True Hip Hop.

[Luno-chan]

Anyone like true hip hop, you know? Poetry with music behind it like:

Eyedeas and Abilities-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4wfqEIrZqM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4axTMDZysHc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40MA0pl7Oa0&feature=fvw

Dont bother flaming, I'll just laugh at your musical tastes like Disturbed and Screamo music. Anyone can belt lyrics noone can understand, and anyone can make a tune using the same notes over and over. And any rapper can make a list of s**t they own and vocally put it on a record.

I like all forms of music, but most rap and hip hop irritates me, but this is pure lyrical genius.

and ps. if you just post how you hate the music without listening to the links supplied.

Shut the ******** up.

I like rock, metal, indie, reggae, hip hop, ska, punk, hardcore, thrashcore. But that emo s**t just annoys the piss out of me.

Expand your musical horizons and maybe you'll be something better than a B rate school band failure once you leave highschool.  

[Luno-chan]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvugcOOUdJc&NR=1

To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers
To emo kids that got too many feelings

He held the register open while he counted her change
I was next in line which meant I was invisible
From where I stood I could see that the till was full
He didn't look the type to play superhero
So I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes
Crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath
Bangles in my head, shake the song off
Another manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walk

A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass
A woman and a child climbed out and left it running
They went inside of the deli, placed an order
With the extra dollar fifty bottled water cause the daughters picky
When they came out mommy gave me a glance
That said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance
Already knew the deal, I lit one up and walk
So they got back in the Oldsmobile, belted up, and took off

Thug love on the corner by the walgreens
Lookin at me like I'm just another square saltine
As I get closer I notice that they showing each other sketches
Out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots

I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce
Swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis
Respect the life and the fashions of the children
It's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been building

All of a sudden I'm in front of some man
No he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand
He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid
Immediately apprehensive til I heard him say
"Do you want this It's not mine I promise
I found it on my block in between a couple garages
Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over
I don't even know how to hold it."

It was a thirty eight, the poor man's machete
Held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected,
Wedged it behind my belt buckle
Knowing that its evil, even thought that I could smell trouble
The extra strength felt weak,
But over there on the corner saw what I needed and proceeded to cross the
Street
Put the heat in the mail box to loose it
Figured that the post office knows whats best to do with it

Mosey down the road thinkin' bout the old
I use to roam this zone with two feet of snow
Right here, this use to be a record shop
I've gotten love, I've gotten drunk, I've gotten beat up in that parking lot
I've had my lake street pride for three decades
These alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days
Before I was a germ learning how to misbehave,
All the way to the grave, south side is my resting place

Took a right on Lyndale I'm getting near
But then the road became empty and the people disappeared
The clouds ran away, opened up the sky
And one by one I watched every constellation die
And there I was frozen, standing in my backyard
Face to face, eye to eye, staring at the last star
I should've known, walked all the way home
To find that she wasn't here, I'm still all alone

No matter where I am, no matter what I do
I'm always coming back home to you
They can leave me for dead they can take away my true
I'm always coming back home to you
Through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew
I'm always coming back home to you
As sure as the life in the garden that you grew
I'm always coming back home to you
No matter where I am, no matter what I do
I'm always coming back home to you
If only I had known what you already knew
I'm always coming back home to you
From the heaven I've had to the hell I been through
I'm always coming back home to you
I'm always coming back home to you  

[Luno-chan]

Wow, its kinda sad how everyone here clouds their musical tastes to one genre or category of popular genres. Ever here of versatility?  

[Kuyote the Fool]

Nice, man. I really like all 3 of them, only that third one, where he's free-styling, got a little annoying when his flow just goes into a speedy mess and not even with the music. But otherwise, good the rest of the flow. I like it, definitely turned me on to a new group I like, thanks.