Is Hip Hop Dead?
Early-1980s- "Broken glass everywhere,
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care,
I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise,
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice,
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back,
Junkies in the alley with the baseball bat,
I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far,
Cause a man with a tow-truck repossessed my car"
Mid-1980s- "Saying amor kissing you on the ear,
whispering I love you and I'll always be here,
Although I often reminsce I can't believe that I found,
a desire for true love floating around,
Inside my soul because my soul is cold,
one half of me deserves to be this way till I'm old,
But the other half needs affection and joy,
and the warmth that is created by a girl and a boy,
I need love
I need love"
Late-1980s- "Once upon a time, not long ago,
Where people wore pajamas and lived life slow,
Where laws were stern and justice stood,
And people were behavin' like they ought to good,
There lived a little boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said,
Me and you Tike, we're gonna make some cash,
Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash"
Early-1990s- "Lord I've really been real stressed,
Down and out, losin rest,
Although I am black and proud,
Problems got me pessimistic,
Brothers and sisters keep messin up,
Why does it have to be so damn tuff?,
I don't know where I can go,
To let these ghosts out of my skull,
My grandmas past, my brothers gone,
I never at once felt so alone"
Mid-1990s- "Yo Dunn, before the sun set,
Call connect, get all the tech's,
I'm vexed, this nigga stall for sex,
Lost respect, let's off his neck,
My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher algebra,
See me I'm just as foul as ya,
But you ain't got no style in ya,
I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's,
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us"
Late-1990s- "But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo,
I'm ready to lose my mind, but instead I use my mind,
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine,
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind,
And now some scandalous motherfuckers wanna take what's mine,
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime,
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes,
So like they say, every dog has it's day,
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way,
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth,
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth"
Early-2000s- "Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin,
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom,
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em,
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin,
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em,
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?,
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father,
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?,
I'ma name her Bonnie,
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry,
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him"
R.I.P. Real Hip Hop 1979-2002
Mid-2000s- "Drop dat ass ya shake it fast ya,
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya,
Drop dat ass ya shake it fast ya,
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya,
Now back,back,back it up,
a back,back,back it up,
a back,back,back it up,
a back,back,back it up"
Late-2000s- "Shawty wanna thug (oh yeah I like that),
Bottles in the club (oh yeah I like that),
Shawty wanna hump,
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps"
2010s- "Yeah ah ha, you know what it is,
Everything I do, I do it big,
Yeah ah ha, screaming thats nothin,
When I pulled out of the lot, thats stuntin,
Reppin my town when you see me you know everything,
Black and yellow, black and yellow,
Black and yellow, black and yellow,
I put it down from my whip to my diamonds.
Black and yellow, black and yellow,
Black and yellow, black and yellow,
Black and yellow, black and yellow"
What next?!?! : /