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  1. I like mostly old school and underground East Coast #$##, because that to me is the mecca when it comes to lyrics and production. There are a lot of dope West Coast artists, but most of them are on the same G'd up gangsta #$## that's been around for nearly 20 years. Plus, no offense to any Californians on here, but the drawn out Cali accent kind of annoys me. But I guess you could argue that the NY accent is equally annoying. Still, I prefer early '90s boom bap #$## or late '80s "golden age" stuff.

  2. I just have a small favor to ask of the mods on here. Could you please at least notify people as to why their posts/sigs are being deleted instead of hiding in the shadows? In the "Pope" thread, several of my posts were deleted even though there was nothing anti-Christian about them. Yet at the same time, people on here can refer to Arab Muslims as "ragheads" without so much as a lecture. It's like a conspiracy by the Church to silence message board users. @loll@

  3. One of the most socially positive songs I've ever heard from a hardcore gangsta rap group.

     

    "Express Yourself" by N.W.A

    [Dr. Dre]

    I'm expressin with my full capabilities

    And now I'm livin in correctional facilities

    Cause some don't agree with how I do this

    I get straight and meditate like a Buddhist

    I'm droppin flava, my behaviour is hereditary

    But my technique is very necessary

    Blame it on Ice Cube; because he said it gets funky

    when you got a subject and a predicate

    Add it on a dope beat; and it'll make you think

    Some suckers just tickle me pink - to my stomach

    Cause they don't flow like this one

    You know what? I won't hesitate to diss one

    or two before I'm through, so don't try to sing this

    Some drop science; while I'm droppin english

    Even if Yella, makes it a-capella

    I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or cess

    Cause it's known to give a brother brain damage

    And brain damage on the mic don't manage - NUTHIN

    but makin a sucka and you equal

    Don't be another sequel.. {Express yourself!}

     

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

     

    [Dr. Dre]

    Now, gettin back to the PG

    That's program, and it's easy

    Dre is back, new jacks are made hollow

    Expressin ain't their subject because they like to follow

    the words, the style, the trend; the records I spin

    Again and again and again - yo, you're on the other end

    Whatch a brother blend dope rhymes, with no help

    There's no fessin or guessin while I'm expressin myself

    It's crazy to see people be

    what society wants them to be, but not me

    RUTHLESS, is the way to go, they know

    Others say rhymes which fail to be original

    or they kill where the hip-hop starts

    Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop charts

    Some musicians cuss at home

    But scared to use profanity when upon the microphone

    Yeah, they want reality, but you will hear none

    They'd rather exaggerate a little fiction

    Some say no to drugs, and take a stand

    But after the show, they go lookin for the "Dopeman"

    Or they ban my group from the radio

    Hear N.W.A and say, "Hell no!"

    But you know it ain't all about wealth

    As long as you make a note to.. {Express yourself!}

     

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

     

    [Dr. Dre]

    {Express yourself!} .. from the heart

    cause if you wanna start to move up the chart

    then expression is a big part of it

    You ain't efficient when you flow, you ain't swift

    Movin like a tortoise, full of rigor mortis

    There's a little bit more to show

    I got rhymes in my mind, embedded like an embryo

    or a lesson - all of 'em expression

    And if you start fessin, I got a Smith and Wessun for ya

    I might ignore your record because it has no bottom

    I get loose in the summer winter spring and autumn

    It's Dre on the mic, gettin physical

    Doin' the job, N.W.A is the lynch mob!

    Yes I'm macabre, but you know you need this

    And the knowledge is growin just like a fetus

    or a tumor, but here is the rumor

    Dre is in the neighborhood and he's up to no good

    When I start expressin myself, Yella, slam it

    Cause if I stay funky like this I'm doin damage

    Or I'ma be too hyped, and need a straight jacket

    I got knowledge, and other suckers lack it

    So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic

    Ask what it's like - it's like we're gettin hyped tonight

    Cause if I strike, it ain't for your good health

    But I won't strike if you just.. {Express yourself!}

     

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

    {Express yourself!}

    {Go on and do it..}

    {Go on and do it..} {*music fades*}

     

    --Dr. Dre (Written by Ice Cube)

     

    One thing about this song that kinda gives me the chills is how normal Dre's voice sounds. If you compare his delivery on here to, say, "Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang", you'll be very surprised at the difference. Also, I thought it was funny that he says he doesn't smoke weed or cess. Knowing that the name of Dre's first album was The Chronic makes me laugh whenever I hear that line.

  4. What would be the point in the guy faking his own death anyway?

    He read a book by an Italian philosopher named Macchiavelli who faked his death. Since Pac changed his name to Makaveli before he "died", a lot of people thought he was faking his death, too.

     

    I've come to the decision that he's dead. It's too bad, but I have to admit that his later work wasn't too meaningful and he wasn't exactly the best lyricist. Still, doesn't mean he deserved to die.

  5. Yeah...he's dead. In fact, his post autopsy pic is on Rotten.com, but if you're a first time visitor who can't handle disturbing photos of mangled corpses, I don't recommend it.

    I've seen the picture. It doesn't even show his face. It's just a bald black guy with his head and chest opened up a little.

     

    But like I said, I don't really believe he's still alive. It's more that I wish he were alive.

  6. I used to think he was alive a few years ago. I had all these websites with weird happenings that suggested he might have faked his death. I even found a "sighting" once, at the 1999 New Years Eve Celebration in New York, right before the ball was dropped for the new millenium. There's a guy in the crowd who is either Pac, or just looks EXACTLY like him. They could've just pasted his head in, but I like to believe it was real.

     

    Now, I'm not so sure if he's alive. After the seven year anniversary of his death, he was supposed to come back (7 is a very significant number in Tupac "alive theories"), but of course he didn't. Still, he might be faking it because he wants to keep getting paid. He sold more records dead than he did alive, so why not keep it going? Plus, his fans will probably hate him for faking his death. Personally, I'd be happy if he was alive, but for now I just don't know.

  7. I heard that prozac is stepping down as a Moderator, so there is a space open in the Marvel Comic boards. Now I know he can very well change his mind, and decide to take back his place, but If I were to become the next mod, what would my qualifications have to be in order to be accepted? And If I am accepted, would I recieve special instructions on how to edit/ lock threads?

    My question would be WHY do you even WANT to be a moderator to begin with?

    I've been on this site for a little under 4 years. 11 months after the website was first created. (when it was still americandreamcomics.com)Even though I don't have alot of posts under my belt, I am known to many of the Veterans of this site and alot of people like me. And I'm familiar enough with the layout and the rules to undergo the greater responsibilities.

    Well, that's all great, but I was't questioning your qualifications (if there is such a thing) and you appear to be a reasonable mature individual anyway.

     

    My question was more to do with the WHYS? What is it about being a moderator that appeals to you?

     

    You were instantly concerned and questioning the "how to's" of editing and locking topics, and that sometimes seems to be the only thing that a lot of members are wanting to do...

     

    HAVE THE LAST WORD through powers of moderator!

     

    I can see some folks here, putting this information on a job application or bragging to a girlfriend about the website they're moderator on! @lol@

     

    I just enjoy the discussions and maintaining a lowly mere mortal MEMBER status.

    Exactly my thoughts. I would never want to be a mod. You think I'm an a**hole now? Imagine me with power over other posters! @loll@

  8. why are you making this a white and black thing VH?

    Because once you cut thru all the BULL...that's all it ever is! Blacks thinking someone is out to get them or "DIS" them, and when it comes to the police, they think it's due to the color of their skin.

     

     

    @hmmm@ you know i respect you and all but damn man, it seems like you are always trying to push a point about reverse racism when it's not even there.

     

    I feel the same way, when I hear the constant whines from people about...FORWARD racism, when I know the situation and can see it isn't there. Sometimes you have to show them how ridiculous most of it is to get them to see it, but it usually never works.

     

    if you read the lyrics like you said you did you would see the line were he talks about crocked black cops as well, so how could the song be considered racist.

     

    They ask if their...."F@GS"?

     

     

    the song isn't saying go out and kill every cop you see, it's clearly talking about cops who abuse there "power" and take advantage of there authority. NWA as a group never killed anybody, dre and ice cube never sold any drugs or even broke a law in there life when this song came out but yet knew about police brutality and harassment. that's the point the point they were trying to stress in the song, that they are normal people in urban areas, black AND white that are harassed by the police regularly. i'm sorry VH, police brutality and harassment do exist. i've witnessed it first hand...i've been harassed and humilated by cops for no reason at all and saying f$%k the police is nothing compared to what i wanted to do when i 16 and was left stranded 30 miles away from civilization because i "fit the description"

     

     

    It's a lousy song! These people that call for the killing of cops because they beat up Rodney King, are just using King as a tool in which to leverage themselves a little more AGAINST authority in general, and could care less about King themselves, in fact, they likely would have popped a cap in his ass themselves, for invading their turf or something, but man o man, he gets what was comin' to him for being a drugged up jerk, and they tear up their own neighborhoods and take out their OWN racist aggravations against Koreans and have a lotting, shooting, brick throwin' RIOT!

     

    There are bad parents, teachers, bosses and YES cops! Anybody that has authority over us, can get the label slapped on them, that would suggest they're abusive to us, and have alterior motives for it, because in our minds, we're PERFECT children, students, employees and citizens, and if you're of a minority, and the last three are White, you can tag on the accusation of racism.

     

    to call this song racist and then back door and say it's just black people that are mad because they got caught breaking the law...well isn't that the pot calling the kettle black @wink@ by no means do i think you are racist VH, but damn dawg, you need to chill with always trying to prove your reverse racism arguments when it's not even an issue.

     

    I'm just disturbed about the fact that such a songs lyrics would be considered the "BEST of all time, and that such juvenile tendencies like wanting to say "F@#K THE POLICE" or wish for their being killed, would turn up here at this forum.

     

    The police have pretty shitty jobs for the most part, and although I've had some run-ins with them myself, in my bar-hopping, bar room brawlin', drunk driving and speeding days, I don't hold such contempt for them and as a mature adult, I can see they were doing their jobs, when they had to deal with me. At the time, I was probably thinking what this songs implies as well, only instead of blaming it on my skin color, it was just my youth and age that I just knew was the ONLY reason they were giving me a hard time. :rolleyes:

     

    I'm just old I guess, and far past the point of blaming authority figures in my life, for all the bad things that happen to me. I know of some cops that are assholes as well, and have "abused" their power to harrass someone, but I didn't go out and write a song about it, damning the police as a whole. A song like this has probably caused some impressionable youths to TAKE ON the cops, and either led to their own deaths or even to the death of a cop, who was likely just doing his job.

     

    People shouldn't admire this kind of crap!

    dano dano....first off this song came out 5 years before the rodney king beating...NWA just didn't jump on the "police brutality bandwagon" you think that rodney king was the first black man to be beaten like that by a cops?? @lol@ sorry VH, it was going on waaaaay before then and people were feed up and tired of it. your only argument is that even yourself have had run ins with the police and deserved...but you have never had any run ins when you were sober, walking down the street and minding your own business, taking your kids to school, or being in the wrong neighborhood at the wrong time? obviously you hadn't or you wouldn't be so quick to jump and say that black people are just mad because they are getting caught.

     

    this why thins song is so important ...for one it lets people like you that are misinformed and don't have any idea that this is going on, and something needs to be done before it gets even more out of hand. also it lets those crooked cops know that they are young guys who will fight back if harassed or beaten. that aren't scared of them because they were a badge. maybe it'll make them think twice about harassing and beating somebody just for the hell of it.

     

    like i've said before, i've been harassed and humilated by cops...i've been asked to lay down on a dirt road while they through all my stuff out my car and then been made to put it all back in myself while they watched, been thrown against a police car and my legs kicked so far apart i was almost doing the splits, being forced to take off my shirt at a busy intersection while he read my tattoos and asked "what's my nick name?" and when i answered i don't have one he says "yea you do, you ALL do", thrown up against the wall and when i asked "what's going on'" told to shut the f**k up before he kicked my teeth down my throat ...i mean damn, don't i have the right as an american citizen to ask why i'm being searched? @hmmm@ there have been others but the more i type this the more pissed off i get.

     

    all things happened when i wasn't doing absolutely nothing at all...clean and sober, sometimes in broad daylight. as much as you hate to face it VH they are cops that mess with people just for the hell of it.

    I'm not just trying to chime in here, but it sounds a lot better coming from you than me. So, preach on!

  9. It's a lousy song! These people that call for the killing of cops because they beat up Rodney King, are just using King as a tool in which to leverage themselves a little more AGAINST authority in general, and could care less about King themselves, in fact, they likely would have popped a cap in his ass themselves, for invading their turf or something, but man o man, he gets what was comin' to him for being a drugged up jerk, and they tear up their own neighborhoods and take out their OWN racist aggravations against Koreans and have a lotting, shooting, brick throwin' RIOT!

    Actually, just to clarify, this song was written and recorded about half a decade before the Rodney King beating.

     

    I don't think a lot of what I'm trying to say is getting through to you, VH. I don't idolize "all that is black", or however you put it. Yes, I like hip-hop music, but not all rap artists are black and not all of them have violent subject matter. In fact, the majority of actually talented rappers out there aren't very violent at all!

     

    The fact is, these guys wrote a song about personal experiences they dealt with in the past. They weren't making up all this #$## about police brutality just to get a response. They were fed up with the way they and other blacks were treated by the cops in everyday life. And to clarify, I don't walk around with a bright red shirt on screaming, "#$### tha Police!" daily. I just like the song and I think it does have a very strong message about how a lot of L.A. cops were acting in the late 80's and early 90's. I don't condone hurting anyone unless they have hurt you or someone you love. This song is essentially about fighting back against those who hurt you, in this case the LAPD.

     

    But like you said, it's nothing personal and I don't want to start a war with you. I respect you and I know you're very politically charged anyway. Besides, I'd rather be with you than against you! @loll@

  10. Now all I need is a rock band consisting of all cops, to make a song about killin' rappers and criminals and the combination of the two, and I'll be a happy camper!

     

    Rules are meant to be broken....and punishment is meant for those that break them!

     

    Don't blame society for your life of crime and don't cry about the cops when they tag your ass to do the time!

     

    Well, most songs about killing cops were written due to police brutality in L.A. I don't see why it's wrong to write a song about how much you hate the police when they beat and kill people everyday due to skin color.

    For the same reason that anybody gets pissed off about stereotypical assertions.

     

    How many cops are killed everyday by Blacks that are in gangs and on drugs and only hate the cops because they stand in their way of getting what they want, which is mostly illegal?

     

    Should there be a stereotypical song, full of hate and bigotry produced, because of this "everyday" occurence against cops, or do you think Blacks would make a big stink about it, and object to it's content and implications?

     

    And I'm not just some ignorant whiteboy trying to appeal to black people by saying this #$##. Police brutality/corruption is very real, and you know it.

     

    Actually, I tend to think you are! @lol@ Not so much "ignorant" in an insulting sense, but more naive and impressionable, but impressed by the wrong things.

     

    Violence is violence and crime is crime and yes it's ALL real, but most criminal types tend to think they're innocent or "victims of society" anyway, and will lie and cheat just to get out of taking responsibilty for their actions by whatever means they can, and living in denial is just ONE way, accusing law enforcement of "brutality" or racism is just another.

     

    If you read the lyrics to "#$### tha Police" instead of just reading the title and pre-judging it, you'd understand what N.W.A were trying to get across. This song is a political message about the corruption of the police force, not just some ignorant rant.

     

    The whole thing was posted for us to read the lyrics (which I did) which is why I was disgusted. It's offensive and racist and full of ignorant bigotry. It states to F@#K the police and KILL the POLICE! I took that as the police in their entirety, not the individuals who are guilty of shameful tactics as police officers.

     

    When a Black person commits a murder of a White person, should we judge ALL blacks as killers and write songs about how we hate them and should kill them all?

     

    Let's be fair in all of this and put aside the idolizing of people who would breed such hateful feelings towards people that in the WHOLE are here to protect us. If unfortuantely, your life places you in a situation that involves criminal activity going on as a norm, don't fault the cops who have to deal with the threat of violence everyday in keeping the peace, and might have to judge you as suspicious, if you're hanging out with a gang outside the liquor store, whether you're up to no good or not.

     

    I have many friends in law enforcement and I hear all the horror stories of what goes on out their in a world I pretty much have no clue about, and glad of it.

    I never said I hated all cops, I just said you have to understand where they were coming from when they wrote that song. The lyrics mention the fact that the corrupt cops in L.A. go after black youth because they have "a little gold and a pager" or "thinkin' every n***a is sellin' narcotics". I don't see what's bad about wanting to kill those who hurt you.

     

    And I'm tired of you using my age as an excuse to basically tell me that I'm "too young and impressionable to understand". I'm 16, VH, not 6. Believe it or not, I am living in the real world and I have changed a lot over the past few years that I've been talking to you. I don't idolize N.W.A, although I do enjoy their music. I'm not gonna go out and shoot Boston cops because of things that many L.A. cops do. You got what I was saying all wrong. I'm not impressed by violence at all. If there was no such thing as police brutality on a large-scale level and someone still made a song called "#$### tha Police", I'd be disgusted too. I just don't think you should be so disgusted by a song written by guys who probably dealt with police brutalization everyday.

     

    It's hard for me to explain my point, but I hope you understand what I'm trying to get across. I also think you misunderstood my post.

  11. One of the best all time rap songs.

     

    F**k tha Police by the almighty NWA

     

    F**k the police commin' straight from the underground

    A young n***a got it bad 'cause I'm brown

    And not the other color

    Some police think

    They have the authority to kill a minority

    F**k that s**t'cause I ain't the one

    For a punk motherf**ker with a badge and a gun

    To be beaten on and thrown in jail

    We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

    F**kin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager

    With a little bit of gold and a pager

    Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product

    Thinkin' every n***a is sellin' narcotics

    You'd rather see me in the pen

    Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o

    Beat up police, out of shape

    And when I'm finished, Bring the yellow tape

    To tape off the scene of the slaughter

    Still gettin' Swoll' off bread and water

    I don't know if they f*gs or what

    Search a n***a down and grabbin' his nuts

    And on the other hand

    Without a gun, they can't get none

    But don't let it be a black and a white one

    'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top

    Black police showin' out for the white cop

    Ice Cube will Swarm

    On any motherf**ker in a blue uniform

    Just 'cause I'm from the CPT

    Punk police are afraid of me, huh

    A young n***a on the warpath

    And when I finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath

    Of cops dyin' in L.A.

    Yo, Dre, I got something to say ...

     

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

     

     

    F**k the police and Ren said it with authority

    Because the n***as on the street is a majority

    A gang - that's wit whoever i'm steppin'

    And a motherf**kin' weapon is kept in

    A stand-by for the so called law

    Wishin' Ren was a n***a that they never saw

    Lights all flashin' behind me

    But they're scared of a n***a so they mace to blind me

    But that s**t don't work, I just laugh

    Because it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path

    To police, I'm sayin', "F**k you punk!"

    Readin' my rights and s**t - it's all junk

    Pullin' out a silly club so you stand

    With a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand

    But take off the gun so you can see what's up

    And we'll go at it, punk, and I'm a' f**k you up

    Make you think I'm a' kick your ass

    But drop your gat and Ren's gonna blast

    I'm sneaky as f**k when it comes to crime

    But I'm a' smoke 'em now and not next time

    Smoke any motherf**ker that sweats me

    And any a**hole that threatens me

    I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope

    Takin' out a cop or two that can't cope with me

    The motherf**kin' villain that's mad

    With potential to get bad as f**k

    So I'm a' turn it around

    Put in my clip, yo

    And this is the sound

    Yeah, Somethin' like that

    But it all depends on the size of the gat

    Takin' out a police would make my day

    But a n***a like Ren don't give a f**k to say...

     

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

     

    I'm tired of the motherf**kin' jackin'

    sweatin' my gang while I'm chillin' in the shack an'

    Shinin' the light in my face and for what?

    Maybe it's because I kick so much butt

    I kick ass, or maybe it's 'cause I blast

    Oh a stupid-assed n***a when I'm playing with the trigger

    Of an Uzi or an AK

    'Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say

    They put up my picture with silence

    'Cause my identity by itself causes violence

    The E with the criminal behavior

    Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still I got flavor

    Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?

    A sucker in uniform waitin' to get shot

    By me or another n***a

    And with a gat, it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger

    (Size don't mean s**t, he's from the old school, fool)

    And as you all know, E's here to rule

    Whenever I'm rollin', keep lookin' in the mirror

    And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a

    Dumb motherf**ker with a gun

    and if I'm rollin' off the eight, he'll be the one

    That I take out and then get away

    While I'm driving off laughin', this is what I'll say ...

     

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    F**k the Police

    @loll@ damn straight CHA! B)

     

    probably one of the greatest lyrics to a song IMO is 2pac's NO MORE PAIN:

     

     

    My adversaries cry like h*es fully eradicate my foes

    My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you h*es

    Who else but Mama's only son, f**k the phony n**gaz I'm the one

    Say my name, watch b**ches come, now fire

    when ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed

    Make you motherf**kers bleed from your mouth quicker

    Plus all these n**gaz that you run with, be on some dumb s**t

    Trick on the h*es, I ain't the one b**ch

    Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick

    Have every single b**ch that came witchu, on my d**k

    Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased

    I'm movin you stupid b**ches, vicious telekenesis

    Am I reachin your brain? N**ga how can I explain?

    How vicious this Thug motherf**ker came

    When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name

    Affiliated with this motherf**kin game, with no more pain

     

     

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    Verse Two: 2Pac

     

    Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and f**k your boyfriend

    B**ch, I want some a$$ tonight, you know my steelo

    Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the

    sure you've heard of all the freaky s**t they say about me, huh

    Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast

    I dare you n**gaz to open fire, I'll murder that a$$

    And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin rounds

    n**gaz fallin down clutchin they stomach

    It's Westside, Death Row, Thug n**gaz on the rise

    Busters shot me five times, real n**gaz don't die

    Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me

    Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me

    My only fear of death is reincarnation

    Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation

    And feelin no more pain

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain

    Let's go inside my astral plane

     

    Verse Three: 2Pac

     

    Bury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin

    Sure to make a million with DeVante

    B**ch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes

    You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie

    I got my hands on your hips, no time to bulls**t

    Freaky b**ch, come give me kiss

    Tell them n**gaz from other areas, brothers from here

    So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear

    Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah

    Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya

    Mama made me rugged, baptised the public

    Now you hard thugs, n**ga don't you love it

    It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must

    Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust

    You n**gaz'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased

    Never restin in peace n**ga, with no more pain......

     

     

     

    that song spoke the realest #$## i've ever heard on a song. it was raw and i could feel he actually felt everything he said. the things he said wasn't over exaggerated like alot of artist talk about but at the same time you felt how cocky he really was.

    I have All Eyez On Me, and it's a little overrated. I mean, it's hard to make a really good double album, so I don't fault Pac for it. I do admit that his lyrics are very deep and thought-provoking, but I think he's overrated as an emcee. Not being disrespectful, just being honest in my opinion. But Me Against The World is definitely a classic, no doubt about it.

     

    By the way Chazz, I hope you don't think I'm trying to stomp on Pac or your opinion of him. I don't know if it came off that way, but I don't want you to be pissed off at me.

     

    Now all I need is a rock band consisting of all cops, to make a song about killin' rappers and criminals and the combination of the two, and I'll be a happy camper!

     

    Rules are meant to be broken....and punishment is meant for those that break them!

     

    Don't blame society for your life of crime and don't cry about the cops when they tag your ass to do the time!

     

    Well, most songs about killing cops were written due to police brutality in L.A. I don't see why it's wrong to write a song about how much you hate the police when they beat and kill people everyday due to skin color. And I'm not just some ignorant whiteboy trying to appeal to black people by saying this #$##. Police brutality/corruption is very real, and you know it.

     

    If you read the lyrics to "#$### tha Police" instead of just reading the title and pre-judging it, you'd understand what N.W.A were trying to get across. This song is a political message about the corruption of the police force, not just some ignorant rant.

     

    And if McFly is anywhere near this thread, then I guess I'll give you the history lesson thing this time. I'm just trying to explain the song. @loll@

  12. Cha, once again you are the friggin' man. I love N.W.A to death. They weren't afraid to say what was on their minds, even when it got them in trouble.

     

    Here are some of my favorite lyrics:

     

    "My Philosophy" by Boogie Down Productions

    Let's begin, what, where, why, or when

    will all be explained like instructions to a game

    See I'm not insane, in fact, I'm kind of rational

    when I be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"

    This one or that one, the white one or the black one

    pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one

    KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew

    right up to your face and dis you

    Everyone saw me on the last album cover

    Holding a pistol something far from a lover

    Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T

    I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me

    This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"

    Number one, was "Poetry" you know it's me

    This is my philosophy, many artists got to learn

    I'm not flammable, I don't burn

    so please stop burnin, and learn to earn respect

    'cause that's just what KR collects

    see, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk

    you walk down the street and get jumped

    You got to have style, and learn to be original

    and everybody's gonna wanna diss you

    like me, we stood up for the South Bronx

    and every sucka mc had a response

    You think we care? I know that they are on the tip

    my posse from the Bronx is thick

    and we're real live, we walk correctly

    a lot of suckas would like to forget me

    but they can't, cause like a champ

    I have got a record of knocking out the frauds in a second

    on the mic, I believe that you should get loose

    I haven't come to tell you I have juice

    I just produce, create, innovate on a higher level

    I'll be back, but for now just seckle!

     

    I'll play the nine and you play the target

    you all know my name so I guess I'll just start it

    or should I say, "Start this," I am an artist

    of new concepts at their hardest

    cause, yo, I'm a teacher and Scott is a scholar

    It ain't about money cause we all make dollars

    That's why  I walk with my head up

    when I hear wack rhymes I get fed up

    Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games

    a lot of suckas with colorful names

    I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that

    huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack

    I'm not white or red or black

    I'm brown.. from the Boogie Down

    Productions, of course our music be thumpin'

    others say their bad, but they're buggin

    let me tell you somethin' now about hip hop

    about D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock

    I'll get a pen, a pencil, a marker

    mainly what I write is for the average New Yorker

    some mc's be talkin' and talkin'

    tryin' to show how black people are walkin

    but I don't walk this way to portray

    or reinforce stereotypes of today

    like all my brothas eat chicken and watermelon

    talk broken english and drug sellin'

    See I'm tellin, and teaching real facts

    The way some act in rap is kind of wack

    and it lacks creativity and intelligence

    but they don't care cause the company is sellin' it

    It's my philosophy, on the industry

    Don't bother dissin me, or even wish that we'd

    soften, dilute, or commercialize all our lyrics

    Cause it's about time one of y'all hear it

    And hear it first-hand from the intelligent brown man

    A vegetarian, no goat or ham

    or chicken or turkey or hamburger

    'cause to me that's suicide self-murder

    let us get back to what we call hip hop

    and what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock...

     

    How many mc's must get dissed

    before somebody says, "Don't f*** with Kris!"

    this is just one style, out of many

    Like a piggy bank, this is one penny

    My brother's name is Kenny - that's, Kenny Parker

    My other brother I.C.U. is much darker

    Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers

    the lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker

    Who gets weaker? The king or the teacher

    It's not about a salary it's all about reality

    Teachers teach and do the world good

    kings just rule and most are never understood

    If you were to rule or govern a certain industry

    All inside this room right now would be in misery

    No one would get along  nor sing a song

    'cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!

    So yo, what's up, it's me again

    Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again

    many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend

    We're criminal minded, an album which is only ten

    Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records

    no more than four minutes and some seconds

    the competition checks and checks and keeps checkin'

    they buy the album, take it home, and start sweatin'

    why? well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital

    to take KRS-One's title

    to them I'm like an idol, some type of entity

    in everybody's rhyme they wanna mention me?

    or rather mention us, me or Scott La Rock

    but they can get bust get robbed, get dropped

    I don't play around nor do I f*** around

    and you can tell by the bodies that are left around

    when some clown jumps up to get beat down

    broken down to his very last compound

    see how it sounds?  a little unrational

    a lot of mc's like to use the word DRAMATICAL!

    Fresh for '88, you suckas..

    --KRS-One

     

    From "Sucker M.C.s" by Run-D.M.C.

    I'm D.M.C. in the place to be

    I go to St. John's University

    And since kinde-garten I acquired the knowledge

    And after 12th grade I went straight to college

    I'm light skinned, I live in Queens

    And I love eatin chicken and collard greens

    I dress to kill, I love the style

    I'm an MC you know who's versatile

    Say I got good credit in your regards

    Got my name not numbers on my credit cards

    I go Uptown, I come back home

    with who me myself and my microphone

    All my rhymes are sweet delight

    So here's another one for y'all to bite

    When I rhyme, I never quit

    And if I got a new rhyme I'll just say it

    Cause it takes a lot, to entertain

    And sucker MC's can be a pain

    You can't rock a party with the hip in hop

    You gotta let em know you'll never stop

    The rhymes have to make (a lot of sense)

    You got to know where to start (when the beats commence..)

    --D.M.C.

     

    From "The Message" by Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five

    A child is born with no state of mind

    Blind to the ways of mankind

    God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too

    Because only God knows what you'll go through

    You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate

    And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate

    The places you play and where you stay

    Looks like one great big alleyway

    You'll admire all the number-book takers

    Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers

    Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens

    And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh

    Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers

    Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers

    You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool

    But then you wind up droppin' outta high school

    Now you're unemployed, all non-void

    Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd

    Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did

    Got sent up for a eight-year bid

    Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag

    Spend the next two years as a undercover #$###

    Bein' used and abused to serve like hell

    'til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell

    It was plain to see that your life was lost

    You was cold and your body swung back and forth

    But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song

    Of how you lived so fast and died so young

    --Melle Mel

     

    That's it for now, I'll think of more later.

    yes! yes! yes! this song is probably the greates "hip hop" song ever written. he hit so many points on this song...music, racism, violence etc all on one track . as a matter of fact i'm gonna go jam that song right now! @lol@

     

    man, PMP you get major props from me for that choice! @wink@

    I'm guessing you were talking about the BDP track?

     

    If you were, then yeah, I love that song too. It's definitely in my Top 20 greatest hip-hop songs. Actually, to be honest, I love a lot of KRS's work. I have the first three BDP albums and his first "solo" album, and I love all of them. I like a lot of his other albums, but I don't own any except those four. I mean, I'm not Bill Gates. I don't have the kind of money to own a full KRS-One collection. @loll@

     

    Anyway, talking "My Philosophy" has trapped the beat in my head, and I have to listen to it now. I'll post more lyrics in this thread over time.

  13. "Paid In Full" by Eric B. & Rakim

    Thinkin' of a master plan

    Cuz ain't nuthin' but sweat inside my hand

    So I dig into my pocket, all my money's spent

    So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint

    So I start my mission: leave my residence

    Thinkin' how could I get some dead presidents

    I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid

    So I think of all the devious things I did

    I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin' funny

    Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin' move but the money

    But now I learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous

    I feel great, so maybe I might just

    Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive

    Then maybe I'll stay alive

    So I walk up the street whistlin' this

    Feelin' out of place 'cause, man, do I miss

    A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of

    Me and Eric B., and a nice big plate of

    Fish, which is my favorite dish

    But without no money it's still a wish

    'Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid

    So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made

    To now test to see if I got pull

    Hit the studio, 'cause I'm paid in full

    --Rakim

  14. Damn, when did this thread get resurrected?

     

    Anyway, time to post some lyrics I was too lazy to post a month ago. I'll start it off with one of my favorite hip-hop songs OF ALL TIME:

     

    "I Ain't No Joke" by Eric B. & Rakim

    I ain't no joke, I use to let the mic smoke

    Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure it's broke

    When I'm gone, no on gets on, cause I won't let

    nobody press up, and mess up, the scene I set

    I like to stand in the crowd, and watch the people wonder, "Damn!"

    But think about it, then you'll understand

    I'm just an addict, addicted to music

    Maybe it's a habit, I gotta use it

    Even if it's jazz or the quiet storm

    I hook a beat up, convert it into hip-hop form

    Write a rhyme in grafitti and, every show you see me in

    Deep concentration, cause I'm no comedian

    Jokers are wild, if you wanna be tamed

    I treat you like a child, then you're gonna be named

    Another enemy, not even a friend of me

    Cause you'll get fried in the end, when you pretend to be

    competing, cause I just put your mind on pause

    And I complete when, you compare my rhyme with yours

    I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned

    Remember me? The one you got your idea from

    But soon you start to suffer, the tune'll get rougher

    When you start to stutter, that's when you had enough of

    biting it'll make you choke, you can't provoke

    You can't cope, you shoulda broke, because I ain't no joke

     

    I got a question -- it's serious as cancer

    Who can keep the average dancer

    hyper as a heart attack, nobody smilin

    Cause you're expressin, the rhyme that I'm stylin

    This is what we all sit down to write

    You can't make it so you take it home, break it and bite

    Use pieces and bits of all my hip-hop hits

    Get the style down pat, then it's time to switch

    Put my tape on pause, and add some more to yours

    Then you figured, you're ready for the neighborhood chores

    A E-M-C-E-E don't even try to be

    When you come up to speak, don't even lie to me

    You like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate

    Then change the rhyme around, that can aggravate me

    So when you see me come up, freeze

    Or you'll be one of those seven MC's

    They think that I'm a new jack, but only if they knew that

    they who think wrong are they who can't do that

    style that I'm doin, they might ruin

    Patterns of paragraphs, based on you and

    your offbeat DJ, if anything he play

    sound familiar, I'll wait 'til E. say

    "Play 'em," so I'ma have to diss and bro

    you can get a smack for this, I ain't no joke

     

    I hold the microphone like a grudge

    B'll hold the record so the needle don't budge

    I hold a conversation cause when I invent

    I nominated, my DJ, "The Presdient"

    When I see you I'll, kick a freestyle, goin steadily

    So pucker up, and whistle "My Melody"

    But whatever you do, don't miss one

    There'll be another rough rhyme after this one

    Before you know it, you're followin and fiendin

    Waiting for the punchline, to get the meanin

    Like before, the middle of my story I'm tellin

    Nobody beats the R, so stop yellin

    Save it, put it in your pocket for later

    Cause I'm "Moving the Crowd," and B'll wreck the fader

    No interruptions 'til the mic is broke

    When I'm gone... then you can joke!

    Cause everything is real on a serious tip

    Keep playin, and I get furious quick

    And I'll take you for a walk through hell

    Feed your dome -- then watch your eyeballs swell

    Guide you out of triple stage darkness

    When it get dark again... then I'ma spark this

    microphone, cause the heat is on, you see smoke

    And I'm finished when the beat is gone, I'm no joke

    --Rakim

  15. O beautiful for spacious skies,

    For amber waves of grain,

    For purple mountain majesties

    Above the fruited plain!

    America! America!

    God shed his grace on thee

    And crown thy good with brotherhood

    From sea to shining sea!

     

    O beautiful for pilgrim feet

    Whose stern, impassioned stress

    A thoroughfare for freedom beat

    Across the wilderness!

    America! America!

    God mend thine every flaw,

    Confirm thy soul in self-control,

    Thy liberty in law!

     

    O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.

    Who more than self the country loved

    And mercy more than life!

    America! America!

    May God thy gold refine

    Till all success be nobleness

    And every gain divine!

     

    O beautiful for patriot dream

    That sees beyond the years

    Thine alabaster cities gleam

    Undimmed by human tears!

    America! America!

    God shed his grace on thee

    And crown thy good with brotherhood

    From sea to shining sea!

     

    O beautiful for halcyon skies,

    For amber waves of grain,

    For purple mountain majesties

    Above the enameled plain!

    America! America!

    God shed his grace on thee

    Till souls wax fair as earth and air

    And music-hearted sea!

     

    O beautiful for pilgrims feet,

    Whose stern impassioned stress

    A thoroughfare for freedom beat

    Across the wilderness!

    America ! America !

    God shed his grace on thee

    Till paths be wrought through

    wilds of thought

    By pilgrim foot and knee!

     

    O beautiful for glory-tale

    Of liberating strife

    When once and twice,

    for man's avail

    Men lavished precious life !

    America! America!

    God shed his grace on thee

    Till selfish gain no longer stain

    The banner of the free!

     

    O beautiful for patriot dream

    That sees beyond the years

    Thine alabaster cities gleam

    Undimmed by human tears!

    America! America!

    God shed his grace on thee

    Till nobler men keep once again

    Thy whiter jubilee!

     

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    DAMN!! Why didn't I think of that. #US1#

    Cuz you're a tory! @smilepunch@

  16. To be honest Pogo, I always pictured you as a white guy with brown hair in a mullet. More like a MacGyver mullet, not a white trash mullet. @loll@

    What? As anal about being MISB as pogo is, I ALWAYS thought he was a shirt and collar guy, not some "white trash" mullet wearing redneck.

    Read what I said before:

    More like a MacGyver mullet, not a white trash mullet.
  17. starwars.jpg

    I should have known. Trying to cop-a-feel on Darth Vader. @loll@

    These are the first photos I've EVER seen of the legendary pogoman.

    Yeah, me too.

     

    To be honest Pogo, I always pictured you as a white guy with brown hair in a mullet. More like a MacGyver mullet, not a white trash mullet. @loll@

  18. Well, I've never put my picture on here before, so I'll go ahead and do it this time.

     

    WARNING:  NERD ALERT!

     

    Picture

     

    Well, that's the only way I can get it to work.  Image Station sucks.

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    Joining ImageStation only takes a minute and all your personal information is kept confidential (plus we won't send you email if you don't want to hear about our great offers and photography tips). To join, just click the button below and complete the six quick fields. Then we'll take you to the images you came to see.

    Saki, you can still see the picture to the right.

  19. @loll@  @loll@  @loll@

     

    Don't worry Cha, I'll explain. My parents would NEVER let me listen to explicit lyrics in 2nd or 3rd grade. I started listening in 5th grade, and I'm now a sophomore in high school. So when I talk about N.W.A, I hope you don't take me as some ignorant kid who is just trying to impress others with my "vast knowledge" of rap. I'm not trying to quiz people on the music like I was there. It's just the music I like, so I like to talk about it a lot. I hope that clears up some of your questions.

     

    At least that clears it up for me. I was gonna say your parents musta been bad if they allowed you to listen to NWA when you was a tyke.

    Believe me, mine are the absolute LAST parents who would even listen to N.W.A, much less let their young son listen to them. @loll@

  20. I started listening to rap back in elementary school. I'll admit N.W.A was long gone by that time, but even today their messages are relevent to everyday life.

     

    And one of my favorite N.W.A songs (not my favorite, but still great) was always "If It Ain't Ruff". Ren has always been the most underrated member of the group, and this track really showed that he had skills.

    Les'see I'm gonna do some math here. You about 16 so that means you a freshman/sophmore in high school. I'm gonna assume you started listening to NWA while you were in 4-5 grade then which woulda only been less than 6 or so years ago. Any yougner than that and I'm gonna say who in all that is holy would allow a 3rd grader or 2nd grader to listen to explicit rap.

     

    Cause by the time EFIL4ZAGGIN came out you were only like 4 years old. You musta started listening to rap while you was in kindergarten man.

     

    Please enlighten me.

    @loll@ @loll@ @loll@

     

    Don't worry Cha, I'll explain. My parents would NEVER let me listen to explicit lyrics in 2nd or 3rd grade. I started listening in 5th grade, and I'm now a sophomore in high school. So when I talk about N.W.A, I hope you don't take me as some ignorant kid who is just trying to impress others with my "vast knowledge" of rap. I'm not trying to quiz people on the music like I was there. It's just the music I like, so I like to talk about it a lot. I hope that clears up some of your questions.

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