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What Happened to the Real Rap Songz?

What's up with today's rap songz? All of it sounds
whack. We lost Pac and Bigg, so there is no one to
pick up the slack.

All these dance songz talking about jerking and
racks. You know they don't have nothing to say
because they brought in Sponge Bob and his crabby
patty stacks.

Acting as if they are skateboard fiends, and bragging
about being addicted to promethezine. They even
attached a cool name, they call it Lean.

What happened to rappers like EPMD, Tribe Called
Quest, Dougie Fresh and Slick Rick? These new
songz got a catchy beat, but they all make me sick.

Talking about hitting this girl and that girl on
different nights. Does anyone out there who
love old hip hop feel my plight?

The new rap songz make my ears sore. I want
the old hip hop that you could understand the
lyrics to sing along to while your grooving on the
dance floor.

Waka Flocka learned his colors, so he wanted to
share that with you. But Waka, it's not just Black
and Yellow, your forgetting about Brown, Green,
and blue.

What is a Catdaddy can someone please explain, cause
I'm so lost. Hell I just learned what Rick Ross meant
when he said he was a Boss.

Hoping and praying the Real hip hop doesn't have
a permanent demise. I miss the old stuff that made
sense, so I'm not going to apologize.

Comments

  1. Yes, Neequa, yes! I feel the same! All this new music is LAME! Lol but an awesome MC is Kendrick Lamar. He one of the best by far. Check him out, brings back real hip hop :)

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  2. Man Che, I tired of these fools rapping about nothing! I will check him out! Thanx

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