Tuesday, February 4, 2014

"Top 40" (With Footnotes)

Here is the first in my series of lyrical examinations of the songs of my second mixtape, "Core Nerd II!"

As I say in the song Liquid Thunder, "My rhymes are so dense you're gonna need footnotes." Here they are...

This time, for the song "Top 40." This song is the first of my tracks that fits the concept of "lyrical collage." The idea behind a lyrical collage is to take the original lyrics of a variety of different songs and fit them into a coherent rap song with a new sound and feel. In this case, the theme is my favorite 40 hip hop artists. At least that was the original concept. I realized afterwards that my actual #1 favorite artist, Public Enemy, didn't make it into this track. That was an accident. There isn't much more to add, other than to give you the citations for each of the lyrics...

What's the matter with your life
Why you gotta mess with mine

Salt-N-Pepa, "None of Your Business"

Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I'll beat a biter down with an aluminum bat

Beastie Boys, "Shake Your Rump"

There's no one syllable or phrase
That can adequately describe this new craze

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince, "As We Go"

Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double

Ice Cube, "It Was A Good Day"

Not from the old school or the new
Applaud the boom, do what you want to

Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock, "Joy and Pain"

I get money, money I got
Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot

Audio Two, "Top Billin'"

Peace to this one and that one and them
That's the way I shout and I didn't miss one friend

Naughty By Nature, "Hip Hop Hooray"

I'm like the second plane that made the towers face off
That shit that let you know its really not a game dog

Mos Def, "Close Edge"

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking

Ice-T, "Colors"

Have you ever seen a show with fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes that don't come out right

Doug E. Fresh & Slick Rick, "The Show"

For any MC in any 52 states
I get psycho killer Norman Bates

Ol' Dirty Bastard, "Shimmy Shimmy Ya"

Do dat do dat do do dat dat dat
Do dat do dat do do dat dat dat

A Tribe Called Quest, "Award Tour"

Your real name is probably Bradworth or Bennett
Your verbal baggage ain't got nothing in it

Digital Underground, "The Way We Swing"

Now Kurtis Blow, Run DMC
You haven't heard a rap till you heard it from me
I'm the baddest rapper in history
And there will be no more after me

Shawn Brown, "Rappin' Duke"

We have no time for suckers
Who bite with their lowers and their uppers
You think that you're rockin, but you're not hip hoppin
So you best stop jockin at the masters

Digital Underground, "The Way We Swing"

Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless
Feels like a midget is hanging from my necklace

Ludacris, "Stand Up"

Allah o akbar and throw em some hot cars
Things we see on the screen are not ours

Kanye West, "Heard 'Em Say"

How many people die over these dead green guys
Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise

Dr. Dre, "Been There, Done That"

I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins

Eminem, "If I Had"

The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig I might just touch hell hot

Outkast, "B.O.B."

A firing squad sensed the danger
When they're stung by the rapping ranger

Sugar Hill Gang, "Apache"

Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the underground category

Afroman, "The American Dream"

Can you feel it, nothin can save you
For this is the season of catching the vapors

Biz Markie, "The Vapors"

I'm here to laugh, love, fuck and drink liquor
And help the damn revolution come quicker

The Coup, "Laugh, Love, Fuck"

I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Jay-Z, "99 Problems"

Criminal minded, you've been blinded
Looking for a style like mine, you can't find it

Boogie Down Productions, "Criminal Minded"

This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta

Missy Elliott, "Work it"

Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right
Cause both black and white are smokin crack tonight

2Pac, "Changes"

Now Kurtis Blow, Run DMC
You haven't heard a rap till you heard it from me
I'm the baddest rapper in history
And there will be no more after me
We have no time for suckers
Who bite with their lowers and their uppers
You think that you're rockin, but you're not hip hoppin
So you best stop jockin at the masters

The chorus again.

Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin
With a crime record like Charles Manson

NWA, "Straight Outta Compton"

Nobody's shootin, my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissin a razor blade

Fugees, "Fu-Gee-La"

E F F E C T
A smooth operator operating correctly

Eric B & Rakim, "Microphone Fiend"

How dare you ever try to step on my Suede shoes
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise

Busta Rhymes, "Woo-Hah! Got You All In Check"

E F F E C T
A smooth operator operating correctly

Eric B & Rakim, "Microphone Fiend"

Neon king kong standin on my back
Can't stop to turn around broke my sacrophiliac

Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, "The Message"

My oven is on high when I roast the quail
Tell Bill Clinton to go and inhale

Cypress Hill, "I Wanna Get High"

Sour baby ballin like a fetus
Sock on my cock like I'm Anthony Kiedis

Rhymefest, "Jackin' (It Got Ugly)"

The Lord raised Michaelangelo from the dead
So he can make a fresh painting of my head

LL Cool J, "My Rhyme Ain't Done"

Breaks to win and breaks to lose
But these here breaks will rock your shoes

Kurtis Blow, "The Breaks"

It's Christmas time in Hollis, Queens
Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens

Run DMC, "Christmas in Hollis"

Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
They riding on the side
Yeah, they running on the side
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
They riding on the side
Yeah, they running on the side

Snoop Dogg, "From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace"

Poppin', sockin', rockin' with a side of hip-hop
Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin'

Afrika Bambaataa, "Renegades of Funk" (In the style of Rage Against the Machine)

Dance to this fix and flex every muscle
Space can be filled if you rise like my lumber
Advance to the tune but don't do the hustle
shake, rattle, roll to my magic number

De La Soul, "Magic Number"

Now Kurtis Blow, Run DMC
You haven't heard a rap till you heard it from me
I'm the baddest rapper in history
And there will be no more after me
We have no time for suckers
Who bite with their lowers and their uppers
You think that you're rockin, but you're not hip hoppin
So you best stop jockin at the masters

The chorus again.

MCs, you like the way we swing?

Digital Underground, "The Way We Swing"

1, 2, 3, and to the 4

Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg, "Nuthin' But A G Thang"

Slide, slide, but that's the past, I got something brand new for that ass

Coolio, "1, 2, 3, 4 (Sumpin' New)"

Six minutes, six minutes, six minutes, Doug E. Fresh, you're on, o-o-on

Doug E. Fresh & Slick Rick, "The Show"

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