Lyrics Of The Week: May 3-9

1.) Most Popular: 2 Chainz ft. Wiz Khalifa - We Own It (Fast & Furious)

The words to 2 Chainz and Wiz Khalifa's contribution to the "Fast & Furious 6" soundtrack were the most popular this week, surpassing Lauryn Hill's "Neurotic Society" by a narrow margin. Lyrically speaking, there's nothing remarkable here, which isn't surprising seeing as it was clearly a commercial endeavor. We've come a long way from the classic Hip Hop film soundtracks of the '90s.

What do you think?

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money's the motivation - money's the conversation
You on vacation, we gettin' paid, so...
We don't placate 'em, I did it for the fam' 
It's whatever we had to do, it's just who I am
Yeah - it's the life I chose
Gunshots in the dark, one eye closed
And we got it cookin' like a one-eyed stove
You can catch me kissin' my girl with both eyes closed
Perfectin' my passion, thanks for askin' 
Couldn't slow down so we had to crash it
You use plastic, we 'bout cash
I see some people ahead that we gon' pass, yeah!

[Hook]
I never fear death or dying 
I only fear never trying
I am whatever I am
Only God can judge me now
One shot, everything rides on
Tonight, even if I've got
Three strikes, I'mma go for it
This moment, we own it
And I'm not to be played with
Because it could get dangerous 
See these people I ride with 
This moment, we own it

[Verse 2: Wiz]
And the same ones I ride with be the same ones that I die with
Put it all out on the line with
If you lookin' for me you can find Wiz 
In the new car or the Crown with my new broad
That's a fine chick, and the Weather Squad, I'm down with
Ain't no way around it
What you say? Tell me what you say? 
Workin' hard, reppin' for my dawgs, so this every day
Takin' off, lookin' out for all, makin' sure we ball like the mob
All you do is call, catch you if you fall, Young Khalifa 

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2.) Best Lyricism: Lauryn Hill - Neurotic Society (Compulsory Mix)

"Experience is manufactured in this neurotic, toxic society."

Despite the fact that Lauryn Hill was forced to release this track due to an impending jail sentence for tax evasion, the lyricism here can't be ignored. After a lengthy hiatus from recording, she proves her lyrical sword is still sharp, displaying an unparalleled level of skill and social awareness. Both the tone and delivery of the track mirror the neurotic society she aims to illustrate with her words, and her current situation actually makes the song all the more potent. As far comebacks go, this is definitely a good start. 

Anyone disagree?

[Verse 1]

We're living in a joke time, metaphorical coke time
Commerce and guru men run the whole world, man
Bone drunken debauchery, old world brutality
Cold world kills softly, whole world runs savagely
Reading into prior things, program TV screens
Quick scam and drag queens, real likely to blast fiends
Think twice and past dreams, crime if you ask clean
Quick fast, for poison has entered the blood stream
Psychological master, consequences of tragedy
Mythological characters, men and women is parody
Superficial the vanity, borderline the insanity
Out of order humanity, crime committed so passively
Desperados and casualties, corporations want batteries
Explanations of strategies, domination and mastery
Own zones and the bankrupt, grown people, so corrupt
Vice lords and yellow men, junkies and popularity
Culture so independent, vultures scavenge reality
Past, feel the depravity, decaying social cavity
Preying on human ignorance, popular immorality
Sympathy, disease head - population misled
Self indulgent, past dead - absence of the God head
Pimps, pushers and harlots 
Nepotism, no artistery
Despotism and piracy
Desperation, dishonesty
Physicist is your policy, more money, less equality
Inflated global ego, imitating reality
Fuel cycle pharaoh, poisonous poison arrows
Hypocritics on salary, idle hands that was agency
Predisposed to complacency, jealousy, audacity
Contagious social gluttony, stages of mass malignancy
Effort to make deception, generation in atrophy
Glam life in debt, scam life in editors
Byproducts of neglected children hiding from crediters
Absence of self respect, fully scared of competitors
Lifestyle of luxury at someone's expense
Sensitive children, used up and sacrificed
Blind to the consequence, smoked up on dope pipes
Ecstasy, fast life, recklessly past life
Narcotics and cash fights in this neurotic society
Benefactors turned actors, addictions triple captors
Experience is manufactured in this neurotic toxic society

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3.) Best Collaboration: Havoc ft. Raekwon & Styles P - Favorite Rap Stars

A standout track from Havoc's new album 13, which dropped this week. You can't really go wrong with three pioneering New York City emcees on a well-produced track. If you're a true Hip Hop head, these three are definitely among your favorite emcees. After two decades in the game, they've remained lyrically consistent, something which has become increasingly rare these days. Respect due. 

Thoughts? 

[Hook: Havoc]
All along...
Been them niggas that been reppin' in your favorite rap songs
Hold it for the hood, it's money over broads
And we hustle in the cold 'til the whole pack gone
All along...
Been them niggas that been reppin' in your favorite rap songs
Hold it for the hood, it's money over broads
And we hustle in the cold 'til the whole pack gone

[Verse 2: Havoc]
I'm one in a million, diamond in the rough
Supplying that stuff that got every whip that I drive
Tough lion took steroids, olympian status 
Gold medalling them niggas, ain't nothin' 'bout me average
Cannons bigger than me, we go deaf when we shoot 'em
And niggas on the floor with they cerebellum oozin'
Every homie I brand with them featured on Gangland 
Ice picks in pencil pockets and nines on they waistbands 
Money over bitches, we smother then we ditch 'em 
I'll have 'em bag 'em up, butt-ass in the kitchen
I'mma leave bitches foamin' at the mouth
Fuck what you heard, it wasn't drought, they lied
Over here it's all the way gully 
In the morning, answer to God's calling
Snoring, I can't afford to sleep, the cousin of death
The city never sleeps, so why the fuck would I rest?
It's all about the motherfuckin' 'jects, Lex Diamond's up next...

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4.) Most Ambitious / Braggadocios: Mac Miller - Watching Movies

"Been on my grind, taking what's mine, I've got my eyes on the throne."

The latest single from Mac Miller's upcoming Watching Movies With The Sound Off album. It's no secret that Mac's been experimenting as of late, but this track sees him leaning back toward a more conventional (but developed) rhyming style, asserting his dominance and displaying a new, slightly warped confidence on the mic. The hard-hitting, hypnotic instrumental is definitely still a trip, though. He's come a long way from the high school lunchroom. 

Thoughts on this one? 

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with Gods
Hoes is all my disciples, you get mind fucked with these broads
Life is just a recital, better remember all that you practice
When I die, throw a couple bad bitches in my casket
Think it's time for a revolution
Me and my dawgs 'bout to start a riot
Still they're sleeping while I'm eating
You and your people are on a diet
Tim Allen off home improvement
Intelligent but we're going stupid
This some new shit
Hit the strip club, see some hoes that I went to school with
Out in London like Lennox Lewis
Bitch looking like Farrah Fawcett
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do it
Started out under the ground
They didn't fuck with me, now they all coming around
Money I'm hunting it down
Planting the seeds
Working and watching it grow
I got so many ways I can make money, I'll always be straight
I just thought you should know
Been on my grind, taking whats mine
I've got my eyes on the throne
I'mma be fine, no matter the time
We all go along with the show

[Hook: Mac Miller]
That girl's beautiful, somebody introduce me
She ain't your girl tonight, nah, that bitch a groupie
If there's some money in the building, better give it to me
See you staring at me like you in the movies
Now you watching movies
Looking at my life just like you watching movies...

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Logic and Dizzy Wright, both 2013 XXL Freshmen, joined forces on this standout track from the former's Welcome To Forever mixtape. Both emcees spit well beyond a sixteen to get their point across, and are completely comfortable doing so. No hook necessary. 

Thoughts? 

[Verse 1: Logic]
Back again like I never left
Young Sinatra, that's to the death
We turn up 'til we go deaf
Yep RattPack 'til my last breath
I cut records like Kid Cudi
Day and night, that's all the time
From the underground to the mainstream
My same team get all the shine
They wanted beef, but I never knew
I just keep the peace and get revenue 
Stay true they never do
Cut all ties, I'll sever you
These rappers like women, how soft they appear
We keepin' it real but they flow is irregular 
Grab the mic and I murder on the regular 
While these bitches hit me up on my cellular
I can't take the time that I take to rhyme
I just bullshit, man, that blow my mind
I'm 23 like MJ
That's no rest like overtime 
Writing rhymes on the tour bus
We stay real to the core of us
They talk shit 'bout RattPack 
But every day, man, there's more of us
That money come and that money go
But this music shit, man, that's all I know
I been broke and I got paid
Like a Goodfella that got made
I'm draped up and I'm dripped out
Went to school, got kicked out
Told my mama, she flipped out
Said "fuck it all" and I dipped out
But I'm back though, whole time
Fuck bitches, I just rhyme
Brand new state of mind
My lifestyle is so divine
'Cause I've lived and I've learned
Now I hustle and earn
'Cause once you in the limelight, everybody concerned 
Wish our wellbeing, and if you feel okay
Bitch, you wasn't here a year ago
Why is you here today? 
I've got professor paper, your money need an extension
I'm sellin' success, save up and pay attention 
Money can't buy happiness, but that shit can support it
'Cause what's a family of five if you can't even afford it? 

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What can we say? The Game went in here, adding a single, punishing verse to fellow Compton native Kendrick Lamar's hit. The track will appear on his upcoming Operation Kill Everything mixtape. 

Should he have been included on the original? 

[Verse 1: Game]
Bitch, don't kill my vibe - nigga, don't blow my high
Wake up in a Bugatti but I'm in a Maserati when I'm on the 405
I'm king of the motherfuckin' Westside 
Two dubs up when the TEKs fly 
"Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla!"
Turn a 600 to an S5
Compton made me direct this ending 
Like my little nigga Kendrick, props to Jay-Z
Got a Rocky pendant and a drop Mercedes 
I'll been gone 'til November but I'm not from Haiti
I'm a C-O-M-P-T-O-N, N-I
Double G A like a young D-Wade 
Brought my city a championship by myself
And niggas think I'm doin' this shit for my health
I am, don't make me go HAM, 4-5
Go blam, I was just protecting my wealth
Matte black Bentley, all-black pennies
Black Tom Ford shades, I'm 'bout to go stealth 
All black everything... 
Trap Wesley Snipes inside Tiffany's wedding ring
Nigga, never get out...
I'm constipated, just tryna get my shit out
False alarm, I can't do #2
Pee on you peons for eons and eons 
Used to intercept niggas, rock like Deion 
Sellin' white packs out my grandmama's Neon
Ask my nigga Breon...
I played 'Pac's brother in this classic movie 
No relationship to Leon...
When I spit for Dre I had a nigga forehead like a nigga was a Klingon 
No album out, I'm on 106 like a nigga put Free on 
Any beat that I breathe on or be on, I be gone
I brawl like I'm out in Maryland, Georgetown, Michigan
Florida, watch a nigga get his UNC on 
Baby Jordans for my baby daughter 
No Harold Miner, can I get my USC on?
Eight cars in my driveway, sideways
Horsepower make the Lamborghini fly away 
I am the shit when I step out the Six
And I step at your bitch in my brand new kicks
...you bitch... don't act brand new
'Cause you suck on my dick when you walk in my crib
Airplane mode, won't be no duck lips next to Van Gogh
Dance with the devil, I learned to tango
"S" on the metal, I wrapped the Range Rove
Ride to my limits inside the Infinite 
God is my witness, I've got the roof in it
Designer go in it
Mismatched rims on the motherfuckin' Phantom 
Nigga, nigga on God, I'mma spend it
Compton... Westside, and I'm riding with Kendrick 

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7.) Most Hedonistic: The-Dream ft. Jay-Z - High Art

"I'm on her, she's on me / Then we OD like we OGs, yeah..."

A hedonist's anthem, without a doubt. This song is about nothing more than having sex, doing drugs and shamelessly indulging in the finer things in life. It'll be included on The-Dream's upcoming IV Play album, which is slated to drop on May 28th.

Thoughts? 

[Verse 1]
My niggas, my niggas...
Hit my man, he's got that purp (my nigga)
This dry-ass blunt we gon' make that work (turn up)
My niggas - who got that fire, who got that fire? (turn up)
My niggas - stop playing, nigga, pass that lighter (turn up)
My nigga - he's got hundreds, we've got hundreds (aye)
Half a bean, we've got money (hey)
My nigga - 2 Live Crew, shorty, get it, get it (turn up)
Too High Crew, shorty, hit it, hit it 

[Hook]
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas
Burn up... burn up... burn up...
Turn up... turn up... turn up... 
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my niggas

[Verse 2]
My niggas - they on that lean, they on that lean
My niggas - bitch best not put that in my drink
My niggas - let it blow, let it blow
Stop cuffing, let it go, let it go
My nigga - he's got hundreds, we've got hundreds (aye)
My nigga - Master P, we've got money (hey)
My nigga - 2 Live Crew, shorty, get it, get it (turn up)
Too High Crew, shorty, hit it, hit it 

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8.) Biggest Collaboration: French Montana - Fuck What Happen Tonight

ft. Snoop Dogg, Ace Hood, Mavado, Scarface & DJ Khaled

Yet another single from French Montana's imminent Excuse My French album. As far as features go, this was by far the biggest track of the week. Lyrically speaking, there's nothing particularly remarkable about it, other than the seemingly arbitrary combination of emcees. 

How's the chemistry here? 

[Hook: Mavado]
I got my gun on me
I tell my kids I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking streets on me
That's right - Jamaicans'll murder your family
Fuck what happens tonight
Fuck what happens tonight
Fuck what happens tonight
I got my gun on me

[Verse 1: French Montana]
It was murder she wrote... your name in blood
When the love gone, your eyes diluted full of blood
Six cars full of gold, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, headshots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial tone
She want it all, die alone
There's a going on nobody safe from
Now we talking to the judge when your day come
Like ''it was hard not to kill these niggas''
It was like a full-time job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight story mansion
While I'm strapped up two-stepping with the devil dancing
Diluted with blood in my eyes
Like stillborn, niggas won't make it out alive
Nigga...

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An early leak from Waka's DuFlocka Rant Halftime Show mixtape, which dropped on Thursday night. All three artists take a much calmer approach than is expected from the Brick Squad Monopoly camp - they don't even rap on the track, they sing. This is probably the closest thing to crooning we're going to hear from Waka and his contemporaries. 

Thoughts on this one? 

[Hook]
Most of these girls like to argue
See, I don't really argue (nah)
She's makin' faces while she take this dick
So many real niggas, girl, it's hard to pick (why?)
Girl, turn up like an after party
Girl, turn up like an after party
She said she never drove foreign
So I introduced her to my red Ferrari

[Verse 1]
Girl, turn up - why don't you pop these pills? 
Girl, turn up like an after party
Girl, turn up, let these hoes know
Even though it ain't your concert, turn it to your show
Ooh, girl... 
Ooh, girl... 
She make Giuseppes look like six inches
Blog sites, TMZ, now they takin' pictures 

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10.) No Comment: Treach - Tall Midget (Vin Rock Diss)

This week, Treach of Naughty By Nature took to Twitter to "fire" his fellow group member Vin Rock after an altercation at a business meeting. Vin responded by stating that the owner couldn't be fired, and Treach responded in turn with this diss track.

Did it really have to come to this? 

Stay tuned for next Friday’s Lyrics of the Week, folks. Thanks for joining the discussion. 

[Hook]
Industry rule number 100 is funny
Tall midgets get short money

[Verse 2]
Stop bitching, stop tripping, stop riffing
I'm not listening, stop listening, stop sniffing
You out of my army, can't harm me or alarm me
Fuck your fat ass, you're a bagel away from Barney
You wack rapper, backstabber, so greedy
I'll make it so they'll never see your wack ass on TV
Eat me, time to find your own zone, watch your tone
Naughty years was niggas throwing you a bone, homes
I hate the leach lurking off of what I built, 'cause I'm real
Now I'm doing side-deals that I feel
Many a dude love the end of the groove
It's the ending of you Mr. Winnie The Pooh
Chorus...

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