BREAKING NEWS: Hip Hop has reportedly come back from the dead

by: LuRock Jones (ahh.com)
After being diagnosed with a terminal disease after the 2006 outbreak of Laffy Taffy hip hop had been getting weaker rapidly. She was later pronounced dead December 19 2006 by recording artist Nas. Many of her followers had lost hope after the years without any sign of her but others stood stedfast in the belief she would one day return. Even after reports began to surface that she had been murdered, police could not press charges because of the abundance of suspects....

Almost 3 years later rumors have gained traction that her return was eminent. Some believe that she has reincarnated through several characters.

Most known of her Characters was Kanye West who has since drawn scruntiny for excesive creativity, unpredictability and abuse of the dying fad auto-tune. He has also been charged with several counts of faggotry (aaahahahahaaaa) overall just being suspect.

Also from the city of Chicago reigns another one of her known characters Lupe Fiasco. Lupe has also drawn scrutiny for his disappearing acts and is charged with weirdness.

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the rub

the rub provides free hiop hop mixtapes year by year (1979-2000+)
u wanna know exactly what songs got love from hip hoppers in the
streets? not the induhstry? search no more.
tracklists are available for each mix.
check them here. enjoy.
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d.o.a. = death of autotune

hmmm...paat...people against auto tune. use of the
'vocoder was the signature sound of roger troutman & zapp.
t-pain brought it back big time... even made around $20mil
doing so. t-pain started out as a rapper...yeah, i
know. everyone from lil wayne to ron browz i auto tunin it up
a bit 2 much it seems & hove adressed the shituation....
even named a site doa. is auto tune the death of hip hop?
drey dosen't know, but he guves a fuck.

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin… begin

This is anti-autotune, death of the ringtone
This ain’t for itunes, this ain’t for sing-along
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain’t politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My raps don’t have melodies
This shit make jackers wanna go n commit felonies
Ah, get your chain tooken
I may do it myself, I’m so Brooklyn
I know we facin a recession
But the music yall makin gonna make it the great depression
Ah, or your lack of aggression
Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men
Ah, ah.. nigga this just violent
This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin….begin

Holdup, this ain’t a #1 record
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
I made this just for Flex n Mister Cee
I want niggas to feel threatened
Stop your bloodclot crying
The kid the dog everybody dying
No lyin, your niggas’ jeans too tight
Your colors too bright, your voice too light
I might wear black four years straight,
I might bring back Versace shades,
This ain’t for Z100
Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100
This is for Hot 9-7
The shit for clue for Khaled, for we the best n’
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence…

Holdup, this shit need a verse from Jeezy… ay!
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
Give this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it
Get me foul to style on this
I just don’t need nobody to smile on this
You niggas singin too much,
Get back to rap you T-Pain’n too much
Ah, I’m a multi-millionaire
So how is it I’m still the hardest nigga here?
I don’t be in the project hallway
Talkin’ bout how I be in the projects all day
That sounds stupid to me,
If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me
Yeah, just get violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin… begin

hear here >>> jay-z - d.o.a.

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What Will You Listen To In 10 or 20 Years?

By Good Guy aka Everyman


So, there is the question.

What will you be listening to in 10 or 20 years?

When I started to write this, it started out as a rant, but then I really started to think about it. I soon became distressed.

I still love music and all that it has to offer so I was forced to consider the question for myself. For me, the answer to the question is two-fold, negative and positive.

Lets start with the negative.

I have no love for a lot of the music that is churned out of the music industry factory these days. Well, I take that back. I do like a lot of it, but there is also a lot more popular garbage out there. In about 10 or 20 years, I feel we're going to be left with nothing, but this cool trash fronting as the new classics.

Can you imagine being at a party in 10 years talking about: "Buss it baby! That's my song right there! Want to dance, baby?" No disrespect to anybody, but I can't. First, the music isn't very good and that goes for other genres of music, not just Hip-Hop.

On the other side, the music is full of so much filth that once you do get a bit more mature, you either 1) can't listen at all or 2) must listen as if it were audio pornography. I can't call it - some of it might be good for YOU now, but for me, its not good now or later. A lot of these dudes make a 80's Ice Cube sound like Will Smith.

So, when I refer to "you," I invariable must think of the younger people of Hip-Hop. Those of you that do still watch TV and listen to oodles of commercial radio will likely think about what you love in a few years. Then there are some of you that will still have a wealth of music to listen to, but I feel it is unlikely that you will have that common thread of going to the party and grooved to the same song. I like this, you like that...its the ipod nation. But this isn't about young or old even though it can tend to cut down demographic lines.

Here is the other side.

I truly feel blessed to say that I have had some of these issues and musical conflicts for myself. For example, I love the Geto Boys, but can I and do I want to indulge in "Mind of a Lunatic" these days? No. I'm not into songs about raping corpses at this stage in my adult life. But, I will say that more often than not, I am able to listen to most of my music with the same love and affinity that I did back in the day.

Part of it is that, the cussing and vulgarity wasn't so obnoxious. There were real clean versions of hit songs and even hit albums. What is considered clean today, is really just the cuss words taken out, but the content remains very explicit. Also, what was a hit back in the 90's wasn't really determined by what was on the radio and video. We would dictate what the radio played.

Now, that I am a bit older and a lot of the music from my formative years is 10 years or more old. I heard these songs in cars, I hear it on the radio with love and affection. And what is very cool, I might add, is that I have common musical ground with people that are considerably younger than I am just on the strength of the music. They might like Main Source or Tribe Called Quest and so do I...and that's love.

With all the hate that goes on these days, I wonder in 10 years will it be looked upon with some sort of revisionist affection or will it be despised as it is now.

Even though I still feel like a participant and consumer of Hip-Hop, I am happen to feel secure that I have an insurance policy from the 1990's that promises me good music to listen to for just about the rest of my days on Earth.
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my philosophy

ok ok ok ok, this is hands down one of drey's favorite joints.
(see how relevant the lyrics are even today?) "Some mcs be talkin and talkin
Tryin to show how black people are walkin
But I dont walk this way to portray
Or reinforce stereotypes of today
Like all my brothas eat chicken and watermelon
Talk broken english and drug sellin
See Im tellin, and teaching real facts
The way some act in rap is kind of wack
And it lacks creativity and intelligence
But they dont care cause the company is sellin it
Its my philosophy, on the industry ... "

Let us begin, what, where, why, or when
Will all be explained like instructions to a game
See Im not insane, in fact, Im kind of rational
When I be asking you, who is more dramatical?
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and Ill jump up to attack one
Krs-one is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from a lover
Beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, my philosophy
Number one, was poetry you know its me
This is my philosophy, many artists got to learn
Im not flammable, I dont burn
So please stop burnin, and learn to earn respect
cause thats just what k-r collects
See, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk
You walk down the street and get jumped
You got to have style, and learn to be original
And everybodys gonna wanna dis you
Like me, we stood up for the south bronx
And every sucka mc had a response
You think we care? I know that they are on the tip
My posse from the bronx is thick
And were real live, we walk correctly
A lot of suckas would like to forget me
But they cant, cause like a champ
I have got a record of knocking out the frauds in a second
On the mic, I believe that you should get loose
I havent come to tell you I got juice
I just produce, create, innovate on a higher level
Ill be back, but for now just seckle!

Ill play the nine and you play the target
You all know my name so I guess Ill just start it
Or should I say, start this, I am an artist
Of new concepts at their hardest (?)
Cause, yo, Im a teacher and Sott is a scholar
It aint about money cause we all make dollars
Thats why i walk with my head up
When I hear wack rhymes I get fed up
Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games
A lot of suckas with colorful names
Im so-and-so, Im this, Im that
Huh, but they're all just wick-wick-wack
Im not white or red or black
Im brown.. from the boogie down
Productions, of course our music be thumpin
Others say their bad, but theyre buggin
Let me tell you somethin now about hip hop
About d-nice, melodie, and scott la rock
Ill get a pen, a pencil, a marker
Mainly what I write is for the average new yorker
Some mcs be talkin and talkin
Tryin to show how black people are walkin
But I dont walk this way to portray
Or reinforce stereotypes of today
Like all my brothas eat chicken and watermelon
Talk broken english and drug sellin
See Im tellin, and teaching real facts
The way some act in rap is kind of wack
And it lacks creativity and intelligence
But they dont care cause the company is sellin it
Its my philosophy, on the industry
Dont bother dissin me, or even wish that we
Soften, dilute, or commercialize all our lyrics
Cause its about time one of yall hear it
And hear it first-hand from the intelligent brown man
A vegetarian, no goat or ham
Or chicken or turkey or hamburger
cause to me thats suicide - self murder
Let us get back to what we call hip hop
And what it meant to dj scott la rock...

How many mcs must get dissed
Before somebody says, dont f*** with kris!
This is just one style, out of many
Like a piggy bank, this is one penny
My brothers name is kenny - thats, kenny parker
My other brother i.c.u. is much darker
Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers
The lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker
Who gets weaker? the king or the teacher
Its not about a salary its all about reality
Teachers teach and do the world good
Kings just rule and most are never understood
If you were to rule or govern a certain industry
All inside this room right now would be in misery
No one would get along nor sing a song
cause everyoned be singing for the king, am I wrong? !
So yo, whats up, its me again
Scott la rock, krs, bdp again
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded , an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records
No more than four minutes and some seconds
The competition checks and checks and keeps checkin
They buy the album, take it home, and start sweatin
Why? well its simple, to them its kind of vital
To take krs-ones title
To them Im like an idol, some type of entity
In everybodys rhyme they wanna mention me?
Or rather mention us, me or scott la rock
But they can get bust get robbed, get dropped
I dont play around nor do I eff around
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beatdown
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds? a little unrational
A lot of mcs like to use the word dramatical!
Fresh for 88, you suckas...

hear here: krs-1 (bdp) - my philosophy & video

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classic hip hop albums

remember when the source mag was "the hip hop bible"?
remember when the source mag had more ads than features?
remember when the source mag got biased & opinionated?
remember when the source mag lost all credibility?
remember when the source mag went r.i.p.?
ahhhh, the good ol' daze.
*legend has it that drey used to smoke & talk nothing but hip hop
with his source in his back pocket...always.
hip hop heads on the east can agree on 70% of classic albums.
ra, pe, kane, atcq, de la, nas, jay, main source, etc...all hold a spot
on the list for us along with dre, snoop & cube on da left side of things.
if you're new or not too familiar with quality, heartfelt, treasured,
innovative, creative hip hop, this may be the list(s) of albums to
*drey clears throat* get.
lotta golden era releases here. for those puzzled about the
"hip hop is dead" saying, just take notice of the era(years) most
classics were released...see if you can spot the
golden era posts on this blog (dreysay2).

see list here at rateyourmusic.com
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relapse

drey usually won't post entire studio releases;

but damn marshall done did it again...

DL here >> relapse

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blog 4 his bday ...web log 1

kinda promised someone he'd start a blog & so here he is. here he'll be discussing whatever...whenever. his mentality is hip hop orientated so you know what it is. here u can get into drey's head as he alerts you to things that went over yours.

light bulb...it just hit him ...he'll start blogging by breaking down hip hop lyrics for those who aren't/weren't streetwise... (hey cindy, hey sophia, hey misty, hey carol...hey others). blog will also showcase his seemingly endless rants on various topics.

drey's bio (sniplet):
drey left the phamaceutical industry (at his clients' dismay) to pursue a pipe dream in full-time prostitute management. drey currently resides on the southside of sabana baaaabaaay. phuckin awesome. drey detests capital letters, wankstas, cooked onions, trash weed, non-promiscuous girls & among many other things...echo branded clothing & police informants...STOP SNITCHIN'!!!.
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