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Originally Posted by hempilation311
He's talking about his testes.
I think in about 5 years everyone will wake up and look back on hip hop the same way we all now look back at 80's music. "What the Hell were we thinking?"
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"we gonna fucka in the back a the bus and fill her nose up fulla that dust"
best underrated rappers : Chamillionaire & Tech N9ne.......just download some of their songs.....not "ridin dirty" while that song was good it was way overplayed....go get chamillionaires album : The mixtape Messiah......3 cds....dedicated to dissing mike jones lol.....who? DIKE JONES
and as for Tech N9ne.....download : Slacker, I"m a playa, and this Ring...all good songs
i miss the old days when dre snoop and pac were around now its just love songs and girly shit kanye west could have never even existed in 1995 X raideds the shit!
i thought i was the only one who liked dead prez...Quote:
Originally Posted by SpiritLevel
right on:thumbsup:
and yes todays rap is fucking crap without the damn C
"I aint watchin the states neither their whole shit's tired/
all the great rappers is either dead or retired" - Akala (UK)
Didn't US Hip Hop during the two year period where Eminem signed 50/dropped Encore?
UK's getting BIG now although there is a load of kids running round shouting about guns they aint got there's also some shit hot talent out there.
Klashnekoff(myspace.com/officialklashnekoff)
Akala (Download "Carried Away", akalmusic.com)
Plan B (According to the press the "British Eminem" but shit lets hope)
Kano
Sway
Skinnyman
Bound to be more but that's all i can think off at the mo.
hahaha...Quote:
Originally Posted by FAllout
yeah
"i think youre crazzzzyyyyy...... i think youre crazzzzzzyyy.... posssibly"
get real... you hear that in 2 places
1: through the media
2:gay bars
yeah.. no talent here!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by K_Shootz_Den
WTF..
(bone thugs- if i could teach the world) verse 1
How many mo days on this old earth can you
see It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon Cause I know God should be ready to roll
And do away with all of the wicked shit like Mr. Police-man
And dog if you with it then pump ya fist in tha air
And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?The last days
of the last days
Hip Hop & Rap wasn't just responding to the masses, it was more of a direction for the masses too. Public Enemy: Don't Believe The Hype... People followed the music not the music followed the people, gee or was it bi-directional? Old skool Hip Hip & Rap is like soul music with spice, even down to many of the beats. Today Hip Hop is responding to the masses in a way that indicates the masses don't know what the hell they want so rappers try and sell an album any which way they can. Sex sells so thas a start! Listeners of legal radio broadcasts listen to what sells and what has been sold, and thas as far as their control extends. The diameter of their listening experience equates to what has been sold in particular record shops. The availabe artists in mainstream record outlets are restricted by the music industry on the whole. You can guarantee that by design, bull shit will be all over the mainstream charts because the restrictions apply before an artist is even signed to a label. The stuff that some of us listen to which we think is important to us is utter crap. If a materialistic lifestyle is what many desire, and musical artists are playing up to peoples desires and advertising it in their music, then like a vicious circle the culture of the listener will not change until they read this thread.Quote:
Originally Posted by Big Calhoun
:thumbsup: BabyFacedAbortion, ronjohn420 , 4gan2ja0,
hey i am with you in that the REAL mainstran crap - i mean rap is just a bunch of retarded people throwin stupid meaningless lyrics on a stupid meaningless beat, -(at least thats wot it sed to me) but u gotta hav alotta respect for those who you may class as mainstream rappers that have been in it for a long time like eminem that seem to have been forgotten about, it doesnt matter what you say, eminem is a man of many talents, a genius even, and i listen to his music as much as i do tupac or dre, a few of the newer rappers are really goin far with it now, - eg obie trice, D12 and i for one congragulate their success - ps i dont hav a clu wot i jus writ, n really cant be bothered to read it agen so, understand wot u can
hey, for all the american hip hop fans, you SERIOUSLY have to download or buy a ROOTS MANUVA cd, he is a ledgend, no shittin, the british tupac but just not as wild - im tellin you, buy it,
I live in California (Bay Area) and we have got some awesome underground
Andre Nickatina
Mac Dre (R.I.P.)
Keak Da Sneak
Federation
Mistah Fab
listen to any of these you wont be disappointed
yea no shit... "snap ya fingers ... you can do it all by your self...." thats pretty fucking bad. I was inlove with rap when snoop was in his peak... but since then its been pretty shitty :(
Yup 916 here so I'm down with all that shit.Quote:
Originally Posted by FUNKNUGGET
Some people may not like this type of music, mainly because it's just about driving, and thizzin, and going dumb, but I don't care.
When I get high, I LOVE turnin on some Federation and GOIN DUMB!!!!
:dance:
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Originally Posted by suhl
I think part of the problem with hip hop these days is, so many artists are just complete morons. The shit out there now has one point and one point only, destroy the minds of the youth and make them the next dumb ass wannabe MC flowing on about the ice on his wrist. Give me some more Nas, Mos Def, Cypher Complete , ya know the lyricists.. not the iceonthewristisists and that will keep me happy with what I consider hip-hop. I got pleanty of concoisness dancehall and roots reggae artistes that will keep on releasing something new month after month year after year, and it will be good shit every time
-bless
I been listening to immortal techique lots recently while driving. Good shyt! I watched a 3 hour documentary with this dude talking about lots of shyt. It was good shyt tho
i dont really give a shit about the lyrics in rap music because the real lyricists are out making real music. some rappers can write some songs but there are far better lyricists in pretty much every genre of music. i just love listening to them talk about doing drugs and fucking them hoes after getting them high. i just laugh my ass off when i hear it and think holy shit these guys got some girls high fucked them then got high themselves then wrote a song about it and millions of people gave them money to hear it. you hafta love it
and good rap lyrics pretty much only talk about the state of inner city living and shit like that there really isnt a broad range that im aware of
This thread is a load of bullshit. All of the songs that you say arent lyrically deep arent because they arent meant to be. Most songs you are mentioning are club songs. Meant for dancing and having fun in the clubs. You listen to the right rap for lyrics, and there are genius rappers. I assume, and i know i should not be doing this, but i assume that none of you go to clubs, so you are just ignorant. And that is not your fault.
i guess you are referring to rap songs other than the ones in your sig.
its not just mainstream hip-hop that is going way downhill..mainstream music today just sucks, period. and i blame mtv for brainwashing so many kids into listening whatever bull shit they decide is going to be popular next.
"underground isnt a style, its a positon"-Vast Aire
its not just mainstream hip-hop that is going way downhill..mainstream music today just sucks, period. and i blame mtv for brainwashing so many kids into listening whatever bull shit they decide is going to be popular next.
VERY FUCKING WELL SAID
I'm telling you guys. Download a this music.
Murs
Grouch&Eligh
Mos Def
A Tribe Called Quest
Talib Kwelli
People Under the Stairs
Hieroglyphics/Souls of Mischief
Little Brother
The Roots
Lauryn Hill
Sage Francis
Gangstarr
Deltron 3030
Living Legends
Brother Ali
Atmoshpere
RJD2
Glue's new album dropped the other day.
Catch as Catch Can. I've heard it and it's... alright. But hey, if you have turntables and need some good beats for a cheap price, the second part to the cd is just instrumental. So head to the only store in your town that sells underground and pick it up.
I look at the lack of talent in todays rap as an advantage for me. If all these guys who have zero talent are making millions how hard could it be for me. But I hear you, 90% of the rap I listen to came out at least 5 years ago.Quote:
Originally Posted by K_Shootz_Den
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Originally Posted by K_Shootz_Den
i dont like how snoop has gone all main stream doing songs with pharrell
didnt think he would sell out
I'm not into much of the new hip-hop these days. I follow Jedi Mind Tricks, and some Immortal Technique, but other than that. I don't care much for it.
I like some old school hiphop, like Cypress Hill back in the Black Sunday and Temples of Boom era, that was some prime shit.
Old school House of Pain. Their debut album Fine Malt Lyrics is amazing.
Funkboobiest "Brothas Doobie", with Super Hoes on there :thumbsup:
Old Ice Cube, like Predator, or Lethal Injection.
Like I said, JMT is the only newish hip-hop I follow. I don't even care much for Dilated Peoples anymore.
I WHOLEheartedly disagree, i dont see how you can say there are no real lyricists in rap when all you hear is the mainstream crap, rap is supposed to be about the lyrics and the beat, a rapper flowing to a beat, not about guitar riffs, and fancy techno electronica enhanced voices, rap is all about lyrics, and i guarantee you you wont find anyone with deeper more metaphoric lyrics than aesop rock, his lyrics are like none ive ever heard, go download some songs by him, and jus listen, look up some lyrcis, it really is a mindfuckQuote:
Originally Posted by suhl
chamillionaire is sick, yall sleep on them southern boys if you want.
but as far as rap goes, bun b is the king and weezy is the prince.
I've always been fond of the west coast 90's era. dre, snoop, 2 pac, nwa.
no id rather not i hate rap that isnt about fucking bitches and getting high and having big shiny ass rims. if you into guys spittin to da beatz thas coo' but it not fo me breh:thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by K_Shootz_Den
i lied i looked some up to see if i might agree. the first ones i found
radio, check check, video, check check
this is how the city folk and mole people connect
somebody warp the message right i'll pass it to the next
now the perferrated county's making you upset
harvest all brand x clark kents to worm pool
carbon heart
burried his nozzle in fossil marker art
pardon
cadaver had a legitimate pulse
and littered volts are with the village
where the skiddish pigeons molt
bastard poacher gasped
with the pigeon with lazerus billy goat whiskers
he rose to see salt in the open blisters but
blind anarchy slips through the cracks,
see naked martyrs with bubbliscious on fishing rods
itching to pull it back
with that organic invention incubated to hatch
suome can try to make it fructose on paper now
allow the details later and the crews will taper out
of wooly mayors ousts?
through piggy jammy happy shooting at the bladed mouth
bazooka tooth zoo keep the paper route
with janky funds and favors
cradled by twelve empty sell the heart containers
man, it's freezing in this brick bitch
winter forever
like pucks that tawny felt down with his sore furry wrist severed
i walk face first through the sex, guns, and church
with wild things that make maurice syndek question his early works
but no hostages no promises
out the claw of corporate cogs and sprockets,
now clogs off gromits
running from a rabid ring wraith click, basilisk, serpentine
in and out of traffic jam and murder scenes
scrub blood off the AF1 fifty two pick up first degree
some toddler's smuggled tommy guns and crack into the nurseries
dogg, there's a fucking baby at the door asking for wallets
and those ain't twin beenie babies inside his pockets
2010 sonograms show the magnum's worn directly out the fetus
evolution for the young killer convenience
radio, check check, video, check check
this is how the city folk and mole people connect
somebody warp the message right, i'll pass it to the next
now the perferrated county's making you upset
magazine, check check, paper route, check check
this is how the hermit inc. and busy bee connect
somebody's losing track of their flesh and blood in arrests
polka dotted landscapes what did you expect?
now-a-days even the babies got guns
diaper snipers having clock-tower fun
misplace the bottle might catch a bad one
have a mid-life crisis when you're ten years young
hold up
if the jesus piece around your neck is bigger than your pistol
it makes homicide okey dokey and your god will forgive you
just show the saints at heaven's gate you should be on the list
i hear overlooks manslaughter for a tatooed crucifix
twisty, fidgety, contradicting
wild animal shit bleed off the slide of born doctor?
to mister turnable mind bought?
somewhere to laminate dry bones in cool water and ease madula
after you thumb sucking diaper chains
give birth and shoot the school up
i duel, too, but only to exploit no brainers
teenager beef past alligator teeth
and extra-curricular flagpole scrappin'
amongst tadpoles that have yellow backbones
team mechanism brought airborn shrapnel scraps to hassle captain
by the itchy index of an umbilically garped fraggle baby
fragile, maybe, ya think
chop shop and a misled maladjusty crusty lock box
hiding clips that light the sky in seconds
like dueling commutal hopscotch gives them leverage
cut 'em with mortars
while i mumble in the immortal slang of "must-not [sleep]"
for the anti-lead nirvana
i used to think i'd get hit by a bus or something dumb and dumber
now the bus is slugs plugged by the newest kiddie thug wonder
suffered through kingsley
rep a wide pride dosage
for tomorrow the holsters are bound to outnumber the roaches
not a coach, but that'll even jolt the immobile
when global terrorism's all the rage your folk get smoked local
block[head], if you need me, i had to bounce to d.c.
to bullet-proof mom's flower garden
before the war cheats me
if i'm not back in a week tell the crew i said "peace, and lay low"
strains don't vacate slow
radio, check check, video, check check
this is how the city folk and mole people connect
somebody warp the message right, i'll pass it to the next
now the perferated county's making you upset
magazine, check check, news flash, check check
this is how the hermit inc. and busy bee connect
somebody's losing track of their flesh and blood in arrests
polka dotted landscapes what did you expect?
now-a-days even the babies got guns
diaper snipers having clock-tower fun
misplace the bottle might catch a bad one
have a mid-life crisis when you're ten years young
aboard the battleship, gray sky, the day i
got the phone call Jam Master Jay died
so, no, i'll probably never write another daylight
because the stingers tend to cling more than a portable hay rides
it adds up when a pioneer fall
incompares to your ninety-nine bottles of beer wall
there's banana peels in your hamster wheels
hand cannons in your shoebox, please
mine's got adidas, rest in peace.............get at me.
i guess what i consider good songwriting and what you do is a little different. its all good differing opinions make the world go round my brother:rasta:
Geee, you're right, rap is ALL about deep, thought-provoking lyrics that really speak to the soul . . :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by K_Shootz_Den
I couldn't care less what you're listening to, but please, just please, don't try and proclaim that rap's some higher form of music sent from the gods, full of life messages found only in the Bible.
Thinking of creative ways to describe getting high or bustin' a cap isn't deep. I'm sure there are talented writers out there, but in almost any other genre, the lyrics surpass that of most of the rap industry. Plain and simple.
Rap is good for pumping up some sweaty night club, and not much else. If you can prove me wrong, post some DEEP lyrics and we'll have a look.
I'm looking to learn. ~
now by contrast here is what i consider brilliant poetic songwriting and lyrics. oh and he also wrote the song, with the emotion of the music fitting the lyrics instead of putzing around on a drum machine and settling on a beat.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Rap and hip hop. Like apples and oranges.Quote:
Originally Posted by Its a Plant
See, what I listen to would suck to hear at night clubs. Instead of an easy, dancy beat, it uses instruments that would be a mix of jazz and electronica. No skeet skeet skeet skeet.
I'm assuming you've never heard of aesop rock. To me, they're more emo than underground, but to each his own. Still, they both use the word epitaph in a song, and use it correctly, which is more than I can say about FITTIE.
Now I know I bring this up all the time, but I'm really into adeem and the group he spearheads called Glue. Throughout his entire career, I don't think he has ever cursed or used slang. Still, he makes a lot of sense. To me, that is the embodiment of underground. I would type out a bunch of lyrics, but I don't think it would make as much sense as if you were to hear it. Alright, here's a small part. The song is called Goodbye, these are the first lyrics from the first song and their first cd:
And it's so hard to get away when you're straying miles from your front lawn
Crawling in your notebook and pretending your needs are all gone
Lasting longer than a second when I start wondering where I begin
Driving halfway across the country and writing this down on a napkin
Well I'm trapped in a moving cage and wonder about being precocious
Predicting my future in the late night hours focused
Making analogies every second, hell-bent on finding me breathing
Now it all makes sense on why fall has become my favorite season
Reguardless of better days it pays to work on details
Deleting old e-mails and re-evaluating my trail
Man, that's about the first half of the first part, and I am just waaay to lazy to type out the rest. It gets better after that, for the most part. If it interests you check it out, if not that's cool too.
ok, first off, i never claimed that rap is a highe form of music, i was simply trying to convince people that mainstream rap is horrible and that it leads to most people thinking all rap is horrible, so i was simply stating that there is rap out there that really is great, i never once said that rap is better, i never once claimed rap has the best lyricists, i simply defended the people who although are rappers, have some pretty amazing stuff, i dont get why you cant just try to be open minded instead of being so sarcastic and wittyQuote:
Originally Posted by Its a Plant
[Aesop Rock]
I start my city with a brick (one brick)
Then add another brick (two bricks)
Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels
I ain't no great Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes
Respect the polars but acknowlege middle-value rainbows
My snout turned up from dream factory eyelids
Slingin bottled prosperity for the kamikaze colonels
Yeah rocks the match that burned the Nazi journals
And plottin verticals amidst blatantlly horizontal
Models then swallowed by famished potholes
And I'm tired
Tied up on these functions
Killer cottoncandy clouds and huckleberry justice league
Another knuckle-dragger dungeon breed
Run, breathe, sit, bellow
Wild Aes scream through your style to hear the echo
Aight then, flinch for the great granddaddy payback
When Little Billy bought a Tugboat
Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab
Facist takes more than pegleg's birds and eyepatches
Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them
Wonder why you wept over spilled milk
And got your crayons wet, the room reaks of a thousand bayonettes
I'll fision vision with a lie longer than your most walked meridian
Connecting life with that little species of idiots
We've now officially scraped barrel bottom
Aesop Rock an Apple to the core but ya'll ignored him
I know a planet made of porcelain
And once I get tired of holding this gavel up
Ya'll prayer circles met him up born again
I ain't too good for tap water
Play "Taps" out of order
For a ballad, corpse a dead man walkin
You can lead a man to a city but that don't assure civility
You can beat a man to death with Aesop Rock bootleg cd's
(That's more fun anyway)
Some cats Float, some cats don't
I speak in Farenheit and burn off colon lyric
Diss blatant harassment, spit honor, whistle fearless
Don't dismiss the billygoat appearance for that common sheep
Chorus*Aesop overlapping Illogic, fading in and out of each other*
[Aesop Rock]
Platforms have been erected
Effigies built
Slogans coined, songs have been written
Rumors have been circulated
Autographs faked
The hourglass smashed and didn't leave me an escape
Moving boxes have been worn out
Mantlepieces dusted
Idols idolized, the sands have been shifted
Curtains have been closed
Sleepers all waked
The hourglass smashed and didn't leave me an escape
[Illogic] *overlapping Aesop, fading in and out*
Now with my trusty paperclip
I picked locks of thoughts vault
Finding the garden barren
The harvest fruitless
Only the Tree of Life flourishing
Wanting to take a bite but I'm toothless
Is that, predestination or is it by design?
That I'm trapped in time sand
Show radio mission control but for my rhymes
Man cuz I can like aluminum
And I recycle my consciousness
This is just a note
For any action or lack thereof there's a consequence
[Illogic]
Wingless angels
Stroll a top shapeless cottonballs
With halos in your syringe
Celestial ground is found broken
Exposing a bottomless depth
Where heartless spines awake to devour
The small piece of your soul that's left
You're immersed in sound floating
Aimless destination
Drop anchor to gain stability
Stare out potions, restrain fertility
Pedestal talk is a token
Soaked in pockets where lives topics lack conceptual, ridicule
The night breathes but light's choking
Darkness occupies the throne
Where poems are persecuted
The purity at times dilluted
Rhymes are executed
For genre I'm told when has-beens attempt
To cause heat to rise and wonder why they're trapped in cold
Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold
So when the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise
And as society's fabric of orthodoxes dismantle
I'll see you embracing the pentagram within this crucifix disguise
See when the canvas stands before me
I'm compelled to spill a vision
For the sinners that listen, I got three spikes and a thorned crown
It seems I need a new soul cuz mine is worn down
But from the pregance of my hardship was born style
Still my pen bleeds and stains the paper with thought
Finding me lost among statues of mainstream idols
Drowning in melted ice to reinforce that breath is vital
If your father and his father were fish out of water
You must break the cycle
How many times must a plant be uprooted for it to die?
When it's smothered with lies that abolish the potency of the sky
So when the stars burn out and God replaces the bulbs
With a million watts
And throws the switch, sparks filament
Hurting new giants and flocks
I stand on my own two aura illuminated in red
Showcasing the agony held within this welded spirit
Sacrificing itself for the health of a masocistic culture
Yearning for the truth that we speak but refuse to hear it
Chorus