What do you think is the most underrated album in hip-hop history?

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Yea it might be all we got iz us

That album was the best one they ever did

Liquid swords. Hell on earth. All we got iz us

shyt defined my childhood

All we got iz us for my pick

I think its just as good as the infamous yet got zero love

Last dayz. Mos def. shout. Classics all over
 
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One of the greatest creative concept rap album of all time cause that album is a fukking movie :wow:

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Stic.man blessed that album from start to finish

"Cops drive by on my street and blow my friends away
I try to smoke enough lah to take my sins away
This E and J be freein' us in it's own special way son
We live for the day, the only way dun
The violence in me, reflect the violence that surround me
I choose that wildly Mr. Charley keep his eye on me
To figure my head, but them ass kissin' nikkas is dead
We learn the choke holds with fishermen's thread
I read The Art of Sun-Tzu in a couple of fukkin' days
Used to practice Kung-Fu with this nikka that's like, double my age
And you can put this on the government's grave
Somebody payin' for the way we have to suffer and slave
Assassination, word up"

"Yeah, I'm for peace
But I'll kill ya if ya fukk with my moms or my niece
See we all want peace, but the problem is
Crackers want a bigger piece
Got it where the nikkas can't get a piece
That's why police get stabbed and shot
'cause a nikka can't eat if the ave is hot
Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot
Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot
That's where a whole lotta nikkas end up
My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up
When I'm bent up I think a lot about the reason I'm here
I think about the things I fear in the comin years
Ahead of me, I'm ready for whatever they bring though
I'd go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams
And that's my fukkin word
One day the whole world will smoke herb
And nikkas won't get took to jail for hangin on the curb"

"It's like watching your own father smoke crack
I have nightmares on shyt like that
No way in hell I'll ever get like that
I seen a lot of shyt in twenty-two years
It's like a tour of duty
My life is booby-trapped, it's hard to see the beauty
When your heart is turning ice cold
Cold like your hands exposed to blistering winds
My mother keep her eyes closed, she say she prayin
I listen close to what she sayin
When she speak of Jesus I ignore it
But when it's practical I'm all for it
You got to think like a soldier
I'm training myself to snatch pistols out of holsters
Discipline keep the mind focused
This whole world is a corn field son
Look out for flying locusts"

"We piss on walls and smoke reefa in the halls
No respect for their laws
I cut your face with a kitchen knife
It's gladiator times, man against machinery
The tree bark fatigues help me blend in with the scenery, boy
Life is a series of serious choices
Theories is formed from experience, never mysterious forces
Various courses of life can lead to failure
Too much of anything is a trap
My mind snap
Guerilla warfare for two grand
They say karate means 'empty hands'
So then it's perfect for the poor man...
They say karate means 'empty hands'
So then it's perfect for the poor man"

"I don't want no computer chip in my arm
I don't want to die by a nuclear bomb
I say we all rush the pentagon, pull out guns
And grab the intercom, my first word's will be I believe
Man made God, outta ignorance and fear
If God made man, then why the hell would he put us here?
I thought he's supposed to be the all loving
The same God who let Hitler put the Jews in the oven
We don't fall for the regular shyt, they try to feed us
All this half-ass leadership, flippin position
They turn politician to shut the hell up and follow tradition
Boy your TV screen, is telling lies to your vision
Every channel got some brainwashed cop shyt to watch
Running up in nikkas cribs claiming that they heard shots
It's a plot, but busta can you tell me who's greedier?
Big corporations, the pigs or the media?
Sign of the times, terrorism on the rise
Commercial airplanes, falling out the sky like flies
Make me wonder what secrets went down with Ron Brown
Who burnt churches to the ground with no evidence found?
It's not coincidence, it's been too many steady incidents
It coulda been the Klan who put that bomb at the Olympics
But it probably was the FBI, deep at the core
'cause if they make us all panic then they can start martial law"

:wow:
 
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