Im huge a fan of rap, but the one person that got me listening to it was the greatest ARTIST ever (imo) Tupac Shakur, but he as you know is dead...(some say he\'s not).
Anyways, with the absence of 2Pac who actually rapped about something that had to do with real life, instead of today\'s rappers....WTF?! is up with there songs??, Cash Money, Dr. Dre has lost it, Snoop Dogg is a damn sell-out,
Today\'s rap theme: Getting "ass" and Smoking "weed".
No one the raps today is any good, there lyrics suck big time....here\'s an example:
2Pac Shakur (Changes, Album: Greatest Hits):
"I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living, or should I blast myself
I\'m tired of being poor, and even worse I\'m black
my stomach hurts, so I\'m looking for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull a trigger, kill a nigger, he\'s a hero
Givin back to the kids, who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
first ship them dope, let them deal to brothers
give them guns, step back and watch them kill each other
It\'s time to fight back, that\'s what Huey said
2 shots in the dark, now Huey\'s dead
I got love for my brothers
but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other
we gotta start makin changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that\'s how it\'s supposed be
how can you tell them take a brother if he\'s close to me
I\'d love to go back to when we played as kids
but things change, and that\'s the way it is"
Artist: Big Tymers f/ Lil\' Wayne, Juvenile
Album: I Got That Work
Song: # 1 Stunna
"Nigga can\'t out-stunt me when I come in these ****in\' cars, nigga
Believe that!
You know me - I don\'t need no introduction and ****
Ride Bentley\'s \'round the city on buttons, ya *****
Arm hangin\', wrist blingin\' - just stun\'n and ****
Drop the top
Block is hot
Stay bumpin\', ya *****
When B. Atrice get it right, don\'t tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk - drinkin\' that Crissy
Niggas mad - don\'t like it \'cause I\'m bangin\' they *****es
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubba - you can call me what you feel
Hoppin\' out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches, and the platinum rings (platinum rings)
That **** ain\'t changed
Still doin\' my thing
Still do it for the block - nuts hang and swing
You don\'t know another nigga that could stunt like me (stunt like me)
Big Tymers representin\', nigga - the U.P.T."
And that was just one of 2pac\'s many great songs, then we have "Cash Money" and you sit back and think "What in the blue hell are they trying to say?!".
At first I didn\'t understand why people hate rap, well now I do.
