Before Pusha T revamped his career as a GOOD Music artist under Kanye's wing, before Malice found God and added a "No" in front of his name, before Pharrell got lucky, happy, and blurred some lines, there was Clipse. In the early to mid 2000s, the Virginia Beach duo made some of the hardest material their state had ever seen, and today we're throwing it back to one of their finest: We Got It 4 Cheap Vol. 2's "Play Your Part."
A cypher over Mobb Deep's vicious "Cobra" instrumental, the track finds all parties involved totally snapping. Even Pharrell kills this shit, showing that his recent "Move That Dope" verse wasn't a fluke.
Chances of a Clipse reunion are looking pretty slim at this point, but hey, we can dream.
Oh how lame, these niggas in the game
They fuckin' with my hip-hop, have ye any shame?
Bag it in that Ziploc, move it on the plane
Like green eggs and ham, move it on the train
Move it on the bus, or federal express it
Don't pick it up yourself from those unknown addresses
Acura Legend, graduated to the Lexus
To them SL-5s, to the hues in the necklace
I was Richard Gere, I had bitches breathless
Along come the hate, niggas talkin' reckless