back for you like the Wild Stallions (Wyld Stallyns) of San Dimas I’m in the market for low-mile 360 Modena's And a good organic cleaners My car always a winner Your car’s always pitted We should call it Stanley Steamers Most of my friends in gangs My new nickname is Ghengis Khan But without the ‘Ye, but his last name’s my side I ride with the demeanors (the meanest) I’m armed to the teeth You’re Venus and you’ve never been to the Dinas (dentist) School of Hard Knocks, I dean it I done it, as well as a celebrated alumnus I donate to the campus and my name’s on the arenas But you can’t bring it to my court Not even with subpoenas Cause you can’t play my sport But you can still cheer-lead us And you can’t sit there That section’s for the seniors And the sexy senoritas So just move up to the bleachers How you gonna school me when I grew up with your teachers I know that you can't hear me Cause I blew up all the speakers And the power line is hanging Cause I threw up all the sneakers I ate up the imposters And I chewed through all the pizzas I blacked out with a black card And I maxed out all the Visas
[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco] Uhh…Accreditation so prestigious Just walk across my stage Your life will be completed Don’t need financial aid Cause this is just some free shit You been properly prepared Throw your hats up in the air I’m red hot, Chilly, (Red Hot Chili) I’m Anthony Kiedis My spirit smells teenage And Chi-town’s feelin' excellent We hit them with the President See we set the precedent I don’t feel I’m best I just feel I’m better than…
[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone… Everyone Around… Here Everyone is so… near So alone… So alone
[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco] See I don’t disagree This is just a grievance This ain’t dissin’ This is civil disobedience How you gon’ make hip-hop Without all the ingredients? Lot of mouths to feed Plus a lot of greediness And that greed, outshines the neediness What ni***s need is some "question they authority" And tune out all the TV shit And we be this So I give ‘em more You see I did it for…
[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone… Everyone is so… near Everyone has got… the fear So alone… So alone
[Verse #4: Lupe Fiasco] Yeah… I am back up on the airwaves Feelin’ like a Soldier, and I ain’t talking where the Bears play Flair, look how I Fred Astaire (further stair) down the staircases ‘Finna be a hair-raisin’ tortoise versus hare race So you should hang around here (hair) like some earrings I know attention’s all about how you pair things So when I want them to hear me out I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out And what’s written on her titties is what it's really about Then her vagina is some poor kids from China Nipples nuclear missiles Ass is a daughter without a dad Back is like Afghanistan, Iraq Health care hair Drive by thighs Education lips HIV eyes Environment feet Justice get her so wet, brains get you brains You can fuck her if you protest But before you bust in her face, finish listenin’ to the tape... Enemy of the State...
[Lupe Fiasco] Microphone check, I make em all bounce Every teller in Bank of America, make em all count You gone need the whole staff to add up the amount... It's gonna take to pay me off to keep me out your house To keep me in my zone so that I don't zone out I'm Rich and Po' like Zone 4, thoughts is deep like Tone Loc Walk with me like old folk, cross your street a score's goal'ed I don't rap, I hockey rink... cause my flow is so cold
I am on my "mmhmm," they are on they "Oh, No!" I am really in here (hair), they ain't real like Soul Glo Don't you know I'm so sho, them n****'s got no Glow Find a master 'fore you can come back into the dojo
Lupe got his mind right, n**** this is my mic And I've come to take it all back like Miller High Life He must not be tied tight...back against the wall... He will throw a ball, like he playin' Jai Alai
I'll do the register, you just get them fries right I don't trust America, after watchin' Zeitgeist Take a look at my stripes, chest looks like a tiger arm and I'm hot as tiger balm, fire like a five-alarm And it's set to Tire Barn, Get ya fire-fighter on....
I ain't worried 'bout you hoes (hose), I don't even need to roll I turn down your ex like how you put your tires on Once I get these tires on, I buy a bomb and tie it on And ride this around the entire song, find a line to drive it on Park it near a metaphor, wait for it, the timer's on You can turn your hydrants on, I'll just turn my wipers on Wipe it off then wipe me down but don't forget about my bomb!
[Lupe Fiasco] I call this one Yoga...Flame
Uh, meditate On the floor, fold your legs, resonate Breathing speed, regulate Clear my mind till it levitate
Dhalsim, I beat the game,
Level 8, Hella good
Never great cause God is great So ain’t no goats, ain’t no gates
Fences see the rams ram, lambs let, sheep’s skate
Brace yourself, teeth straight Fix your face for Pete’s sake Birthday wordplay, piece of cake 4 door flow with seats for eight Ororo Munroe make it rain Not with bills, I make it change
Take that cool shit, make it lame
Take that nerd shit, make it bang
Yeah, you heard us make it bang Yeah, you heard me make it bang
Melt the change and make a ring
Take that ring and make a bracelet Take that bracelet make a chain
Look how far my necklace hang Connect that chain up to a crane
Pull the game up by the brains Could not move it just with brains So I had to use some bling
Shouts to Drizzy, shout to Wayne Yeezy, Jeezy, Ricky, Fifty, Raekwon, Loso, Gucci Mane
I’m not going to drop my name Sneak that message to the masses, you can call me Chocolate Rain You might think my wallet drained
Look how far my pockets hang
That’s cause I got pocket change My net worth is basketball They net worth is soccer games
Tell them ni***s stop it mane But they cannot stop it mane
So, they forced to watch it drain They be looking so blue like water when I wash my jeans
King without the whoppers and, King without the pauper and King and I ain’t got no drains
Bruce Lee, dishwasher Cleaning out your pots and pans These ni***s ain’t got no stain Power once I hit them with the powder Then throw em’ in the shower These ni**a slower than some dial-up I be on my broadband These ni***s still downloadin’ Lu finished, you still up on YouSendIt, uShare, zShare How long you going to be there? Damn… FinallyFast.com for you fam Information super highway These n****s ain’t got no lane But you can ride my shoulder Like they pulled you over I sit in the driver’s seat You sit on the sofa I am Patrick Swayze You are Whoopi Goldberg
Cause he was a beast and the way that he controlled her Rest in peace to Patrick Rest in Peace to Stacks, kid Rest in Peace to Rap, no, rest in peace to wackness
Yeah, n***a, I whacked it Baby boy with the glasses Tears like a black rap Zach Galifianakis Hangover, game over, n***a that’s it!
*If you care about what Diddy is singing about I apologize but this is a Lupe post obviously... skip to the 2:45 mark after Lupe's 1st verse to get to his 2nd verse.*
[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco] I see, diamond flooded demons, Lamborghini angels Halos down with the doors flapping when they came through Windows up, system bumping, you the one they sang to Same two, who said they the ones you should send your thanks through Pockets full of blessings, they can sanctify and saint you You can hear 'em revving up in heaven now, can't you? Sandals made of chrome, his soul made of leather An engine full of sinning and, candy painted feathers The sound of the motor only reverend you confess to I see this all in the eyes of the girl I'm next to I asked her “Where we going?” and she just told me "Pleasure" Hands on the wheel, and her heels on the accelor- -Rator, told her wait up, she kept going like et cetera But like a broken record, we’ve come too far to just wheel it back, selector So we gon’ ride forever, forever, forever, forever, forever
[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco] Uh, said she was a fan of mine Knew she was New Jersey, but said that she was Anaheim Butterflies turn to suicides, now it's phantoms flying Used to whisper in my ear, but now she tryna 'vander mine That holy feeling (Holyfield) all gone, slowly feeling all wrong None of this is satisfyin', pull it over, let me out I'll just hitchhike back to mine Nothing's really as it seems, yeah I shoulda known that Thought I called a angel, devils had my phones tapped
[Lupe Fiasco] Uh, yeah, this one's for Chilly Chill, Food and Liquor flow, Strong like it's been distilled by, Hillbillies in the hills and we move down to Beverly, So heavenly, waking n****s up like revelry, We won't be going back to you regularly, so forget it Shadow flow, call up Punxsutawney Phillips, My mind's on dope, my brain's on skillets, Thoroughly trained to just bang off lyrics, Bang bang bang like Pops Wayans, Witherspoon (with a spoon) or with a fork, Was coming out my egg like Mork, deserves his own head on Rushmore
Flood the game like a giant in a dwarf's shorts, So long n****s, career so short it should be ridin' on a horse, Mines is a horse, but mines is the size you could sneak inside a fort (Ford), Yours is a pony, it could sleep inside a Porsche, I am on point like the eating side of forks, So keep your head down like your reflection in a spoon, Chilly Chill will be outta corrections real soon... Enemy...god willingly...
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Uh, we just gonna keep it goin' and goin', until I feel completed and happy about it...You know?
Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man Brewster Place (booster plates), he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn, clear that Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands, ain’t got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land. Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and pans, rockets and I (eye) up in the sky like helicopter cams...
And you down there in the traffic jam from here I’ve seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestlin' fans... Came up from the bottom of the eye exam ZOOM Now I’m like the biggest G off (Geoff) in the room, still hard to see me like the truth on TV or the roof from the sidewalk, I don’t flo' (floor), I ceiling
My mama said they need me... 'cause, I’m made from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves, they glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie, no longer G, now you can see me but your letter's (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like seaweed C and G but nothing bout me C-G, It’s all real, none of this is green screen...
"Shut Up and Let Me Go" just like The Ting Tings, I’m feelin' like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs. I’ve rocked it from the shouters to the soccer moms, try to stop what’s going on... you’ll see the back of my hand like the tops of palms, I’m balling like the tops of pawns, circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds.
Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of bombs, Domino-in n****'s, delivery is Papa John's, Little Ceaser‘s, uh, burning down your Pizza Hut... Plaque collection building 'cause, I don’t brush my teeth enough, yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck but this like my weaker stuff, they ask “Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?”
Mic is shy and speakers blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up, I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its like two of me and each of us, rappin' acid, eat this up, A-Town down, peace is up, New York to East Coast is tough, West Side ridin', lot of n****'s salty 'cause, 'cause I be overseas and (overseasoned) tough.
Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen this, NahRight gotta stream this, motherfuckin' genius!
Brave and fly, you backbone-less and wingless, bunch of chickens on the strip, I’m coming for they fingers... till what they throwin' up is meaningless... Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn’t make MTV’s list...
Finish fingers, eating wrist, feedin' frenzy and shit, Succotash stuffering, Chicken-Frikasee'en this... a beat eatin' media blitz, pace is getting feverish, pain is growing Seaver-ish, these the peppers Peter picked, things are at their easiest, Real Compton city G’in it but I’m from Chicago...house lights, bravooos!
*Applause*.... Yeah, I’m just playin'....Internet, check!
[Lupe Fiasco] Aww, you don't get it
[Lupe Fiasco] I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit, A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes, I got a lion's den inside the booth That right there is point blank This here, is from where the sniper shoot Might take a long time to get it, by the time I hit it I done ran Bubble Tape around them Chiclets, POOF!! I ain't the bomb, I'm the company that got the contract to rebuild during the aftermath, Have a blast! Goin' green, only using half the gas, the calming comes through after disasters' have But this calm has the same fury that disasters have I should have a class, I'm the son/sun of the South Pole plus Alaska's dad Got n****s like "DAG!!", flow is like crazy gone mad And villains gone bad, Punk ass n****s, don't be so Daft Baby, why you hangin' with them busters like Babs? They are such a drag, you should move 'em to the trash Feel like I'm walkin 'round upon Cassius calves Quite a beautiful script, and such a gift of gab A big bass, shout out to Mistah F.A.B Young Frankenstein reportin' live from the lab I bought the bars out, put it on my tab If you came here to box, you'll leave in a bag I run the game, Bilderberg Group, in the lead with the flash Usain Bolt ain't even leavin' this fast Why you take offense with your defensive ass? Never Hussein'in the hole/whole, not even in the half Cause n**** I aint hidin', I'm the whole world, n**** you're an island And the sea's risin', if I keep shinin' You gon' have to take submarines to the drive-in nowwww
HEY!! ENEMY OF THE STATE!!
[Lupe Fiasco] Ohh! Shout out to Slaughterhouse.. Joe Budden, Royce, Crooked, Joell.. Uh! yeah!
[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco] The game was looking weak, the whole scene starved So I came through with some muscle milk and protein bars Barbells and jump ropes, Bowflexes to body it And a couple Billy Blanks Tae-Bo Karate kicks If you aint Million Dollar Dreamin', then we op-pee-sites In high school, I was voted the most Ted DiBiase'st Also the most slept on, cause my Ted DiBiaseness An Inglorious Bastard, and you looking like a Nazi biiiitch
They say it's hard out here for ol' boy, then tell me where Taraji is I am going so raw, watch me Soy Sauce, Wasabi this Noble on them Pro-Tools, hot as H-E- double hockey sticks Make sure you give the chef your compliments And thank him for his constantly great tasting accomplishments A smiley face, emoticons if you wanna remain anonymous My retirement's on hold, I got the whole world on conference Matchstick Man, I really have the confidence that I'ma give them G.O.O.D Music like Common Sense and Consequence Content that's relative across the continent New York, Houston, Chi-Town, Los Angeles Enemy!!
[Lupe Fiasco] Aw! Shout out to Push, Shout out to Malice, Fam-Lay!! Ab Liva, Re-Up, N****a We Up!! .. G's up Windin' down but..
It's Hirst verses and Murakami rhyming, All my raps is super flat, all your raps is super wack, Tell him that the future's back, DeLorean rolling down the block You can call it shooting craps, and my roof is back And my wings is up
Kingda Ka without kalua, so you ain't gotta pour the king a cup Young Yakuza but, none of my fingers cut So I can still sip red zinga with my pinkies up Made man, you can call this cleaning up I'm OCD, I never think it's clean enough That's what defines me, I never think it's mean enough Lines deeper than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz You gone need two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of, I'm just achieving buzz so stay out of son/sun way like you're drinkin' blood This is what it feels like to be in love...ENEMY!
I mean come on, I mean look at what I'm droppin' here Do this for the block and the blogosphere No, you ain't ready for the heavy, so I'll keep it light as joggin' gear I don't want the throne, I want the helicopter rocking chair Jay gave me a co-sign like I was RocaWear, but be clear I'm not the air (heir) I'm the water, fire and the earth; That means I'm doin' dirt, spittin' flames and quenchin' thirst, And plus the real God has been on my side since birth I hope that he forgives me, I hope I do his work in every single verse, Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them n****s don't hate Only God is great, Enemy Of The State
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I'm lying I'm lying I'm single EVERY NIGHT if anyone even cares! (apparently no one does trust me I've asked). Nah I just got a thing for that song at the moment (shout out to Weezy) and that's really what this blog is about. I don't know what's happening to me, but I think I actually am starting to like wack sh*t.
Either that or Lil Wayne's singing is actuuuuaaallyy....? good? I gotta be overthinking this. Either way everything sounds so lame to me lately, yeah even Chuck (aside from 2 tracks I heard off the new tape them sh*ts was fire!).
Let's see. 50's new album was actually really good... Until I realized he was talkin about the same thing he's been yapping about on his 1st 3 albums. Truth be told though, 50 stepped his rap game up big time. Congrats, sort of, cause I guess I'm kind of dissing his boring music too huh?
Hola Hovitooo! No. That album banged for the 1st 3 weeks now I hardly even listen to it. Blueprint 3 is a solid effort I can't even hate on dude. It's just not holding my attention really, and I blame that on the subject matter. Nobody loves Jay more than Jay and he definitely let's you know throughout the entire f*cking album lol.
Nah I'm tripping really I know exactly why I'm not feeling shit any rapper dude gotta say right now (2 reasons really). Eminem & Lupe Fiasco straight up & down.
Ever since Em dropped Relapse I been singing all kinds of praise for the man. He quitliterally on a different level when it co to rhyming them words. That guest spot on 'Forever' yeaa killed Drake, Kanye, AND Wayne scary thing is it wasn't even close. His BET cypher? Same story. Dude is a monster but falls under the same category as Hov and 50 cause his subject matter sucks but when you can be as skillful as he is it doesn't matter what your talking about.
ANNNNNND if you don't believe me check out Lil Wayne's new track (off his still unreleased Rebirth album)featuring Em and tell me who YOU think came out on top.
Lupe Fiasco. I can honestly say this n*gga making me fall in love with hip hop all over again. Cop his tape Enemy of the State: A love story and try to catch what he's saying. Dude is just on another planet with his concepts and rhymes.
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Anyway those 2 got me feeling like 'why listen to anything else?' (that's not the case I'm listening to a lot) but then again like I said everything else is sounding kind of good now. Lol I need to slap some soulja boy,If I like that sh*t I'll know there's really something wrong with me.SMH. Gone!
^ ^ ^ How could I not post something on Nas when so much is going on in his life? First off, congrats to him (and Kelis grrrr...)on their new born baby boy Knight. Secondly, I'm juiced yo! Distant Relatives album coming soon.. (Nas & Damien Marley's joint album in case you missed the news)Like 2 weeks from now soon (that's for the internets lol the retail drops on the 11th I think..). So yeah my dude is grinding and being blessed in life. I found this on my fav. site (you should already know what it is!) so enjoy..
Ya'll remember when I posted that Drake "freestyle" of him spittin out his blackberry? (Shout out to RIM btw lol) Well someone finally spoofed that sh*t, and its just what I needed to boost my day's morale. Enjoy...
^ ^ ^ ^ lmao at him trying to get a voice effect for a radio freestyle lol... These dudes went in on Drake. It's not like its going to hurt his momentum any, its all in good fun. Gone!
^ ^ ^ Thinking maybe I should update you guys with something of substance today? Its been too long huh?
I appreciate Mark Wahlberg a great deal. Dude has carved his own lane, and managed to be successful in a number of different ventures. In case you didn't know he produces my fav. show of the moment Entourage (If you haven't seen it, you need to check it out like now!). I came across this interview so if your interested enlighten yourself. He talks SNL skit, the original Ocean's Eleven cast, Martin Scorsese, Eminem, Matt Damon, and of course Entourage.. Enjoy!
"You Judists thought I was gone so in light of my steps.."
It's super early, like 5 or something and I was up thinking and on facebook (wtf? shout out to Alex). So you already know I bored. I saw that Slaughterhouse had their new video on Nahright.com earlier today but never peeped it. Let me just say, this is probably my 2nd most anticipated album getting ready to drop right now. These dudes are beyond ill, and together they make some really good music (come on now peep Joey and Joel on the back and forth for the last verse in this joint.. Crazy!). Although I was expecting to get straight gutter bars from all of them, this song (their first single off their self titled debut album)was a welcome change of pace. Check it out..
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Thanks Slaughterhouse (Royce Da 5'9", Crooked I, Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz) RIP MJ..
So now I feel like dancing lol dead a**. For as little as I do dance that sh*t actually makes me happy, so I'll definitely be cutting up a rug somewhere two stepping like I'm 63 at the family cookout lol. Watch out now!
Rik Cordero is a dope a** director too.. I should shed some shine on dudes career.. I'm off to find this and Lupe's single (shining down) on itunes (see I support too lol)
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I don't want to take that turn ya'll, (for the worst) but this is one of those rare occasions where I can feel myself slipping minute by minute. The problem... Well it's not fair to simply state one problem because there are several. The point being I'm thinking at an insane rate right now. I'm not trying to come off as some no-it-all kid, I'm just saying I have A LOT of surreal thoughts running through my mind right now. Most of which is followed by very real doubt. I'm probably not making any sense..
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ The whole vibe of this song is describing me right now. Let me just say this, if you are in my life be you, be real about being you, and cover your tracks if your on that kind of tip. There are so many things that pop up in front of me (red flags) that I don't even acknowledge. It's not really me not acknowledging it, that was wrong.. I just push it to the back of my mind, which explains the nightmares. I have these voices of reason speaking to me in my head, and I'm trying to NOT even empower them by listening, but tonight they're on some superman sh*t.
I hate feeling like this. Everyone's not always out to get you, or do you wrong. Still there are those times when you should take a closer look then what you previously were. Sh*t's disturbing. I hope I'm wrong and the voices cease with their poison.
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part 2 of the previous entry coming..
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I'm almost finished getting through everybody's blogs which was an experience in itself. Keep doing what your doing ya'll (to the bloggers). I gotta find a way to get my mind right.. Gone
^ Wale, B.o.B aka Bobby Ray, Asher Roth, & Charles Hamilton
So I'm really trying to catch up. I know it's been a minute since xxl debuted their freshman class of 2009 (notice anyone missing?), but I honestly haven't sat down and actually listened to all of them. I will say this though, those I have listened to offered something refreshing with their music. that's not to say I liked it but at least most of them are trying to pave their own way, without falling under the typical industry trends.
*Quick(yeah right)overview*
Ace Hood - Never really listened to dude unless his video was on tv. From what I heard, dude CAN rap (alil lol). Honestly, I try to stay as far a way from that "WE THE BEST!" guy as I can, but I'm going to give him a try (pause).
Curren$y - How many "diehard" Lil Wayne fans remember Curren$y? If I'm not mistaken he was on Tha Carter II right? Anyway Curren$y is nice on the mic. My only gripe with dude is his content. Weed, Shoes, Girls, repeat. I've heard his mixtapes, and his under the radar album he released and I didn't think it was bad at all. The test is going to be when I go back and listen though.(which I'm currently doing with all of these artist for part 2 of this post)
Kid Cudi - Day N Nite! lmao I bumped the hell out that song. Let's be honest though, how well can Cudi really sing? Ok, now how well can he actually rap? Probably my biggest disappointment out of this whole group. Not because of his lack of skill (to me), but because of the hype that came with it. Kanye co-sign? Check. Which almost ensures that whatever he sings/raps on will be whip worthy, but I'm real with this. If you can't sing or rap that well, I'm going to notice, and Cudi needs to step it up. With all that said, he does know how to make good songs so no disrespect intended. Just my opinion.
Cory Gunz - This kid can spit! no doubt about it. I'm wondering what the hold up has been with his career as far as him gaining recognition on a major scale. For those that don't know this is the son of legend (Peter Gunz most notable song Deja vu (uptown baby) and Shaq is his Godfather ). Cory Gunz isn't new to this rap sh*t though, he's been ripping 16's and freestyle's for years now. My guess, is some kind of label trouble whatever though it hasn't stopped him from putting out music. (New track every Tuesday on Nahright.com "Tuesdays with Cory") Want proof? here..
^ ^ ^ Was SUPPOSED to be on tha Carter III.. So what's my issue with Cory Gunz? It's the opposite of Cudi. You can rap, now make a SONG! lol no shots though. His upcoming Gangsta Grillz with DJ drama (Heir to The Throne) is one of the most anticipated projects of the year (on my list).
Blu - Cali stand up! What can I say about this dude he really is the complete package. A throwback lyrcist, that can paint a picture with the best of them. He's released a number of critically acclaimed projects most notably his collaboration with producer Exile Below The Heavens. I appreciate Blu because for awhile if it was Westcoast hip hop, it was going dumb on cars and gangster rap. Most people I listen to out here are much more cerebral, and thought provoking. So its nice to see that actually get some recognition.
Mickey Factz - Do I get a pass when I say I haven't heard dude spit? Well that's not entirely true, I've seen him in some online freestyles but that's about it. He never came off as someone that couldn't rap though, so my interest in hearing more is definitely there. Can anyone help me out and give me some mixtapes of his to listen to?
Wale - I first heard of Wale via a growing buzz on the internet. Ok, that's how damn near all these guys were discovered. The catch? He was promoting his upcoming mixtape (the mixtape about nothing). A Seinfeld themed mixtape that actually featured my girl Julia Louis-Dreyfus (Elaine.. peep the earlier entries lol). Seinfeld being one of my favorite shows of all time, instantly made me interested in this project. Wale didn't disappoint at all. It was pretty much fire all the way through.. Fast forward to today with a new mixtape (Back to the Feature)and singles picking up momentum (Chillin ft. Lady Gaga) Wale is doing what he's supposed to be doing. My problem with him is this, he dropped the mixtape about nothing. Great! That doesn't mean become the rapper about nothing lol.. I am probably going to be listening extra close now to make sure that claim isn't untrue, but whatever, he's good. Definitely interested to see how things pan out for him.
B.o.B aka Bobby Ray - I wasn't sure with Cudi, or Drake (the one NOT recognized in xxl freshman class of 2009. Ouch.. for them I mean lol). However, after seeing this guy's "transformation" from rapper to "guy who finds melodies comes to him more easily than rapping" I knew what was up. These labels are pretty smart. Signing bad singers and marketing them as rappers is a great idea! Cross marketability lol.. Let me chill, I never really got too much into dudes music. You can hear Andre 3000's influence in B.o.B's flow, yet he still sounds original. He CAN rap, I don't know about his singing though. His music is infused with that Atl bounce, which makes it all the more interesting when he finds ways to branch out from that box. I'm not sure if I like him or not, so I'm going to keep listening until I find out. Backed by T.I. and his Grand Hustle label B.o.B has released quality mixtapes (who the F*ck is B.o.B, and B.o.B vs Bobby Ray) <<-- Wonder where I've heard that concept before lol.
Asher Roth - I respect Asher's passion for music. Actually most of these artist have displayed a passion for their craft that has propelled them forward with their music. Asher for obvious reasons has had to defend that passion as if his life (career) depended on it. The sad part is it probably did lol. Anyway Asher Roth or Eminem 2.0? I'll be the first to admit that the kid sounds a lot like Marshal, a young Marshal at least. That shouldn't stop people from actually LISTENING to him. Everything leading up to his debut album (asleep in the bread aisle) was pretty much good. I watched him actually freestyle (no Drake) and hold his own in countless cyphers, despite the hate he would get for being a fake Eminem. It wasn't until his album dropped that I had a problem with him. Even saying problem might be taking it too far. He has room for improvement, but he has my ear (kind of), so I'm going to be checking for him. Hopefully he gets another shot, and comes with a better album in the future. Oh, and upon the release of Eminem's Relapse I learned there's no way he and Eminem should be in the same sentence. That's not a diss towards Asher, just saying there's only a few people that can f*ck with Em period.
Charles Hamilton - What to say, what to say. It's already been stated that he is my favorite rapper of today. So let me try to explain why. If we take every artist on this list and compare there sounds, you won't find one that comes close to Charles' unique sound. Rapping? Yeah dude can definitely spit. Freestyle or written and it's going to be lyrical every time. That's not to say it isn't going to be weird, but come on somebody loves weird out there (or did Lil Wayne not get 'A Milli' in a week?). I've always been a fan of talent and passion. Charles is seemingly endless in both those categories. What makes him my favorite today, may have more to do with the current climate of music then anything else (turn the radio on, every song has autotune in it.. WTF?). What I DO know, is his music sounds like nothing I've ever heard before. He samples.. A lot. Almost every song you hear him on is produced by him, and has a rare or extremely creative sample. Chopped up and looped, backed by an assortment of instruments (which he plays himself too)giving validity to his claims of being a musician not a rapper. Gripes? His singing probably will hurt your ears, I'm not a big fan of it, but when I respect where someone is coming from as an artist, I can deal with it(Kanye, Lil Wayne are great recent examples). Also if he would focus on music and hold his tongue every once in awhile, things might be very different for him today. Maybe he'll learn to do that in the future, but as far as music is concerned keep doing you. He's released probably the most music out of all these guys on the list (around 11 mixtapes in the last 6 or 7 months), and has an album on the way ("This Perfect Life")
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Part 2 is coming soon. Get familiar and catch up!
Why would I respond? I'm glad people are on my blog more than I am lol. Enjoy! Gone!
There's a reason I excel at video games, internet browsing, and any other activity you can do by yourself. I'm just more relaxed and at peace chilling in an atmosphere that isn't geared towards communication. I mean I am Socrates (socially anyway)remember? Anyway I'm just going to think about watching the Laker game with my buds lmao.
LA's about to close it out too. I wasn't even going to have anything to do with the gym today, but I have a feeling after I see the game I'm going to want to hoop. So that's probably where I'll be.
I've been trying to catch up on everybody's blogs. I'm almost all up to date, and when that happens I'll have a new blog about the blogs lol. I want everybody to read and appreciate my blog, but I have to return the favor too. That's what connecting is all about right? Step your sh*t up so I can talk about it!
Back to being out of place in a socially inviting atmosphere. I don't like it one bit, especially since I'm either still gone or just incredibly groggy due to just waking up, whatever the case I know this was discreetly pushed upon me. Whether that ends up being admitted or not I know what it is.
I'm convinced marijuana is the single most prevalent item in all of my problems. Not me smoking it lol but for whatever reason its been involved.. Somehow.. Now if the Barber would just pick up the phone ;)
^ ^ ^ None of that should lead you to believe that I'm in a bad mood, cause I'm not. Just a bad place, well not really, just somewhere I'd rather not be, because there's other places I'd rather be seeing type of thing. These people do have some crazy stories though.
Shout out to my big brother (the real one that people don't know exist lol)
^ And my pops (the n*gga that could have made him. Yeah.. Lol)
Family has definitely been putting some things in perspective for me lately. Even my mom albeit indirectly (she blacks like no other dead a**). Its time to really get everything in my life on the right track. I gave you all a glimpse at the whole athletic side, and that's all going just as I planned (a few minor setbacks). As far as securing myself in the competitive world of today, more progress needs to be made.
I'm moving fast toward home ownership, who wants to throw me a party? <<-- definitely joking. Show up to my crib with your party hat and your a** is staying outside. Bring an extra ps3 controller, and we can talk lol.
Today is too slow, I'm stuck wanting to speed things up a bit. Not that I want it to be late, I'm just trying to find some inspiration, like now dig me? Barber called inspiration stalled.. For now. Can it get anymore random? I'm back to reading YA'LL blogs. Gone!
Don't really know about this one lol. Let's just say I was trying to spazz on myself, and at some points I think I did. This is kind of weird putting all this out there for everybody to not pay attention to but who cares? I'm not supposed to, especially at this point during the night. (come on kick in already!!) So enjoy it or don't, whatever...
Oooooo (<--actual title lol yea, wtf? Huh?)
Sometimes I find its hard to decline the little time that's truly mine I'm minding my chiming regarding my friends rewarding my pen with rhyming I think we like it I know she like it we fighting I'm writing quickly think lightning
she see it now she's smiling she wilding saying I'm the next kid now I'm smiling damn we shining trips me out we fell out she was like fuck it keep grinding and that amounts to the trust she gets from me bitches bounce now please
yeah I be looking what can I say I mean my hearts tooken taken I'm saying none of ya'll looking like crooks shit I'm straight a little late in my understanding that she came to win ok
game on then let me start playing I feeling like displaying my articulation with manipulating different statements placing them over your dense skull sitting on your shoulders heavy like Ionno I'm trying not to be cliche
so can we just say what I have to say will have ur mind dealing with a lot of weight I think that's fair but not to be mistaken with the white powder base I'm trying to flower my base with words behind bass though the bass you can't hear or feel...(I'll let u in on a secret if you promise you can keep it) Gone!
Wooow Remember this so vividly, it was dark out there to me because everything I came in there with was somehow stripped from me. Gotta love what Kansas taught me though. this was more or less me trying to make sense of a falling out with my brother (roommate) Ivan. I love that dude regardless of where we were at and where we are now. Enjoy or don't whatever... (Lmao that's like the official introductory sentence)
True Love (frustration)
I know I'm blessed in life god did me right but I'm stressed my mans is like fading from the light matter of fact to say it best there aint friend in sight and I'd say its been left that way for quite some time now bow out gracefully is what I tried to do these people chased me until I cried a few times let my tears just slide down my face
as I'd drive no destination but the music's there so just riiidde frustration got me over thinking everything people are puzzles the weed is the pieces so I light up and try to think up a thesis as to why we so indecent but every time I see it my stash gets vented meaning I smoked it all blowing the contents out and confessed my recent sins to myself problems put on the shelf I'll be hearing from them
no drugs so say hello to my alcoholic binge all this to search for a reason something that makes sense and can explain our mind state actions and intents but listen I'm just a dude that finds it funny what extended fam will do when their hurt or confused look can't help you cause your trapped inside your mental
letting her use u like a tool and its wack to sit back and act like your not being a fool I understand that its painful shit I went through it too yeah yeah u talking years man I was four deep my dude you need to move or move on or cope with what's she's on but mostly just be strong
cause I loved you for that when we first connected but all this depression is leaving me depressed kid you filled the void that my older brother left me with but as the year went on I felt like I was doin what the older brothers did she broke your heart and that's when it started
you a shell of yourself homie and that's why I departed sit you down can't talk to me like a man I'm just trying to help at the very least understand what's goin on inside your head because in mine I'm dead
this isn't me and countin on that cali soil to set me free a touch from she all that just to let me be bumpy road ahead of me but I know there's something god's telling me this can't be for nothing no mistakes from upstairs so fuck any excuses your all selling me.
Michelle catch up! Lol nah I have been trying to write more though. No point in having it there for no one to see but me though... Well there is but yeah, enjoy it, hate it whatever..
(She said listen when u dealing with me don't make promises you can't keep)The air's still smoke fills empty space as I lay with a gaze fixated on the (my)haze(face)smoke circulates in a peculiar way as I create different shapes with my fingers what a game I wonder if its the same for her laying with jane I'm saying
we be on the same plain every day and when it goes down we on our night thing but hey against the grain is how I like to play I'm open she know it so she let it slide and when I'm by her side I know regardless of whatever we're alright but what about the night when I'm zooooooonnnniiiiiinnnnnnnggggg
she's all allllooooooonnnneeee and my presence can't touch where she stands huh!? Can't reach through the phone to put one on ya used to be I couldn't dial your number stress piled me under bags zips halves and nicks that you provided with your own money clips yeah that's it I aint forget that shit but for the moment I'm not on it clear sailing no drama no tonic though I stay with the juice
no chronic cause I'm saving that for you chess game? Maybe my Bishops go hard in the middle just a riddle cause I know I can be quite evasive but this is not the place to be great stunting with your knights put those away kid!
learn your history you'll find its way creative better yet learn the game the way we did and there it is are you still playing with me? Laying there half covered in sheets aint heard your voice in a minute but what is speech? when we communicate through breaks and beats snares and kicks the craziest did I just hear..
Nah let me rewind that shit lyrics you know I'm laughing now right koo-laid style like my smile might outshine the lights its that bright baby I finally get it I'm just that nice lol let me stop.. And come back just to say this is better than whatever other written's on display and its dedicated to you and the spot where you lay
thinking on all of it I wish I could put your thoughts away or mine at the very least my words could make your thoughts ok daydreams or nightmares we share everything from love to movie chairs but beware there are those who don't care peep their evil stares but its like shotpullin we just bust em out the air I take a little yell pull bust a shell and I'm cool
I gotta vent to you hence my stint spent trying to repent for all my shit without you baby I got you and I can't live without you there's just something about when we're out even if...
