The philosophical and metaphysical questions raised by ***** ***'s "Aint I" verse need answers.

[reserved_one]

Man this thread is a classic lol **** in my eyes is one of the best Southern lyricists ever...one of the most unique/creative writers and im dead serious.

Its like his lyrics be so out there that in the end it comes back around and makes sense.

His rhymes can be simple but it still somehow goes over your head and you be like

 

[Super Ramon Jr]

 

[Lord Scion]

 

[stave]

Shoulder Lean analysis needed

 

[50CentStan]

Shoulder Lean analysis needed

I need links to those salamander sandals mentioned

 

[Mikael Blowpiff]

Black boi White boi swag

this was a statement on how colonized people are forced to see themselves through the eyes of the colonizer. the processes of colonization and subjugation force one to feel inadequate and inferior, i.e less than human and so they emulate the mores of their conquerors in a cargo cult like fashion. what dro attempts to do is to reinterpret the trappings of those who attempt to oppress him by using his black boy swag to transform his white boy tags into something new, a decolonized future where we can live on a different earthis that is built on compassion and communal love,.

 

[We Ready]

You're secret is safe with me @charmander

I'll never tell ANYONE that I ghostwrote that post for you.

 

[Hey_zeus]

 

[NotAnFBIagent]

Catch a nikka slippin hit him in his equilibrium

 

[JBoy]

ain't I was an anthem in high school, *** never got the love he deserved.

 

[up in here]

Woah. That breakdown of the remix reference was some inception type shyt. Theres so many levels to it.

 

[That Singer Guy...]

This is usually the part where I turn the verse off, simply due to the fact that my brain hurts contemplating the levels to this bar. He speaks of the remix, and of its status as a banga, as if he isn't even on the song, only to discover that he is on the song while recording the verse. An epiphany for the ages, it causes his less-informed female friend, affectionately known as "trick", to ask him something absurd almost to the point of brilliance - "***, you on that thang?" The audacity to ask someone if they're on the remix, while they're recording the verse to the remix, is appalling to ***. How could she be in the studio and not understand that he is on that thang? Is she hearing-impaired, or simply feigning ignorance to get a rise out of him? A more responsible recording engineer would have stopped the session, pulled *** aside and confirmed that he was on the song. But the beauty of this bar is that little flicker of self doubt; maybe her question made him wonder if he was actually going to be on that thang, and it's this quick glimpse of vulnerability that lets us peer into the psyche of a man torn between the physical realm and something much deeper.

God level writing right here, this shyt not only literally puts me on the floor in tears because it's probably top 3 funniest paragraphs you have ever written on this site (and that's saying something cause you're a coli goat)

But this shyt also literally my emotions, like what the fukk happened in that booth recording this classic. The emotions he must've felt when she asked him was he on that thang and he knew he was but at the same time didnt...shyt literally hurts my heart tryna wrap my mind around this fukking paragraph

We need a fukking movie based around this one recording booth scene, shyt might be Lord Of The Ring length but it's worth it.

 

[Uchiha God]

blassic

 

[Detroit Wave]

*** aint even a human

The nikka been told yall if he was out in space wit dope he would be a trapezoid

 

[Majestyx]

this shyt 10 yrs old.. wtf