hip-hop

Gotta Respect The History of Hip-Hop

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It's amazing how music can influence us right? Most influential, Pac had a tough life but had everyone behind him yellin "Thug Life!".. Shyt 50 arrived had even had the white boys tryna be gangsta; And now Drizzy showin us a new way to play this rap game up; He proving u don't have to rap about guns, drugs, and violence to get ur damn cake up.. and of course gotta give it to Weezy, nikka stood on top of the game even when he was caged up! Ate rappers up like it was lunch time and don't front, he's the reason when u wrote rhymes u added more punchlines; And i swear out of every rapper, he got the most hatas; Neva complains tho, sure he knows its a part of being famous; And let me tell u sumtin about this next rapper son: He dont gotta be ur number one, but in ur top five dead or alive better be Big Pun. He's a boricua Bronx legend and without a question never be second;I aint lying, being able to spend my adolescence in the essence of his prime was a blessin; Cus he crushed a lot of competitors..No PUN intended.. get it? Yo but without a question the current living king of hip hop is Jay-z; Consistency and one unarguable aspect he holds over all other Mc's? ..Longevity.. shyt he made blueprints to his own destiny; Giving him the crown was almost expected; Like he said, and i agree, "You dont have to like it, but u gotta respect it." But when u think of who's the sickest lyracist, maybe u forgot, but one person comes the closest: Nasty NASDAQ Nas, the Queens-Bridge poet; Who ever went against him he taught them a lesson; Shyt he made the term "He got eithered" a house hold expression; If u think anyone could touch him lyrically I'd call ur ass crazy!.... Well anyone with the exception of one man; They call him Slim Shady; Who else could spit a verse and make u laugh, hit a nerve get u sad, than make almost all of America feel offended or mad; Key word diversity; No threats to him but himself, Eminem, he's his own worst enemy.. literally; He's probably the reason other rappers quit; I mean whether its clowning around, being personal, or battling off the top of the head lets admit he's the shyt! The best at it; And if u still doubting, which i doubt it, or asking "How the hell??" I got two words for you, "Album sales"; But ya know i cant end this without mentioning one more: Big Pa Pa, Brooklyn's finest! The Notorious Biggie Smalls; No one did or does a better job at reppin N.Y. And for that, we New Yorkers will never let his voice dye; No one could match his hustle whether on the mike or on the corner sellin; Cus on the mike, not even Nas could match his ability at story tellin; From one through ten we all know his lyrics and flow is a TEN! Even self proclaimed "Kings" of rap gotta bow down to him; And before i even factor in his wealth, in my opinion one of the most important thing B.I.G did, in some unexplainable way, was... well... he made it beautiful to be yourself. These artists spat there highest, flyest rhymes shyt! next producers signed it, u kno flex bombed it, fans bonded, unfortunately some rappers payed there lives! Im jus paying homage.

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yea i know its type long ; This is based on my opinions so don't get offended lol ..

&&+ Honorable mentions : kanye ; Easy E ; Rakim

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Sick Words dO_~b

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Yea my words are so sick I got that influenza flow // laying down in bed as I influence the flow // got the only headache in this eye ~__• so u can call this moment beast mode // shooting words to the mic like i got no chance to reload // cuz ima rap god & you just a hip-hop criminal // your name don't even matter it's just dumb ass syllable // its when I'm on the mic that I perform miracles // hits so big that they become biblical // dam.. just listen to my words as I begin to let them free // store them in ur mind as they start to manifest & feed // collaborate ur thoughts as they will help u to exceed // yea some hip hop medicare will help u to ur feet // but try to diss me & I'll get u begging on ur knees // a gemini at birth with sides like isosceles // man y'all must be getting sick all I hear is god dam weeze // but my words became that asthma pump that made that niqqa leave // & I'm done with this rap cuz I'm finna take a nap // just a quick freestyle I had to get off my back // dueces v__v

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Music Creation

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It's a beautiful dark fantasy when I create music from wats inside of me // the joy & pain of my bipolar life // the battles I fought and everything that I Strifed // memories, struggle, pain & power // addiction, beauty, strength & hours // the blood the tears the laughs the lies // the fear, the smiles, the sweat, the pride // music creation I give it life with an everlasting beat that never dies // listen closely so you see the why's // understand da meaning as it comes alive // the texture, the melody, the words that form // a masterpiece in effect my vision was born // now u see da creation that was stored in mind // u see no negativity // my art has a fine line // there's many different versions of the music I can create // but there's only one that catches my eye // only one that I'll date & most of u found this to be unexpected // but with my words I've resurrected // her beauty I can't stop thinking about nonstop // I guess I can say I'm in love with hiphop.

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Life is a Game

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If life is just a game then i could never quit // cause to tell u the truth im addicted to this shit // to the RUSH to the drug that keeps my heart beating // im a FORCE UNLEASHED // untill the day that i would die i will always stay competeting // never feeding into the lies // most of the truth is in disquise // my heart was witness to so much evil even the DEVEL MAY CRY // but since i cant even shed a tear let it be known that i do not FEAR // so if u step in my BATTLEFIELD u would hear a BLOODY ROAR // cuz i will show no mercy like in SMACKDOWN VS RAW // I'll take my TEKKEN out & make it rain shooting a BULLETSTORM at ur face // so let me introduce u to my little friend as i give u a SCARFACE // turning on the GEARS OF WAR in the back of my mind and it'll take a SPLIT SECOUND to erase u from time // living ina BIOSHOCK world man who wouldnt go insane but im one step ahead injecting plasmids in my viens // fulfilling that NEED FOR SPEED high driving in every other lane // we're only DEAD OR ALIVE why? cuz we try to escape the chains // if u wanna be free then u need to step up ur game // no more pussy shit // for now on this is MORTAL KOMBAT // so i put my back to the past JUS CAUSE it can kiss my ass & im not a angel but i got a HALO on my head because before i wrote this rap they said hip hop was LEFT 4 DEAD.

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

I made this poem using video game titles. i will be making part 2 to this poem soon. I captialized the games so you can see how many i used. count for urself :) ~ also - Honorable Mentions : deadspace // heavy rain // deadrising // mass effect // fallout // darkness // prince of persia // uncharted // bad company // half life // max payne // street fighter // hitman

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