Verse of the Year 2014
Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2014 1:14 am
It's mad early to be calling this, but we never have an official poll or even a thread for it, and I think it'd be fun. So here are two of my early picks...
http://blrchimurenga.bandcamp.com/track ... eer-lazaro" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
Rappin niggas what's the taste? Everything is money
You struck it rich but that don't mean that your bitch ass aint corny
You know some killers, hustlers, strippers, nigga who don't?
You pull your popper shit get funky, nigga who won't?
We from the hood cousin, thuggin, druggin, mean muggin
Strugglin, show some love indeed, east, west, north, southern
Shit be creating genius styles like Miles in 68
Mirrors powder up the space, here come the cops, fuck 'em
Seattle pimp nigga talking, listen up
When white folks copped our shit we used to switch it up but
These niggas bitch it up and keep pumping the same crills
Fame kills the reals, nigga that's game
Your name's not important, nor that crooked style you sportin
What is is the square biz, the broke mommas and they lil kids
that feel it's real in your drama but it's saran wrap
and I will squeal on you partner cos I'm eccentric
My pimp shit's exotic, I sold it, they bought it
Don't matter how expensive, it's priceless, you got it?
They know I meant it how I dropped it
Sent it like the rocket from the gutter
Straight on down to the top, did I stutter?
Nah, I didn't
-Palaceer Lazarao aka Ishmael Butler of Shabazz Palaces
This is his verse on "It's Bigger Than You" from the Chimurenga Renaissance album riZe vadZimu riZe. I'm sure many of you will hate this song as it's way poppier than any of the Shabazz Palaces stuff. Shit's catchy as fuck though and even though Ishmael's got tougher lyrics throughout his catalog, his flow on this is perfect, especially the end piece.
http://armandhammer.bandcamp.com/track/ ... sik-elucid" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
Don't quit the piano, fuck working on your handle
Smoke papers, recognize you really can't save niggas
'04 remain seated after Tim's fade away against the Lakers
Learn to fight, write, then re-write
When they say revolution don't believe the hype
Go see PE live that night, don't talk business around GG and Black Mike
Matter fact keep them dudes in the corner of your eyesight
Avoid DC when you graduate, better yet graduate degree
and say something to your father before he leave
That's the last time you'll ever see
and that's not a lot of money fam, that's a couple Gs
Now I probably don't need to tell you this but ride clean
When she ask you straight up say what you mean
It's never as bad as it looks or as good as it seems
Protect your mother
Even though he won't listen tell Cole them dudes is undercovers
Kiss Summer, your time's short, build forts
Steel doors reinforced to the world full of sore losers and bad sports
It's always the away game, stay with home court
Forgive bitter battles fought
Tell your sister you miss her from the heart
Sip tea in '83 with terrible men
Warm the air as you play with your friends
Enjoy it while you can
-billy woods of Armand Hammer
His verse from "Touch & Agree" off the furtive movements EP.
Fuck your list. Post a verse.
http://blrchimurenga.bandcamp.com/track ... eer-lazaro" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
Rappin niggas what's the taste? Everything is money
You struck it rich but that don't mean that your bitch ass aint corny
You know some killers, hustlers, strippers, nigga who don't?
You pull your popper shit get funky, nigga who won't?
We from the hood cousin, thuggin, druggin, mean muggin
Strugglin, show some love indeed, east, west, north, southern
Shit be creating genius styles like Miles in 68
Mirrors powder up the space, here come the cops, fuck 'em
Seattle pimp nigga talking, listen up
When white folks copped our shit we used to switch it up but
These niggas bitch it up and keep pumping the same crills
Fame kills the reals, nigga that's game
Your name's not important, nor that crooked style you sportin
What is is the square biz, the broke mommas and they lil kids
that feel it's real in your drama but it's saran wrap
and I will squeal on you partner cos I'm eccentric
My pimp shit's exotic, I sold it, they bought it
Don't matter how expensive, it's priceless, you got it?
They know I meant it how I dropped it
Sent it like the rocket from the gutter
Straight on down to the top, did I stutter?
Nah, I didn't
-Palaceer Lazarao aka Ishmael Butler of Shabazz Palaces
This is his verse on "It's Bigger Than You" from the Chimurenga Renaissance album riZe vadZimu riZe. I'm sure many of you will hate this song as it's way poppier than any of the Shabazz Palaces stuff. Shit's catchy as fuck though and even though Ishmael's got tougher lyrics throughout his catalog, his flow on this is perfect, especially the end piece.
http://armandhammer.bandcamp.com/track/ ... sik-elucid" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
Don't quit the piano, fuck working on your handle
Smoke papers, recognize you really can't save niggas
'04 remain seated after Tim's fade away against the Lakers
Learn to fight, write, then re-write
When they say revolution don't believe the hype
Go see PE live that night, don't talk business around GG and Black Mike
Matter fact keep them dudes in the corner of your eyesight
Avoid DC when you graduate, better yet graduate degree
and say something to your father before he leave
That's the last time you'll ever see
and that's not a lot of money fam, that's a couple Gs
Now I probably don't need to tell you this but ride clean
When she ask you straight up say what you mean
It's never as bad as it looks or as good as it seems
Protect your mother
Even though he won't listen tell Cole them dudes is undercovers
Kiss Summer, your time's short, build forts
Steel doors reinforced to the world full of sore losers and bad sports
It's always the away game, stay with home court
Forgive bitter battles fought
Tell your sister you miss her from the heart
Sip tea in '83 with terrible men
Warm the air as you play with your friends
Enjoy it while you can
-billy woods of Armand Hammer
His verse from "Touch & Agree" off the furtive movements EP.
Fuck your list. Post a verse.
right now over how this thread is turning out. I feel you, bro.
After re-listening Ka's got the verse of the year, had forgotten that To Hull And Back was really one long verse, fucking insanity.