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El Tema del Hip Hop (Postea tu tema)


When y'all was buying surfboards trying to ride the wave
I was cooking up another fucking tidal wave
Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way
Had to take another title, sorry for the wait
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day, I apologize if I'm late
Tap the vein, whoa, barely look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer veins, bluer money in the bankroll
 
Kendrick Lamar llevó el hip hop a otra dimensión el 2015 con :idolo: To Pimp A Butterfly







I said I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it
Institutionalized, I could still kill me a nigga, so what?

If I was the president
I'd pay my mama's rent
Free my homies and them
Bulletproof my Chevy doors
Lay in the White House and get high, Lord
Whoever thought?
Master, take the chains off me!
 

Tricknolog' you fond of, I don't even like
The socialite reformed, alone every night
Post-performance, dizzy in the corner, boy, it wasn't nice
Learnin' how to get grimy
Pick a pole to grab and flip
Ho, we gon' shake something now
I got some time this year
I'ma go ten rounds and dip out, what time is it?
Mommy water, shawty blew the fish out
Piscean just like my father, still got bones to pick out
For now let's salt the rims and pour a drink out
And sip
 

Blue tee, nigga I keep it g
Nigga, in the streets is where I be
I'm up like breakfast while niggas sleep
Me and floyd posted on fig
Getting it in and movin' it out
Getting it in and movin' it out
I'm holdin' the heat, he's watchin' the block
I'm watchin' for cops, I'm holdin' these rocks
Fiends keep comin', this shit don't stop
When it's war time, niggas get popped
We might die for this shit off tops
My nigga gonna ride for this crip, no lie
But I ain't dead, yeah, nigga, thank god
Money got niggas lookin' at me all odd
Punk ass niggas better go get a job
 

A.M., still tryna make that plate
Rich or poor, nigga, choose your fate
Style on top of style, nigga
Five years I've been rich, nigga
Drove Beamers down Fig, nigga
Pushed Porsches down Broadway
I've been divin' in different hoes, nigga
Got a chain that's worth the Rolls, nigga
 

HAD TO ROLL MY WINDOW DOWN TO SERVE THIS BOI
BUT HE CAME TO ME WITH CHANGE
I DO NOT KNOW THIS BOI
ON MY PHONE WITH THAT HOT SHIT
OK, NOW IM ANNOYED
ONLY FUCK WITH NIGGAS THATS ON THE SAME SHIT IM ON
 

If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear like
Some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
Would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
 
La verdad es que no soy muy conocedor del rap pero es de mis generos favoritos de musica.
Me gusta toda esa mezcla de estilos con los que se puede complementar, desde ritmos alegres y predidos cercanos al funk

o crear atmosferas super densas

hasta mezclarlo con jazz


Ultimamente ando pegado con estos temas


 

You won't understand that this wasn't easy
I been walkin' 'round with my head peezy
Shot a nigga, took a shower with the bleach, Yahweh
Mama, I fell victim to the streets, I'm sorry
I'm in middle school; sellin' weed in the hallway
I was skippin' school, got in beef, started robbin'
 

You my dirty, you and me, we made it from the mud
I been wishin' shit could've been how it was
'Bout you, I swear to God I would've took a slug
Down to kill a nigga 'bout you, and it's all love
This shit ain't about a stripe, this just what I'm used to
I'm down to throw away my life, throw away my future
'Bout street principality, no flag
Man, that soldier-like mentality automatic
I'm jumpin' out the pink-G truck with the ratchet
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy
 
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