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i see these threads all the time so what the hell...
BIG GHOST CHRONICLES
Ayo whattup you now in the presence of the super supreme majestic divine grand imperial Cocaine Biceps aka Phantom Raviolis aka Galaxy Knuckles or the mighty Hands of Zeus...otherwise known as the magnificent Shampoo Bracelets or the world famous Spartacus Deluxe. Word...you in the presence of a gladiator in a iron dashiki wit two falcons on his shoulders nahmean. I might gon fukk around n eat a endangered species for breakfast namsayin. While yall poppin waffles in the toasters or havin yall Honey Smacks n shyt. Straight like that. So yall stay out my way b. I might gon cartwheel slap a nikka if he get in my way son. Yall dont kno nothin bout that shyt. But yo...I aint gon waste too much of yalls time on introductions n such... Imma jus get right to it. As most yall already kno...ey'body favorite semi-offbeat rappin muthafukka aka Phillys own Meek Mill jus dropped his first album. Its been a whole lotta anticipation for this shyt too ya heard. Ya boy Robert Willliams been on his grind since back when he was still rockin em thick ass shredded wheat rows on his head n spittin Beanie-esque bars as a youngbuck like in this video right here...
Its all love tho. He was spittin some aight shyt even back then. Then a few years passed by n sons little Flamers series had gave him a actual buzz n whatever. But ey since he dropped that first Dreamchasers joint the shyt has been ON like Farrakhan yo. Son BEEN had the mixtape game in a choke hold...but once he started rollin wit ey'body favorite former correctional officer aka Ricky Rozay...he started doin more than jus bangin out free music for the streets. But yall kno how it go...those Self Made compilation joints n features n all the mixtape love dont mean shyt if he cant shine on his own solo album the same way. Son still jus gettin started tho. He still gotta lotta blocks left in his Jenga tower...so I dont see nothin bout to come crashin down on homie. Even wit Rawse out here tryin to live up to his fantasies n Hebrew aspirations while tryin not to catch too many micro Ls or get hisself bodied by them Gangster Disciples or whoever else tryin to come at his head next...Meek out here flourishin. Either way he got hisself set up for victory....so allow the god to break the shyt down for yall...
1. Dreams & Nightmares - This a pretty cold intro. Basically its jus some inspirational type shyt for the first couple minutes...son on his "mama I made it" shyt (guess thats the dreams shyt). He actually soundin like possessed by the ghost of Wale tho... Maybe Mr. Akintimehin actually laced son wit some ghost bars forreal tho...you never kno. But then suddenly the storm clouds come rollin in n it gets on some dark shyt (like nightmares)...n Meek starts whylin out. Yall might be like damn...this nikka shriekin n whatever...but he be puttin his heart into em screechy ass bars... so I aint really mad at it.
2. In God We Trust - This shyt turnt up. But he on his IMMA YELL ALL THIS shyt TO MAKE ALL THESE FANTASY BARS SOUND MORE BELIEVABLE TO YALL shyt. Its all good tho...
3. Young & Gettin It ft Kirko Bangz - I blame that Sid the Sloth lookin muthafukka Drake for all this corny ass "Im young n Im STILL gettin it" shyt that little nikkas keep talmbout. The Olsen twins was young n gettin it too...shyt aint impressive bruh. Kirko jus be gettin on my nerves also...son is devoid of talent...sooooo Ion really gotta whole lotta good things to say bout this shyt b. The beat is aight...I guess. But this joint pretty much jus some dime a dozen shyt for some dime a dozen hoes wit no self esteem to do they hoes wit no self esteem thing to. All this shyt gon lead to is more 12 yr old broads doin twerk videos on youtube nahmean. Whatever tho...
4. Traumatized - So now son is openin up wit his feelings n shyt....mostly towards his homies that went back to the essence. He also takes a minute to send out lyrical death threats to the nikka who killed his pops. I actually fukks wit this joint cuz he speakin on real shyt. You believe sons pain...not on some over the top dramatic shyt even. Like.. this aint Game gettin drunk off his emotions n drippin suicidal tears all over his love letter to Dre after he was abandoned while makin his second album for example namsayin. Boi-1da actually got busy on the beat too. Thing is... sequencing on albums is kinda important son. So when you go from some stripper pole-friendly shyt to your little introspective joint thats a hell of a segue my nikka.
5. Believe It ft Rick Ross - This beat is like some King Kong diddy boppin thru the jungle snatchin pterodactyls out the sky n bitin they heads off n beatin on his chest type shyt. Rawse still on his turnin the names of popular white broads into slang for some work tho..."Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo...I got that Justin Bieber please believe it". I fukks wit it tho...this shyt go hard.
6. Maybach Curtains ft Rick Ross, Nas & John Legend - Not even gon lie bruh...I really don't wanna hear no more Maybach joints. This shyt jus soundin like deja vu now. No surprises here AT ALL my dude... John Legend all on the hook gettin his John Legend on....Rawse tryin to reinvent the "Im rich" wheel for the one thousandth millionth time n shyt... And yo...Nas my dude....but he soundin like he wrote his rhymes to a faster beat or some shyt. After catchin fire on some features last year n droppin one of the best joints of 2012 this was kinda like a step back namsayin. shyt jus dont really click. But a lotta muthafukkas be waitin on these geriatric joints so I aint gon knock it....jus aint no shyt I fukks wit personally nahmean.
7. Amen ft Drake - Kinda hard to hate on this shyt. Like you jus gotta be honest sometimes yo. I dont jus go into autohate cuz some lame featurin on the joint. Not even that corny ass cake nikka Aubrey can fukk this shyt up namsayin. I aint hatin on son... Let that fake country accent havin rape tint rockin leotard wearin sugary sweet ballad croonin haiku whisperin stripper rescuin callin up his exes to cockblock on nikkas nightly ass white wine spritzer n moscato sippin pillow sewin scarf knittin cozy sweater crocheting kitten pettin daisy necklace makin lavender sniffin chiahead lookin newborn rodent complexion havin angel hair pasta eatin Aaliyah obsessin bird tattoo gettin teen soap opera starrin spotlight obsessin quote stealin gang sign throwin tough guy in interviews while surrounded by 8ft tall bodyguards ey'where he go havin sideways talkin champagne bottle tossin abbreviation addicted collapsin on stage while performin ass grew up in one of the richest neighborhoods in Canada but actin like he got hood stripes in Memphis private academy attendin goon hirin facial expression challenged phony Jewish mobster muthafukkin pampered diva live b.
8. Young Kings - Ayo is it cool if I get my "hater" on for a minute b? Like I aint tryin to throw no shade at nikkas...but Imma need to get some shyt off my chest son. Imma jus speak on some shyt that be gettin on my nerves from time to time... Seems like nikkas who rap stay competin to see who the youngest doin it. shyt is wild corny b. I give a inflatable fukk how old or young you is son...theres nikkas out there who still be havin the little toddler sized apple heads n effeminate physiques n shyt who can body a beat n rock shows n whatever...n theres nikkas who been rappin since Jimmy Spicer who still cant do neither one b. Age aint shyt yo. Ionno how many y'all gon be like "Nahh...I aint tryna cop that Jay Electronica when it drop finally cuz that nikka damn near 40 yo!" ...cuz if thats the case yall some morons duke. Bottom line is talent aint got no age yo. But it jus happens that shyt WAS more pure back in the day. Look at it like this...when nikkas had VHS tapes way back when... it was like you could dub that shyt n make you a copy for ya boy or whoever...n the quality would be kinda aight. But if you took the dub n tried to make a copy from that shyt...the picture quality would get kinda wack n the joint would sound like it was playin from in another room n shyt nahmean. If you made a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...youd probably jus throw that shyt in the trash after peepin it. Basically what Im sayin is we mostly gettin dubs from dubs instead of that quality shyt these days...feel me? Now I aint tryin to sound like em old heads talmbout nikkas was mad nice back in the day ONLY. But its mad little nikkas out there sittin on top of the game that cant rap PERIOD b. Some nikkas aint even wack...they jus overrated as fukk. Like J "False Alarm" Cole? Little nikkas hailed him as the savior of rap n that dude was jussa dubtape of a dubtape yo. I aint even tryin to give a fukk bout these 90s babies coastin to the top off bein some pretty little nikkas n caterin to these 14 yr old future strippers n shyt. That aint whats poppin. That aint what Willis was talmbout. Word...Imma tell you right now....aint a lotta muthafukkas since Nas n Snoop that jus came into the game bein some young 20 yr olds who dropped CLASSICS right out the gate. Yall little nikkas should bow at the feet of that fool Kendrick for provin that yall generation is even capable of makin a classic joint in the first place yo. Cuz it aint like yall been bangin out some timeless shyt too often. No hate...but basically the game mostly run by some 70s babies b. Thats jus facts. So yall corny little muthafukkas talmbout "young nikkas runnin the game" gargle some fukkouttaheresterine. It aint ALL Gangster Gibbs n Black Hippy or Big KRIT out here b... Yall also gave us The Florist of Failure aka Yung Berg...or that human minstel show Soulja Boy namsayin. Yall gave us Dignity's abortion aka Wiz Khagina... Cant forget that gardener of dikks Drake...n the "Insuffcient Funds" of success itself J Cole. Take credit for that shyt too yo. 90s nikkas gave you Pac. Yall returned the favor by givin nikkas that anal conception Tyga? Yall put THAT hairless alien marsupial on a pedestal n let him elevate to the level he at now? Thats what's good wit yall? Matter fact 90s nikkas had spares...we lost Pac n came back wit DMX. Wasnt even like X filled Pacs shoes....I mean...it was kinda like goin From Pirellis to some Michelins but he was still a damn good spare tire b. Who yall gave us in return? Chief Keef? 90s nikkas gave yall Outkast n Mobb Deep...nikkas was teenagers droppin CLASSIC albums. M.O.P...Gang Starr...A Tribe Called Quest.... How yall repay ya elders? OFWGKTA? fukkouttahere... We aint even gon get into all the KINGS that came outta the 80s yo. That was the age of titans b. Dont get me wrong...its mad new rappers out there that Im feelin...but where yall future legends at b? Yall cant take credit for Kanye...sons a 70s baby too. Look at G.O.O.D. Music alone... Pusha? Nope. Common? Nope. Mos Def? Nope. Not even 2 Chainz...yall cant even claim THAT muthafukka. Cudder cool...but he aint no damn EMCEE. But yeah...he cool...son got some talent....but wit that yall also gotta claim that condiment nikka Big Sean n Cyhi aka the most aiiiight muthafukka alive. Ion even got nothin against Cyhi...but son is like a Zune among iPods b. Lemme ask you this...whats yall favorite Cyhi joint? .................................(aight ya ten minutes is up)... Thats what Im sayin... Sorry bruh. Anyways yo...I aint gon front like we aint had wack nikkas in the 90s...but we aint let em shine like THAT. Jay tried to pass the torch to Memphis Bleek how many times b? Aint like we jus accepted that shyt. But yalls lettin some corny nikkas slip thru the cracks namsayin. Im sayin tho...theres more new nikkas in hip hop than theres old heads n yet its the old heads that still runnin this shyt? Biggie died at 24...son had 2 albums. Both classics. You new nikkas aint that young...n yall aint kings. Stop bullshyttin. That bein said tho...this joint aight b. I fukks wit it.
9. Lay Up ft Wale, Rick Ross & Trey Songz - Some shyt for the females... I aint mad at it. This shyt is actually straight if you jus need a bait joint namsayin. shyt is perfect for plantin some seeds of seduction yo. By that I mean if you play this shyt at the right time in the right place you can definitely set a mood n shyt. I mean...it aint no express lane to the panties tho. Like you aint gon come up on some autobox off this shyt but its definitely the type of joint that might gon get a broad to lower her guard on some "yo you wanna go get a cup of coffee as friends?" type shyt. Word. Then you pounce....you hit her wit some Al Green n melt the panties right off that broad namsayin. From there you jus gotta harvest yo. Word is bond.
10. Tony Story (Pt 2) - So this a sequel to the best named story joint of all time... I dont think I even understood the whole point of the first Tony Story to be honest wit yall. To be even more honestER I dont get the point of this shyt neither. All I remember is that Tony died in the first part. I dont wanna give away the end to this shyt...but sons brother dies.
11. Who You're Around ft Mary J Blige - Cmon fam...why we still gettin Mary J to sing hooks? Was Marsha Ambrosius unavailable or some shyt? No disrespect to Mary but she kinda been runnin on fumes for a minute son. She went 1 for 3 on guest vocals this year as far as summa the biggest releases go (Sorry Joey Crack...not tryna include that Another Round remix)....n Im pretty sure its only a handful of muthafukkas that gave her that win like I did on the Nas joint...so some might even say she went 0 for 3 in 2012. All good tho I guess. This that fukk these backstabbers/watch who you stay wit/keep ya enemies close/yall some snakes in the grass but I still love yall joint that you probably done heard before.... It aint ALL THE WAY wack or nothin...jus not some shyt where Imma be like YO PUT IT ON TRACK 11 neither.
BIG GHOST CHRONICLES
Ayo whattup you now in the presence of the super supreme majestic divine grand imperial Cocaine Biceps aka Phantom Raviolis aka Galaxy Knuckles or the mighty Hands of Zeus...otherwise known as the magnificent Shampoo Bracelets or the world famous Spartacus Deluxe. Word...you in the presence of a gladiator in a iron dashiki wit two falcons on his shoulders nahmean. I might gon fukk around n eat a endangered species for breakfast namsayin. While yall poppin waffles in the toasters or havin yall Honey Smacks n shyt. Straight like that. So yall stay out my way b. I might gon cartwheel slap a nikka if he get in my way son. Yall dont kno nothin bout that shyt. But yo...I aint gon waste too much of yalls time on introductions n such... Imma jus get right to it. As most yall already kno...ey'body favorite semi-offbeat rappin muthafukka aka Phillys own Meek Mill jus dropped his first album. Its been a whole lotta anticipation for this shyt too ya heard. Ya boy Robert Willliams been on his grind since back when he was still rockin em thick ass shredded wheat rows on his head n spittin Beanie-esque bars as a youngbuck like in this video right here...
Its all love tho. He was spittin some aight shyt even back then. Then a few years passed by n sons little Flamers series had gave him a actual buzz n whatever. But ey since he dropped that first Dreamchasers joint the shyt has been ON like Farrakhan yo. Son BEEN had the mixtape game in a choke hold...but once he started rollin wit ey'body favorite former correctional officer aka Ricky Rozay...he started doin more than jus bangin out free music for the streets. But yall kno how it go...those Self Made compilation joints n features n all the mixtape love dont mean shyt if he cant shine on his own solo album the same way. Son still jus gettin started tho. He still gotta lotta blocks left in his Jenga tower...so I dont see nothin bout to come crashin down on homie. Even wit Rawse out here tryin to live up to his fantasies n Hebrew aspirations while tryin not to catch too many micro Ls or get hisself bodied by them Gangster Disciples or whoever else tryin to come at his head next...Meek out here flourishin. Either way he got hisself set up for victory....so allow the god to break the shyt down for yall...
1. Dreams & Nightmares - This a pretty cold intro. Basically its jus some inspirational type shyt for the first couple minutes...son on his "mama I made it" shyt (guess thats the dreams shyt). He actually soundin like possessed by the ghost of Wale tho... Maybe Mr. Akintimehin actually laced son wit some ghost bars forreal tho...you never kno. But then suddenly the storm clouds come rollin in n it gets on some dark shyt (like nightmares)...n Meek starts whylin out. Yall might be like damn...this nikka shriekin n whatever...but he be puttin his heart into em screechy ass bars... so I aint really mad at it.
2. In God We Trust - This shyt turnt up. But he on his IMMA YELL ALL THIS shyt TO MAKE ALL THESE FANTASY BARS SOUND MORE BELIEVABLE TO YALL shyt. Its all good tho...
3. Young & Gettin It ft Kirko Bangz - I blame that Sid the Sloth lookin muthafukka Drake for all this corny ass "Im young n Im STILL gettin it" shyt that little nikkas keep talmbout. The Olsen twins was young n gettin it too...shyt aint impressive bruh. Kirko jus be gettin on my nerves also...son is devoid of talent...sooooo Ion really gotta whole lotta good things to say bout this shyt b. The beat is aight...I guess. But this joint pretty much jus some dime a dozen shyt for some dime a dozen hoes wit no self esteem to do they hoes wit no self esteem thing to. All this shyt gon lead to is more 12 yr old broads doin twerk videos on youtube nahmean. Whatever tho...
4. Traumatized - So now son is openin up wit his feelings n shyt....mostly towards his homies that went back to the essence. He also takes a minute to send out lyrical death threats to the nikka who killed his pops. I actually fukks wit this joint cuz he speakin on real shyt. You believe sons pain...not on some over the top dramatic shyt even. Like.. this aint Game gettin drunk off his emotions n drippin suicidal tears all over his love letter to Dre after he was abandoned while makin his second album for example namsayin. Boi-1da actually got busy on the beat too. Thing is... sequencing on albums is kinda important son. So when you go from some stripper pole-friendly shyt to your little introspective joint thats a hell of a segue my nikka.
5. Believe It ft Rick Ross - This beat is like some King Kong diddy boppin thru the jungle snatchin pterodactyls out the sky n bitin they heads off n beatin on his chest type shyt. Rawse still on his turnin the names of popular white broads into slang for some work tho..."Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo...I got that Justin Bieber please believe it". I fukks wit it tho...this shyt go hard.
6. Maybach Curtains ft Rick Ross, Nas & John Legend - Not even gon lie bruh...I really don't wanna hear no more Maybach joints. This shyt jus soundin like deja vu now. No surprises here AT ALL my dude... John Legend all on the hook gettin his John Legend on....Rawse tryin to reinvent the "Im rich" wheel for the one thousandth millionth time n shyt... And yo...Nas my dude....but he soundin like he wrote his rhymes to a faster beat or some shyt. After catchin fire on some features last year n droppin one of the best joints of 2012 this was kinda like a step back namsayin. shyt jus dont really click. But a lotta muthafukkas be waitin on these geriatric joints so I aint gon knock it....jus aint no shyt I fukks wit personally nahmean.
7. Amen ft Drake - Kinda hard to hate on this shyt. Like you jus gotta be honest sometimes yo. I dont jus go into autohate cuz some lame featurin on the joint. Not even that corny ass cake nikka Aubrey can fukk this shyt up namsayin. I aint hatin on son... Let that fake country accent havin rape tint rockin leotard wearin sugary sweet ballad croonin haiku whisperin stripper rescuin callin up his exes to cockblock on nikkas nightly ass white wine spritzer n moscato sippin pillow sewin scarf knittin cozy sweater crocheting kitten pettin daisy necklace makin lavender sniffin chiahead lookin newborn rodent complexion havin angel hair pasta eatin Aaliyah obsessin bird tattoo gettin teen soap opera starrin spotlight obsessin quote stealin gang sign throwin tough guy in interviews while surrounded by 8ft tall bodyguards ey'where he go havin sideways talkin champagne bottle tossin abbreviation addicted collapsin on stage while performin ass grew up in one of the richest neighborhoods in Canada but actin like he got hood stripes in Memphis private academy attendin goon hirin facial expression challenged phony Jewish mobster muthafukkin pampered diva live b.
8. Young Kings - Ayo is it cool if I get my "hater" on for a minute b? Like I aint tryin to throw no shade at nikkas...but Imma need to get some shyt off my chest son. Imma jus speak on some shyt that be gettin on my nerves from time to time... Seems like nikkas who rap stay competin to see who the youngest doin it. shyt is wild corny b. I give a inflatable fukk how old or young you is son...theres nikkas out there who still be havin the little toddler sized apple heads n effeminate physiques n shyt who can body a beat n rock shows n whatever...n theres nikkas who been rappin since Jimmy Spicer who still cant do neither one b. Age aint shyt yo. Ionno how many y'all gon be like "Nahh...I aint tryna cop that Jay Electronica when it drop finally cuz that nikka damn near 40 yo!" ...cuz if thats the case yall some morons duke. Bottom line is talent aint got no age yo. But it jus happens that shyt WAS more pure back in the day. Look at it like this...when nikkas had VHS tapes way back when... it was like you could dub that shyt n make you a copy for ya boy or whoever...n the quality would be kinda aight. But if you took the dub n tried to make a copy from that shyt...the picture quality would get kinda wack n the joint would sound like it was playin from in another room n shyt nahmean. If you made a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...youd probably jus throw that shyt in the trash after peepin it. Basically what Im sayin is we mostly gettin dubs from dubs instead of that quality shyt these days...feel me? Now I aint tryin to sound like em old heads talmbout nikkas was mad nice back in the day ONLY. But its mad little nikkas out there sittin on top of the game that cant rap PERIOD b. Some nikkas aint even wack...they jus overrated as fukk. Like J "False Alarm" Cole? Little nikkas hailed him as the savior of rap n that dude was jussa dubtape of a dubtape yo. I aint even tryin to give a fukk bout these 90s babies coastin to the top off bein some pretty little nikkas n caterin to these 14 yr old future strippers n shyt. That aint whats poppin. That aint what Willis was talmbout. Word...Imma tell you right now....aint a lotta muthafukkas since Nas n Snoop that jus came into the game bein some young 20 yr olds who dropped CLASSICS right out the gate. Yall little nikkas should bow at the feet of that fool Kendrick for provin that yall generation is even capable of makin a classic joint in the first place yo. Cuz it aint like yall been bangin out some timeless shyt too often. No hate...but basically the game mostly run by some 70s babies b. Thats jus facts. So yall corny little muthafukkas talmbout "young nikkas runnin the game" gargle some fukkouttaheresterine. It aint ALL Gangster Gibbs n Black Hippy or Big KRIT out here b... Yall also gave us The Florist of Failure aka Yung Berg...or that human minstel show Soulja Boy namsayin. Yall gave us Dignity's abortion aka Wiz Khagina... Cant forget that gardener of dikks Drake...n the "Insuffcient Funds" of success itself J Cole. Take credit for that shyt too yo. 90s nikkas gave you Pac. Yall returned the favor by givin nikkas that anal conception Tyga? Yall put THAT hairless alien marsupial on a pedestal n let him elevate to the level he at now? Thats what's good wit yall? Matter fact 90s nikkas had spares...we lost Pac n came back wit DMX. Wasnt even like X filled Pacs shoes....I mean...it was kinda like goin From Pirellis to some Michelins but he was still a damn good spare tire b. Who yall gave us in return? Chief Keef? 90s nikkas gave yall Outkast n Mobb Deep...nikkas was teenagers droppin CLASSIC albums. M.O.P...Gang Starr...A Tribe Called Quest.... How yall repay ya elders? OFWGKTA? fukkouttahere... We aint even gon get into all the KINGS that came outta the 80s yo. That was the age of titans b. Dont get me wrong...its mad new rappers out there that Im feelin...but where yall future legends at b? Yall cant take credit for Kanye...sons a 70s baby too. Look at G.O.O.D. Music alone... Pusha? Nope. Common? Nope. Mos Def? Nope. Not even 2 Chainz...yall cant even claim THAT muthafukka. Cudder cool...but he aint no damn EMCEE. But yeah...he cool...son got some talent....but wit that yall also gotta claim that condiment nikka Big Sean n Cyhi aka the most aiiiight muthafukka alive. Ion even got nothin against Cyhi...but son is like a Zune among iPods b. Lemme ask you this...whats yall favorite Cyhi joint? .................................(aight ya ten minutes is up)... Thats what Im sayin... Sorry bruh. Anyways yo...I aint gon front like we aint had wack nikkas in the 90s...but we aint let em shine like THAT. Jay tried to pass the torch to Memphis Bleek how many times b? Aint like we jus accepted that shyt. But yalls lettin some corny nikkas slip thru the cracks namsayin. Im sayin tho...theres more new nikkas in hip hop than theres old heads n yet its the old heads that still runnin this shyt? Biggie died at 24...son had 2 albums. Both classics. You new nikkas aint that young...n yall aint kings. Stop bullshyttin. That bein said tho...this joint aight b. I fukks wit it.
9. Lay Up ft Wale, Rick Ross & Trey Songz - Some shyt for the females... I aint mad at it. This shyt is actually straight if you jus need a bait joint namsayin. shyt is perfect for plantin some seeds of seduction yo. By that I mean if you play this shyt at the right time in the right place you can definitely set a mood n shyt. I mean...it aint no express lane to the panties tho. Like you aint gon come up on some autobox off this shyt but its definitely the type of joint that might gon get a broad to lower her guard on some "yo you wanna go get a cup of coffee as friends?" type shyt. Word. Then you pounce....you hit her wit some Al Green n melt the panties right off that broad namsayin. From there you jus gotta harvest yo. Word is bond.
10. Tony Story (Pt 2) - So this a sequel to the best named story joint of all time... I dont think I even understood the whole point of the first Tony Story to be honest wit yall. To be even more honestER I dont get the point of this shyt neither. All I remember is that Tony died in the first part. I dont wanna give away the end to this shyt...but sons brother dies.
11. Who You're Around ft Mary J Blige - Cmon fam...why we still gettin Mary J to sing hooks? Was Marsha Ambrosius unavailable or some shyt? No disrespect to Mary but she kinda been runnin on fumes for a minute son. She went 1 for 3 on guest vocals this year as far as summa the biggest releases go (Sorry Joey Crack...not tryna include that Another Round remix)....n Im pretty sure its only a handful of muthafukkas that gave her that win like I did on the Nas joint...so some might even say she went 0 for 3 in 2012. All good tho I guess. This that fukk these backstabbers/watch who you stay wit/keep ya enemies close/yall some snakes in the grass but I still love yall joint that you probably done heard before.... It aint ALL THE WAY wack or nothin...jus not some shyt where Imma be like YO PUT IT ON TRACK 11 neither.
"As most yall already kno...ey'body favorite semi-offbeat rappin muthafukka aka Phillys own Meek Mill"
= automatic deletion off my computer. shyt is unbearable. Meek yellin + autotune. This can't be life.
