but there really is no reason to force it in...unless
you know what, I am just going to leave that as it is.
Anyway, if you listen to rap these days, I really feel bad for you.
Seriously, whenever I hear a grown ass man talking about any rapper with "lil" "Boy"(and all alternative spellings) and anybody rapping with a Mohawk
I am secretly killing you in a very violent way.
Now in the interest of being more Christ like in my thought word and deed, instead of telling all you drake, lil wayne, roscoe dash, soulja boy fans, that you really should be beaten within an inch of your life with a ball peen hammer,
Imma do something different and try to educate yall ignant asses.
So we are going to start off with 1995-96, dungeon family was straight killing it.
I took the liberty of posting the youtube mix of the goodie mob, you're welcome.
you really can't mention Goodie Mob without their brothers in arms OUTKAST, so here is some of dat real life dirty south music
I have pretty much taken your whole day from you at this point.
But wait there is more.
This song guaranteed a nosebleed.
No intro needed
This song can still turn best friend into mortal enemies if played in the club
REAL(CLAP)TALK(CLAP)
I know people are going to say that when I was younger the older folks said the same thing I am saying now about the day spa rappers, see I really don't you all get the picture.
If you think this is ever going to be considered a classic, then you really need to do some soul searching.
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