Well that night where you're supposed to get somehow drunker than all the other nights over the year where you got drunk is coming up, and boy am I thrilled. What's my plan? I guess I'm supposed to get drunk. When, where, how, and with whom is the question.
That said, I figure I should share with you some new songs that just might help me get drunk in the right way, and not the wrong way.
I don't know if I've told you this, but I'm really fucking cool when I'm drunk. Once some dude told me I'd make a great actor when I was 2-took outside of Scolari's. He told me I had a Tobey MacGuire-esque energy about me. See what I mean? Cool. Or soft, I still don't know what he meant by that.
Now that's quite a guest appearance there, Mistah FAB. Snoop shouts out Richie Rich, Rappin 4-Tay and JT The Bigga Figga in his verse. Oh yeah, and Willy Mays. What you can gather from this: Snoop is old and doesn't listen to any Bay shit post-1993. Even Mistah FAB phones in his verse ("Sittin so high, you could call me tower-boy" The fuck?). I was hoping for some "Party on Wayne, Party on Garth" references (denied!?!!?), but there are none.
Ah yes, this was a treat to find. If you've seen the Go Dumb USA preview, then you know why I was so excited to get this track. And this isn't some bullshit YouTube rip, this is the whole song, obnoxious outro and all! If you want to see exactly what the dude raps about in each line, watch the video.
Holy shit! My ride is outside! Gotta run! Expect some sort of year-end bullshit in the coming days. Peace.
I guess a lot of people read this bullshit. One of their more recent posts refers to The Pack's music as "Soulja Boy's legacy" or some shit, and they posted the brilliant postmodern masterpiece known as the "In My Car" video as evidence. Now I enjoy Soulja Boy as much as the next guy (apparently more, considering what happened in the comments section last post), but this is bananas. Yes, they're both young. And yes, they both go. But there's a huge difference in quality and swag here that can't be ignored. You should've seen that fucking comments section on that post. Some choice quotes:
1. "yo who ever listens to dis. please understand how wack dese niggas are i mean the last 2 niggs took the cake on that song 4 real yall niggs dat hear dis shit, apreciate the few real rappas left cause dese niggas is GARBAGE no gas"
No gas!
2."soljah boy is a homo him omarion and bow wow should make a group call the fuck boys no homo"
No Pack-hate, I just thought that was a good idea.
3. "I don’t really like this kinda rap, I’m more of a conscious rap fan, but I can’t lie I do like this song. I like it because it’s funny, not because I think what they are saying is meaningful."
Eat a dick, fuck boy.
4. "wack hip hop is dead by fagets that rap about money cars and hoes and that are illiterate show no complex lyricism metaphores vocabulary in there raps ect no punchlines"
Yes, illiterate fagets are ruining rap.
5. "ridin in my car, ridin in my car. love it, huh? show’s how simpled minded we’ve become"
And we've gotten more creative with apostrophe use.
6. "lol why is errybody dissin dis kinda musik no dis aint real hip hop but dis musik makes ppl wanna dance n have fun im jus sayin there aint no reason 2 put dis musik down"
Fuck yeah! If my internal monologue were replete with egregious typographical errors, I would say, "My thoughts exactly, Mr. $treetz. But I would ask you to define exactly what you mean by 'real hip hop'."
What the fuck do people mean by that? Typically "real hip hop" acts as a stand in for "bootsie backpack rap", but why is that? You wonder if people who refer to backpack shit as "real hip-hop" have even picked up a Run DMC record. Like they were really tackling some serious social issues and pushing the boundaries of "street poetry" with songs like "It's Tricky" or "My Adidas".
Far as I'm concerned, old school rap was mostly about having fun. "The Message" and "White Lines", for instance, tackled some serious shit, but those songs are still fun to listen to.
Everyone's trying to bring it back to the old school with this stripped down bass shit! I guess I don't really have a point. I'm just saying that shit's tyt.
Other examples of hardbody quasi-old school slaps:
I'm not sure if I've posted this or not, which is weird because it's probably the best Bay Area rap song in recent history. I mean, to Bay Area folks, it's old, but to anyone who isn't familiar with Husalah's catalog, you should get familiar. I'm not even sure what the point of this post is, but I'm done with finals and I just want to listen to rap and drink beer. You should do the same.
Oh yeah, and if you're gonna hate in the comments section, leave a name or alias or whatever. I mean, if you wanna get it poppin let's get it poppin.
More cupcake music from Sirealz. Sounds like he might be on that vocoder hype, too. The song is actually kinda catchy, if you can get used to the idea of Sirealz singing about a bitch. But it's really soft.
Far as this post is concerned: Soulja Boy - 1, Sirealz - 0
According to this article, Spice 1 is OK. He's recovering at the hospital, and he's in a good deal of pain, but he's not going to die. Thank god.
The shooting sounds weird from how Spice 1 describes it. He makes it out to sound like a botched robbery. What throws me off is this: he said to his mom "I can't believe those fools shot me" or something to that effect right after he got shot. On the other hand, in the account he gave the police, he claims there was only one shooter. Huh. Just saying.
Here's a lesser known song of his, the sequel to "187 Proof", "187 Pure". If you recall, at the end of "187 Proof" all of the booze-named characters get killed - " "...and then Indo smoked em all..."
"187 Pure" tells the story of Indo's rise and fall, in a world where everyone is named for drugs. This is significantly more difficult than naming people for brands of liquor. It has been my experience that drugs don't have brand names. I think he pulls it off though.
Best Mike Tyson moment ever at about 0:44-0:50. That must be the most understated, but most brilliant response Tyson gives in that interview. A salaam aleikem...I don't know, man.
It's hard not to think of Husalah when you hear this one. Sirealz has been doing a lot of singing, and not very much rapping as of late. I seem to recall reading on his myspace blog (nh!) that he was trying to start a new form of rap called "school boy swing" or some shit like that. From the description it didn't sound all that different from stuff Hus was already doing, except that you can assume it would be a little less hardbody than Young Hus' singing.
Okay, so Husalah only sings on the hook here, whatever. I somehow never posted this until now, despite the fact that it might be my favorite Husalah song ever - and that's including "Sleep With The Fishes". The adlibs at the end are kinda next level. As the beat fades out, Husalah declares "Everything, hella money, on Craigslist. Gettin shit lit man. Anti-histamines for that ass..."
Again, no singing here. Just Uncle Murder keeping shit insanely hardbody. Now I know this is lightyears away from Bay shit, but you've really got to hear this shit. Imagine all the ridiculous claims Jeezy and the Clipse would make about selling coke, then apply that kind of logic to rapping about killing people and cops. Or maybe, just imagine Bushwick Bill if he weren't a midget.
