I’ma take it old school right quick...Like back when Slick Rick told this story to kids about a boys misfit, and how he stole and ran then tried to shoot some rounds ended up dead his body just hit the ground.
Or how about 2pac and his love for cali, west coast repped it but the east still listened gladly, he talked about LA and serenading the streets teamed up with Dre cause of his sick ass beats, pure poetic talent telling us women to dry our eyes and never let up, things would get easier and told us to keep our head up.
How about Run DMC their flow was perfectly sync’d , saying “Jam Master's gettin loose and D.M.C.'s the king”.
Remember Nas? If he ruled the world everything would be good the sky would be the limit, straight up though all that Nas needed just one mic to kill it.
Biggie, can’t leave him out he’s also one of the best, started out with suicidal thoughts putting his skills to the test, it wasn’t hard to say the verse cause once heard it was a wrap, started with B-I-G P-O-P-P-A like second breath you'd finish with “no info, for the, D-E-A”.
There was a tribe called quest, fresh funky styles best in flows, start with “Here we go yo!” you were wack if not asked ”so what’s the scenario”?
There's a difference 'cause rap just flaunts the fame and glory
Hiphop is free flowing, shows struggle, and actually tells a story
Remember those good ol' days?!
Man that’s when REAL hiphop was played
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