I FEEL PEOPLE BORN IN THE EARLY 80S GOT EXPOSED TO REAL RAP/HIP HOP AND IT HAS JUST BEEN A DISASTER SINCE THE MID 90S. LIL WAYNE IS A PERFECT EXAMPLE OF THIS DISASTER AND SHIFT TO COMPLETE TRASH.
I WONDER IF REAL RAPPERS (IE, EMINEM) JUST SHAKE THEIR HEADS WHEN THEY HEAR LIL WAYNE AND OTHER "ARTISTS" OF HIS CALIBER. THEY HAVE TO KNOW IT IS GARBAGE. HERE IS A PRIME EXAMPLE OF THE GARBAGE RAP OF TODAY. JUST COMPARE LYRICS. BOTH ARE ON THE SAME TRACK BUT COMPLETELY OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE TALENT POOL.
LIL WAYNE TILTS THE SHIT OUT OF ME.
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/lyrics/forever/[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Ok, hello its the martian
Space Jam Jordan’s
I want this shit forever wake up and smell the garden
Fresher than the harvest
Step up to the target
If I had one guess than I guess I’m just New Orleans
And I will never stop like I’m running from the cops
Hop upped in my car and told my chauffeur “to the top”
Life is such a fucking roller coaster then it drops
But what should I scream for? this is my theme park
My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark
Pistol on my side you don’t wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that’s what they got to say or mention
I’m like Nevada in the middle of the summer
I’m resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover
Shhh, my foots sleeping on the gas
No brake pads no such thing as last
Huh!
[Verse 4 - Eminem]
There they go, packing stadiums
As Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, macadamia they go so balistic whoa
We can make them look like boso’s
He’s wondering if he should spit this slow
Fuck no go for broke
His cup just runneth over oh no
He ain’t had a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
They’ve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know
Rap will never be the same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes
And establishing a name as he goes
The passion and the flame is ignited
You can’t put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the fuck that I’m talking about when we riot
You dealin’ with a few true villains
Who stand inside of the booth truth spillin’
And spit true feelings, til our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
Now rewind it
Payback mutherfucka for the way you doubted me so how’s it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I’m Hannibal Lecter so just in case your thinking of saving face
You ain’t gonna have no face to save by the time I’m through with this place
So Drake….