Which artist would best represent hiphop culture to the literary world?

[BrothaZay]

Is this a serious question

Theres a reason he has statues in germany and murals across the world, even in Japan.

 

[Goodnews]

I think either nas,pac or jay.

Those smart dumb rappers would either overcomplicate the message or make it about something else entirely.
Yeah there are serious issues in hiphop but there are also the simple things like "just say some hot shyt" or "get the party moving".

 

[Chief Engineer Parker]

MF Doom nikka.

 

[Chief Engineer Parker]

Oh and ATCQ---fukk the entire Native Tongues Posse too.

I could probably think of more and post some examples but I'm mobile.

 

[RicanFury]

Nas or Lupe

 

[BlackDiBiase]

LL COOL J :

Speaks interestingly and well also been there from the birth to the now, and been through all types of hiphop eras.

 

[Juno]

Tupac, Nas, Lupe Fiasco...and or Yonas

 

[Still Benefited]

Id say Pac, they would be lookin at Socrates like after going through Pacs catalogue......And then id say E-40 just for the advancement of the english language...matter of fact the entire Bay area hiphop scene would be a good place for them to start....I would love to see them try to interprate it lol "what thou is yatch and smebbin?"

Oh you squares don't understand it?

 

[The Jewnited States]

GZA

skills, street stuff, drops knowledge.

 

[rapdonttweet]

illogic is the closest thing to a poet rapper I can think of

 

[Tom]

GZA

skills, street stuff, drops knowledge.

"Fame" is a literary masterpiece

 

[Killalex]

Gza and Pac, one has the most dope skill of lyricism and the other one has the charisma and the passion.

 

[Drew Wonder]

Vast Aire from Cannibal Ox. one of the most "poetic" rappers ever

And if there's crack in a basement(El-P)
Crack heads stand adjacent
Anger displacement
From food stamp arrangements
You were a still born baby
Mother didn't want you, but you were still born
Boy meets world, of course his pops is gone
What you figure
That chalky outline on the ground is a father figure?

So he steps to the next stencil, that's a hustler
Infested with money and diamond cluster
Lets talk in laymen terms
Rotten apples and big worms
Early birds and poachers
New York is evil at it's core, so those who have more than them
Prepare to be victims
Ate up by vultures, the politicians
In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em
Lack of mineral, we take it personal
A pigeon can't drop shyt if it never flew
Every day is no frills, empty krills
Broken 40 bottles and MCs with skills
I rest my head on 115
But miracles only happen on 34th, so I guess life is mean
And death is the median
And purgatory is the mode that we settle in
No doubt
I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch
So I fought, to touch every hand of a fan to read their thoughts
Battered wives, molested children
Roaches on the floor, rats in the ceiling
Cats walk around New York with two fillings
One is in their mouth the other does the killing
I'm Vast Aire, Kramer, top billing

you could write a 20 page paper on this verse alone

this is another one

Birds of the same feather flock together
Congested on a majestic street corner
That's a short time goal for most of 'em
Cuz most of 'em
Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things
That's what we call inspired flight
By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night
And "Let there be light" was understood
When a mic-stand descended from up-and-above into the hood
And if my face is worth a thousand words when it's scarred
I would only hope that two of those are cocoa and butter
To heal the wounds
Of the tissue scarred to mark the death of my womb
But I've graduated, got my wings
And you've got to let go of my constructed Lego egg-o-waffle halo
Eh yo, I'm a black man, with an African
Drum in my chest that beats on the opposite of the right
Let me know I got a breath left
In this frigid fragile capsule
That allows you to fly south before the winter winds trap you
I wrap my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch
So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss
I'm just a pigeon with one mile left
That doggy-paddles through this bullshyt ocean of death
And these rags-to-riches words will break bones
Like the assassination of two birds with one stone
That's why I don't associate with bird brains with their beaks in the air
Pelicans with wide jaws yap names
For fish heads you'll get tossed in the flames
Where some archeologists will find your skeletal frame

 

[Tom]

Id say Pac, they would be lookin at Socrates like after going through Pacs catalogue......I would love to see them try to interprate it lol "what thou is yatch and smebbin?"

 

[bangbreh]

tre hardson, pep love, pharoahe monch, black thought.

all powerful voices