Vibes and Stuff.
Wazzup, my name's Femi. Nappy-headed and intelligent. I despise emoticons and numerical hearts. I usually post stuff that interests me; 75% reblogged and 25% original. My musical qualities are chiefly Old School Hip-Hop and Techno. I also run this blog.
Posts tagged rap
Becky Lamar - Swimming Lessons (Drank)
[obviously a parody]
Yoga (Drank)
Ugg boots (Drank)
Sprinkles (Drank)
Housewives (Drank)
Night Club (Drank)
Bad grades (Drank)
Brunch (Drank)
Brunch (Drank)
VERSE:Now I done heard a lotta girlfriends thinking they know my story/some think I’m just a rich b*tch, twerkin everyday to some Nicki/some girls like to club at night, some girls like to watch the Doctor/most girls crash their porsche into an Apple Store, that was my problem/I was in a tanning booth, loud tunes, hoping to watch all, soon,/seasons of Atlanta cuz NeNe got badder/I got the boys all blowing up my cellphone, and my girls might envy me/took a sip then another sip of this tasty bubble tea
HOOK:Becky why you only buyin only two or three tops/Imma show you how to turn it up a notch/first you get your daddy’s wallet full of money and you dive in it/wallet full of money and you dive in it/I wave a few bottles and I watchem all flip channels/the new girls need my help with their enamel/you get your daddy’s wallet full of money and you dive in it/wallet full of money and you dive in it
Yoga (Drank)
Ugg boots (Drank)
Sprinkles (Drank)
Housewives (Drank)
Night Club (Drank)
Bad grades (Drank)
Brunch (Drank)
Brunch (Drank)
VERSE: OK, now open your mind up and listen t’me, Becky/I am your banker if you do not hear me, you will have a deficit Becky/I know that you’re ratchet right now and I’m hoping to lead you to modesty, Becky/If I keep my phone for too long, Imma be a pariah, abusing my limit/I think that I’m feeling this song/Taylor Swift, Nicki Minaj/I see the greatness in takin a cruise to Cancun a week before finals arrive/this how you capitalize/work off your thunderous thighs by twerkin with me/I overinfluenced by Kim and Kanye, I read 50 shades everyday before going to sleep
HOOK
VERSE: I shop, you shop, bang/one latte, one hundred shots, bang/Ask her for a head - band/two lattes, two hundred shots, bang (x2)
HOOK
MC Ride (under no drug influence whatsoever): Done with the music, now time to make the album cover… ZACK WHIP YOUR DICK OUT!
San Francisco experimental group Death Grips have shoved enough bloody, bruised, burnt and emotionally polarizing music into the mouths of eager fans — and eagerly afraid onlookers — so the release of their sophomore album, NO LOVE DEEP WEB, will not sway many listeners.
OK, so its like he did, but he kinda didn’t, alright? Don’t get mad internet!
*waiting for internet to get mad*
Maybe Ghostwridah should change his name, because most people will probably feel like they’ve heard ‘Downtown Lights’ tons of times before, and much better.
Christian, Muslim, Protestant, Lutheran
I told her that being a mortal is the portal to the true nature of growth, the Christ like Buddha man
That’s why I never spit the traditional garbage of a night fight, bright lights, white ice to the fans
The radio is just a stereo, like the house ain’t a home, and a chair is just a chair, ask Luther Van
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
Bowtie, final call, and the bean pie
yarmulke for Hanukkah, wishlist for Christmas
This is the jist of the life that we lead, why?
So you can fit in, with the close minded in the sit-ins, and get clotheslined in the ed-end
I could care less about a plaque and the Bidd-enz or gettin’ Punked on TV by my frid-ends
Don’t get a nigga wrong, I get tempted by the rewards that all come along with making nigga songs
But what does it mean if I’m a Muslim and your a Jew and because of that alone we don’t get along?”
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How to become a modern rapper.
- Smoke weed nonstop
- Only drink imported wines that cost more than your light bill
- Give your belts to Goodwill and buy pants that are larger than your waistline
- Get a shitload of tattoos, especially on your face and neck
- fuck “bitches” and get “money”
- Talk about fucking “bitches” in every song
- Talk about getting “money” in every song
- Talk about smoking weed in every song
- Explain how your mom is proud of your future rap career after talking about fucking “bitches” and getting “money”
- Say the words “swag” and “aye” as if they were mantras
- Use dozens of similes in your songs, even if they have no relation to the core theme
- Drop your first album and claim to be the best rapper alive
- Sell only 30,000 albums and claim to be the best rapper alive
- Smoke more weed
- Collect welfare and claim to be the best rapper alive
- Have several children, then deny paternity
- Blame white people for your inability to succeed in life
- Smoke weed while blaming white people for your inability to succeed in life
- Never pay tribute to forefathers of hip hop
- Tattoo an ice cream cone on your cheek
- Have a “beef” with other rappers on twitter
- Carry around numerous weapons despite the fact that you have security
- Get a jail sentence for the numerous weapons you carried despite having security
- Make a new dance that takes three steps
- Put more effort in the chorus than the actual lyrics to sell ringtones
- Smoke more weed
- Make a single about female empowerment
- Make an entire album viewing women as sexual conquest
- Claim to have love for your fans, then cancel shows ad nauseum.
- Google ad nauseum, then do it.
Kanye West- Monster (video) Review.
The sixth track on Kanye West’s magnificent “urban fairytale” album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, completely fits the adjectives of the album’s title exactly. The buzzing intro lyrics [“I shoot the lights out/Hide ‘till its bright out”] are completely out of place for a rap track, which is made clear by the subsequent verse by Rick Ross, which is some of his best work despite it being four bars. The hard bass line, near-tribal 808 drums, and swoozy synth are a testament to Kanye’s place as a leader in modern hip hop production. His rhyme is honestly a bit undercooked, but still fits the overall theme of the song with his tense assertion of his status with outrageous bragging. Jay-Z’s verse is great, blurring lines between reality and fantasy by comparing the terror of classic cinema monsters to his rap career. And Nicki Minaj kicks in the teeth of any dissenters of her fame with her jaw-dropping, schizophrenic verses that flow seamlessly even with her frequently changing personas.
In other words, “Monster” is a bomb-ass track.
That being said, it was a clear contender for a single, which was cemented by the leaked video early on in 2011. With the official release of the video on Mr. West’s page, we can all bang out this abrasive, crazy posse cut with them rapping in front of cars and drinking imported wine. Oh wait… no. In fact, the video is so far from the routine rap video that it could stand alone as an experimental short film.
It’s not often that a music video is prefaced by a disclaimer, but never before has it been so needed. Those who are not into gruesome horror films should take a warning, as this is a knowingly graphic and shocking display of art(?). There are models hung from meat hooks as Ross puffs a thick cigar. Kanye lounges near two pale bodies in lingerie, and he casually arranges their hands. He is then seen rapping the chorus as zombies bang on a window-paned door. Jay-Z rhymes in a clean suit and polarized shades while a naked woman is lazily stuffed in a sofa in the background, her ruby red shoes still on. Minaj is clad in a dominatrix attire while also sitting on a chair with her signature Hookiejookie something Barbie something hair. There are also random scenes of a tattooed contortionist in a hallway, conjoined twins connected at the shoulder, black women in werewolf cosplay, and more that should be witnessed without spoiler.
What do I think of the video? Well, it certainly aims at taking an extremely literal take on the title of the song. It is far from the norm and certainly is an aesthetically challenging piece. However… I think it was a bad choice, in terms of morality and the impending backlash. I have no problem with the video, but there have already been groups calling it a banner for sexual abuse due to all of the victims being models. Most of the true fans would realize that this choice was in tandem with the “haute couture” nature of Kanye’s album promotion, such as the ballet in “Runaway,” but outsiders, ignorant and unwilling to look further beyond what they see, will only cause more trouble for his career.
