1.) Most Popular: Young Jeezy ft. Kendrick Lamar, Chris Brown & YG - R.I.P. (Remix)
These were by far the most-read words of the week. It's not surprising, considering it was heavily hyped and every artist on the track other than YG is huge. Most of the verses are solid, but there's nothing really groundbreaking here. Kendrick's verse stands out as he's on an arrogant tip, but fundamentally this is just another club banger.
The lyrics are also noteworthy because Chris Brown takes a thinly veiled, homophobic shot at Drake in the final verse: "And if you started from the bottom go on and come out the closet." This was a bit awkward, given that Drake and Kendrick have collaborated.
But Breezy went on to explain the remark during an interview on Sway In The Morning: "You can't take me serious, I’m not a rapper. 'Cause, I know aint nothin' gonna happen, so I say whatever I want. Rebuttals is gonna be stupid, I’m not a rapper. So you’re gonna be stupid rappin' back to a singer, but I’mma keep comin', nigga, I don’t care."
Is that really how it works?
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
All up in bitch shit and I'm beamin' and shit Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my season and shit Stomach on belly, roll, bitch I'm eatin' and shit You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and shit Look a bad bitch, I back that bitch nigga back, back Pull it out the grab bag, turn this hoe to Baghdad Bags on my eyes, I don't sleep much, we up Bitch I beat the beat up, the homies get you beat up And R.I.P to Peanut, little Eric, get back Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton, I live that Long hair weave with extensions Glock 17 with extension Bumpin' Suga Free in the automatic dually TVs in it like it's '97, watch a porno movie Holla "chitty chitty, bang," this is Com-Town gang Fuck whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name
[Hook x2: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P. R.I.P. we just killed the club Took patron to the head, almost killed a thug
[Verse 4: Chris Brown] R.I.P. to the V.I.P. I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D. My niggas kill at will, give you black-eyed peas And the molly make the white girl look Chinese Always Bre, my niggas out here ballin' And all these fake-ass artists, y'all niggas out here drawin' Okay now, dearly departed - I bought a plane, I departed And if you started from the bottom go on and come out the closet You problematic, I bought them rachets and automatics Clip hold 32, I make you feel the Magic You gon' see the flashes, like you in a pageant All black suits, and them long Caddys
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2.) Craziest Verse: Rittz - Walter White Boy Flow (Prod. By Lifted)
"You never heard nobody say that Rittz can't spit."
If this minute-long verse doesn't impress you in some way, you should probably just stop reading this feature. Rittz, on his Walter Whip tip, absolutely slaughters Lifted's ominous beat with a machine gun flow and dense, multisyllabic lines. It's a vivid moment of clarity in the midst of an intense bender trip. Look for it on Bootleg Kev's upcoming Empire Business mixtape, and check out Rittz'new project The Life & Times of Johnny Valiant when it drops on April 30th.
The thing is, transcribing this track was tough - it's so rapid-fire and detailed that we had trouble keeping up. Although we definitely got the gist of it, we're pretty sure the words aren't perfect, and are waiting on Rittz to verify them. In the meantime, if you notice any mistakes, let us know in the comments section. The lines we're not sure about have been bolded.
They say that Rittz ain’t shit, Rittz ain’t rich But you never heard nobody say that Rittz can't spit If you’re lookin' for some bullshit, this ain’t it I just did a line of speed, 'bout to feel the drain drip Nose on fire, throat on fire Got my coat on, glowin', homie, no bow-tie Drinkin' Crown or more Old Crow, goin' fine Mind kind of like a snow globe, so coked out Rappers copy me sloppily, oh so twat No, adios guys - maybe I should help 'em out I could try and ghost write for 'em, if it goes right Maybe Bootleg Kev'll play it on the show, afternoon Like on that Big Sean song, chief on strong Weed got me starin' at a big-boned blonde I can see above her cheeks she had a pink thong on Didn't mack, 'cause I could tell she need a King Kong schlong Damn, I forgot to put it in her ass Just to make her feel me enter it, consider it, and maybe later I'll find an Asian chick 'cause her hands'll make it bigger I'm just trippin', that's the shit I say when I be drinkin' liquor Doin' meth is a gift, I receive and I'm a giver That line's dedicated to my homie Sinner My pissed-off manager can't control his temper When he call up and act like I got a new number Far from a newcomer, got the cue Done an aged bitch with a cucumber then I puked on her I'm just playin', she was 20, I'mma keep it 200 What? You hated how I look, but I finally grew on ya Fuck you, homicide, a lot of people do, burn a stu'
Runnin' 'cause I'm feelin' like my stomach gettin' lit Bootleg Kev and pocket business It's Rittz in this bitch with the homie Lifted Yeuh... bitch
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3.) Best Collaborative Verses:
Ghostface Killah & Adrian Younge ft. Inspectah Deck, Masta Killa, U-God & Killa Sin - Murder Spree
This is the latest glimpse of Ghost and Adrian Younge's upcoming "12 Reasons To Die" project, and it's a partial Wu-Tang reunion, featuring Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa and Killa Sin. With no hook to be found, each emcee delivers a brief but potent verse over low-fi production reminiscent of the Clan's earliest sound. The track's title is apt - they all murder the track, violently.
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yo, there's a dozen ways to die - six million ways to do it Let's go through it, my mind flow like fluid Torture, chop your legs off, thrown off the boat Guillotine, nigga, one chop to the throat Suffocation, Saran-Wrapping your face Buried alive - throw a few nails in the case Manslaughter, eight degrees of separation Leave your body chopped up in a piece, that's mutilation
[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Six million ways to die, cyanide in your drink Catch a Cuban necktie for your mink Dahmer style, cut up and stuffed in the fridge Washed up ashore, found under the bridge Hit him with the whip, drag him half a block Machete or the sock full of padlocks Chainsaw, switch your medication Stomp a nigga out 'til he one with the pavement
[Verse 3: Masta Killa] Torture, he's brutally beaten at the meeting Suspicions of him being a rat, even worse than cheating A cold greeting of ice picks, bats and sticks and closed fists Brass knuckles, steel-toed kicks Crack ribs, punctured lungs, hard breathing He's gasping and wheezing for air, his breath he can't catch He clenches the shirt on his chest In a dying effort to reveal his last will before he was killed
[Verse 4: U-God] First things first, I chop your head then your their fingertips Butcher knife your torso, chop up your ligaments Make sure it's legitimate, conceal all my fingerprints Chop shop your body up quick then get rid of it A hole in the desert, body bag, just... Your miss was a snitch too? Shotgun kill the bitch Leave you in the wilderness, suffocated and scarred up Your brother want war too? Blow his fucking car up
[Verse 5: Killa Sin] Remember Homocide City? Murder mystery officially Delete your fuckin' history, broke bones, missing teeth ...rings on the triple beam Autopsy chopped up, five buckets of Mr. Clean Clorax and steam'll sterilize the whole scene Photograph your death so I can spread it to your whole team I won't leave a trace of evidence for the case It's sinister to finish it, in with the man with no face
[Verse 6: Masta Killa]
Red wine and pink veal
Unknowingly that this would be his last meal
Comfortable he's made to feel
Six-inch stiletto heels kept his refills filled
Titties like big... kept him steel for the real deal
Hitman from Brooklyn, tommy gun specialist
I wanna come and sip Courvoisier at the bar
Then wait 'til she lit a cigar, then spray
The shattered wine glass, he lay - he never saw it comin'
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4.) Best Remix Verses:
Bun B ft. Scarface, Z-Ro, Willie D, Lil Keke, Slim Thug & Beyoncé - I Been On (Remix)
Bun B helms this all-star remix of Beyoncé's recent 'I Been On' track. Needless to say, it's a huge improvement. The lineup consists of veterans and key players in Houston's vibrant but sometimes overlooked rap scene and history. This is classic Houston lyricism and production (appropriated by Timbaland), from the lean references to Beyonce's chopped-and-screwed vocals. The track is just dope - a true remix.
[Verse 4: Scarface] I been on, now who you goons gon' get to knock me off? I've been boss, been on slabs, been on paint Been on fours, homie, I've been on drapes, I've been half-baked Twenty-five years and ain't fell off yet cause my flow that wet You don't want no 'plex, they talk that shit The Queen Bey said you better bow down, bow down
[Hook x2: Beyoncé] I been on, I been on, I been on Tell me who gon take me off Take me off, take me off, take me off
[Verse 5: Z-Ro] On, I could never be off Hit the boulevard so hard, it'd never be soft Yellow bone so long, lookin' like they reach out Set of diamonds and gold in damn near each mouth They call it Styrofoam City Houston, Texas to be exact Swangas on anything, it ain't gotta be a 'Lac If I say I got sixteen, it ain't gotta be a wrap All them D-boys in them traps, they gotta feel that
[Verse 6: Bun B] We the big ballers and big bodies in fresh foreigns Fresh up off the road from hustlin' and rap tourin' While you sleepin' and snorin' we creepin' and pourin' Baddie Bey and the Bun, baby, you can't ignore 'em Represent from Port Arthur, get it right off the water How you want it harder, South, put in your order Never the hesitators, shakin' off all the haters Ridin' for Pimp, Screw and all the Lone Star Staters, hold up
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5.) Most Conscious: Dizzy Wright - Kill 'Em Wit Kindness
Dizzy unsurprisingly takes the "Most Conscious" spot once again. His verses, although harsh at times, are filled with positive and encouraging messages, and this track is no exception. His first offering since landing a spot on the 2013 XXL Freshman Class cover, 'Kill 'Em Wit Kindness' is a self-aware and worldly reflection on the various struggles in his life, as well as his response to them.
[Verse 1] Cautious with the image that I'm givin' What used to be appealin' is the shit that I'm resentin' Feel like I ain't livin', I'm dealin' with so much On the low, I'm actin' tough, but I ain't been happy in a minute And what's crazy is this is just the beginning Ridin' 'round Vegas tryna build my foundation That immediate happiness is awaitin' But I feel it's overrated, I'm keepin' a clear conscience I just wanna do my own thing A good heart But what if I'm out here fightin' for the wrong things? Became a daddy and started watching my behaviour Helpin' niggas out, but niggas runnin' out of favours It ain't about the paper, it's about what you gon' do with it You on your music tup, but tell me, is you the creator? These niggas don't know how to act I should've been a school counselor To see what they'd get out of that All I wanna do is help, if it's a little Got up in this game to really try and make a change Wanna settle down, but this shit is so confusin' I'm just goin' through a stage where I'm learnin' how to be brave Fuck a phase, this is life, all I need is me Look into my daughter's eyes and then I get the water eyes If I die, I pray to God she know her father tried, word...
[Hook] 'Cause we just wanna our lives Embraced faith, went against all odds In our eyes, to judge niggas, that is not our job To be a man, it is not that hard We gon' kill 'em with kindness When they try to take you out your comfort zone Ayo, it's time to be a man, understand, we gon' kill 'em with kindness And you know you gotta fuckin' hold your own Can't let them take us away from the fam' We gon' kill 'em with kindness
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6.) Most Intimate: James Blake ft. The RZA - Take A Fall For Me
The latest release from English electronic music producer and singer-songwriter James Blake, with an unprecedented feature from none other than the abbot of the Wu-Tang Clan. Lyrically speaking, this is RZA's vision of romance, and it's simultaneously worldly, dramatic and jaded - a perfect fit for Blake's sparse, forlorn production. Can you relate?
This track will appear on JB's upcoming album Overgrown. He's also rumoured to be working with Kendrick Lamar, and a track he dropped a few days ago contained Big Boi vocal samples.Keep an eye on this one.
[Verse 1: RZA] The seven EOE - be the breath of life inside a human being Joined though this love, nothing could come between Blood is thicker than mud, liquor the elixir of love Turn a square dance into a passion hug Tight as the grip of the squid Gentle as the finger touch of a newborn kid I wouldn't trade her smile for a million quid Don’t let my love fall, keep building it I heard through the grape vine that great love, it takes time Sex shapes the body, truth shapes the mind Candlelight dinners and fish and chips with vinegar With a glass of cold stout or wine or something similar Sail the English Channel through to the Italian peninsula Her strong pheromones and cologne enhance the stench of her But she aksed for romance, spent this love, enter her Don’t let me fall, always remember us Don’t roll the dice, don’t let them throw the rice Don’t throw my soul over to the poltergeist His heart was cold like it was soaked in ice A stroke of your love is like a stroke of life Melt in the heat of my passion - magnetic attraction It cause a strong reaction I need you like I need satisfaction... I need you like I need satisfaction...
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7.) Most Spiritual: Yasiin Bey (Mos Def) & Mannie Fresh - Black Jesus
Some simple but uplifting words from Yasiin Bey, delivered over equally uplifting production from Mannie Fresh. The artist formerly known as Mos Def is on an increasingly religious (but still dope) tip, and the duo are currently working on a joint album titled OMFGODBKNOLA.This early glimpse is true hip hop gospel created by two of the best in the game.
Oh, and about the picture of Manny... that's pretty much the most spiritual image of him we could find, but don't doubt that he is. You can feel it in the beat.
[Intro] Let the choir sing Everywhere we go People wanna know Who we are So we tell them Yasiin Bey from BK Fresh from NOLA
Sweet Black Jesus Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Halle-Holla Hallelujah
The prophet Black Jesus
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8.) Most Drug-Addled: Flatbush Zombies - Inf Beam
This track is by far the most violent and drug-addled cut from Peter Rosenburg, Hot 97 and Ecko Unlimited's New York Renaissance mixtape, which dropped yesterday. Meechy and Juice are completely unabashed about their depraved drug use and violent tendencies - it's what defines them as artists, pretty much. But they're both extremely talented lyricists, and will infect you if you get too close.
How does this track make you feel?
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Money can't buy happiness, dummy, it is happiness Trap house, got work in them kitchen cabinets Weed in them tablets, codeine and aspirin Basking in the ambience while I'm on the Ambien Collider pins, gold mouth Meechy, million dollar grin Mescaline, psychedelic, failing with the sentencing For beating up the beat, and his tongue be his weaponry Good aim, I'll blow a nigga's brain, J.F. Kennedy Mind frame on the damn back seat of his Bentley I'm hard to tame, that's why I'm in leopard print every day You ain't 'bout that life, so it's best you never try, dog I ain't scared of death, that's 'cause I already died, dog Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dog Motherfuck the Feds, dirty money we divide, dog Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dog Freaky bitch with me, man - she'll probably lick my eyeballs
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9.) Honourable Mention: Tyler, The Creator - Colossus
The words to this standout track from Tyler, The Creator's Wolf album were read almost as much as those to the 'R.I.P' remix, so we thought it deserved mention here. It's also an incredibly detailed and visual account of the OFWGKTA frontman's struggle with obsessive fans, reminiscent of Eminem's 'The Way I Am' & 'Stan' - but more so the former. Tyler names Eminem has one of his biggest lyrical influences.
[Verse 1] Went to Six Flags Six fags came up and said "Ayo can we get a pic?" I said no And they said "Oh it's Wolf Gang, Yonkers, Goblin is my shit though" Now I'm like, fuck, I dont want to be an asshole So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo All because they noticed the top with the box logo And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear Bastard They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo, I'm going fucking loco "Hey Tyler can I..." No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro? "But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied Until I heard Radicals, the last part got to me. See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be My life is just like yours, no father My momma must have forgot to stop with a pop condom In school I was the one thinking outside boxes So everybody in them would say that I got problems So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em You're in inspiration to niggas like me Not the niggas who like you just cause of lyrics and beats I'm talking about the niggas who dont know where they're going to be I heard the song Bastard right in the moment of heat Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord And it drew me in like predators carrying treats Then I said to myself fuck is he speaking to me See me and you we go together like snare in a beat I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard On my green miniramp that I built in my backyard (that's weird) Thats hard, that scar from playing air guitar When I see you play at the Roxy Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright) I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo) Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you We could play X-Box and listen to 'In Search Of' and eat donuts Over conversating about what church does Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch You should've took me instead (uhhh, thats weird) See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck?) Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbin I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin (yeah you are) I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times Cause (thanks for the support) I love you man (alright) I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants thats cut I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls Cause your dicks in my jaw (what the fuck) And I hit you on twitter about 10 minutes a day And I'm bitter cause you dont even reply with a hey (sorry) And my boys think I'm gay cause I play VCR In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors..." Alright my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic So I can get on colossus, rhyme this slow as molasses (Tyler, listen) No, nigga, I see you are loving my shit And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick But im not gay so its awkward, now im grouchy like Oscar After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers Yonkers and yonkers (I love that song) Sick of hearing about yonkers Im grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered "Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert I was at the Boston one, I got a T-shirt from Sagan And when I say sagan lockhart And when you came out to Sandwiches Thats when my fucking boycrush got started" Just take this fucking picture man, shit...
10.) No Comment: Ice Cube - Crowded
The latest from Ice Cube, from his upcoming Everythang's Corrupt album. As we often say in this final category, something just doesn't feel right about this one, lyrically speaking. Although a veteran in the game, Cube's 43 years old at this point. 'Nough said.
Stay tuned for next Friday’s Lyrics of the Week, folks. Thanks for joining the discussion.
[Verse 2] We packed - all together Like sweaty ass cracks We packed - all together Like sweaty ass cracks This shit is crowded I see some of y'all love it You hope the chick in front of you might try to rub it But slow the fuck down, 'cause your jeans are too hard I don't go stupid - I'm a retard I'm the one pushin' when the crowd get to mushin' And if I stage dive - you my cushion And when I'm all about it, you can read all about it Five in the shotty when I'm in the building
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HNHH's Lyrics of the Week breaks down the most noteworthy bars of the past seven days into ten categories that will rotate according to the type of content that drops.
There's quite a bit of repetition in the game these days, and specific lyrics tend to get overlooked (with the exception of select Tyler, The Creator references). This is an opportunity to take a closer listen and really consider what these artists have to say. We encourage your opinions.
Keep in mind, these are the most noteworthy lyrics of the week, not necessarily the best. Also, if you notice any errors, don't hesitate to let us know in the comments section.
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