Hot 16…Or More…4THEMILLIONTHTIME

Once again, a result of my original intention to make a mixtape themed as my version of Jay-Z‘s legendary In My Lifetime Volume 1 album. This track was apart of the back to back series of 3 mixtapes that I wrote between the fall of 2005 and January 2006, including both How To Make A Mixtape volumes, and Westside Til I Die. When it was slated for In My Lifetime, before it turned into How To Make A Mixtape vol. 1, this was the lead off track. And much like Jay-Z’s use of it as his lead off track, my version is filled with bravado. I decided to take it for much longer than he did and make it into one long verse to make my introductory statement. The punchlines are filled with 2006-ish references and New York-centric talk that would have worked so well in the midst of the Mixtape blitz that was flooding the market back then. Hence the Kay Slay mention. When the idea to revisit my original Crazy 8’s mixtape around it’s anniversary and add 8 more tracks to it came to me, I surveyed what material I had laying around. After recognizing how many Jay-Z instrumentals got used for How To Make A Mixtape volume 1, I just decided that this one would be more fitting as one of the new 8 tracks for the Crazy 8’s Deluxe version. And even more fitting, it’s the lead off track for that bunch.

So here it go…

 

4THEMILLIONTHTIME

“It’s not a big debate – cause all the weapons ya’ll claim,

reflect on ya’ll frame,

It ain’t that I’ve been hatin’ – I just reckon ya’ll lame!

It’s not the kind of gauge behind the tech – it’s ya’ll aim,

You 6-shot niggas disrespectin’ my name!

(M-16!)

But what more can I say?

You got songs,

but we all can’t get on Kay Slay.

And all these rappers get it wrong with them songs they say,

It’s like these niggas gettin’ forced into the roles they play,

and then they really start endorsin’, when they know they’re fake,

with that coka, they Al Roker

Couldn’t hold that weight.

But hold thatWait!

I can do you one better,

got a Al Roker line – I’m about to predict weather

Whether you die or live, cause if you think you’re kinda sick,

once you lie inside a ditch,

you’ll really be under the weather.

Your forecast reads that I’m the shit! Flush better,

before I let the silencer sneeze, God Bless ya!

Gesundheit, good night,

with that cheddar – I’m like Kraft, and my craft is only,

getting better…

Look,

I’m hot!

and ughk,

ya’ll not,

cause a million mufuckas got the same as you got!

The language you talk is chump change – Chump, change up your flow!

Maybe then, you’ll get a million sold.

My acapella shit is cold,

so you fellas better roll,

like in-line skaters,

keep this in mind haters;

You can chill or stand watch as,

I fill your man’s heart with,

a heavier feeling than the Million Man March did.

Til his chest is out like Dolly Parton,

pardon the blood and guts,

but that’s really all that brothers want.

And I should be the guy to try and lift my brothers up – but why?

The truth is I don’t really give a motherfuck!

So I chick-chick blam ’em and kill ’em off,

lyrically,

and pick which hand I’mma use to flick ’em off.

Then I flip the kickstand up and willie on,

the track,

you’ll get dropped quicker than Def Jam did Milian.

-Call me 16 million dollar man,

-16 is;

(A Million)

dollar man, really ya’ll…

I break the glass ceiling til it falls – have you healing scars for months,

peeling like dutches – I’m so Blunt!

So uhh…Don’t front,

you know I gotcha Opin – damn it closed,

so what?

You’re overly exposed like hammertoes.

So fuck the haters – they get choked up,

not (from) emotions, but from hands-on-throat!

And yeah, that broke Hammer flow,

will get you nowhere but broke and alone,

so get whatever helps you provoke – grams or blow,

or be lookin’ like a dick, like Joe Camel‘s nose!

Oh, and it goes…

Remind my church people to pray on, like ‘say grace’,

then I find some church people to prey on, like say Mase

(And) If I fuck the same girl you just ate,

that’s the only way that you can say that you got the, same taste…

Your murder rap’s written in crayon,

you ain’t thug potential,

nigga you color pencil,

til’ I erase!

Cause you ain’t seen the pain of slaughtered brothers,

you just finger-painted and water-colored – you’re good with your art!

But you’re bloodsucking off the hood, pa,

so you should,

push that last album that went wood,

thru your heart!

You vampire niggas spend alot,

on them lies you make,

but turn the tide and they confidin’ in jake.

These niggas can’t bear the grind so they hibernate,

keep the CareBears in mind – niggas shine then shake.

Writin’ rhymes by the fire-escape,

with window-guards, til they start, thinking they’re Shyne behind them gates!

But that’s not quite the case,

cause if you turn around you’ll find them same guys at the gay pride parade.

And that’s about all that I can take,

so I just chase Banks,

like I’m in a Tyra race.

So I’ll, tell you the difference between me and them,

I’m counting up these 1’s,

til I’m seeing M’s

– Blowe!”

 

Hope you learned something…

 

Click the Pic of the cover below to listen to and download this track

Hot 16…Or More…”TALKIN’ BOUT”

In the spirit of Jay-Z releasing his new Memoir/Book of Rhymes this week, I’m resurrecting the Hot 16…Or More…Segment of this blog. It’s a section that’s never gotten the love or recognition of other continuous segments that appear on this blog, never garnering comments – except for the initial post.

I’m aiming to change that. And like I said, being very much so motivated by Jay-Z’s foray into the rap-as-poetry ethos, I would hope you guys are more receptive this time. He’s actually approaching things from the same angle that I always have with this segment; giving you a backstory, and understanding of the mindframe surrounding the verses, and then highlighting the literary devices used and the key words and phrases within the wordplay.

I don’t have too many tricks at my disposal. I just do a lot of emboldening and italicizing and CAPITALIZING. All I can hope is that those things at least bring your attention to words or sentences that may have meant nothing to you at all prior to that. Either that, or I’m just hoping that the sheer act of reading the words that I recited just makes you go ‘oh! so that’s what he was saying!’

This time I’m taking you back. 

We’re going to start at the most logical place; My very first mixtape, The Crazy 8’s. This Track is actually from a time period that goes even further back…I began recording myself in 2003, making my own loops, doing my own pre-mixing and editing. And what resulted was a full scale collection of songs; some over industry beats, and some over original production by my boy, The Politician (Who’s apartment I was staying in at the time, and who’s recording equipment I was using). There were only a few people who heard this collection, but among the music what garnered the best reponse were 2 tracks that I’ve always kept around. One of those being the track that’s being featured today.

If you’re like me, then you remember where you were when the Lil John production Takeover began. The song “Damn” by the relatively obscure ATL group, Youngbloodz, was a bonafied hit and I knew it from the first time I heard it. I thought if I rapped over it early before it blew up, then I could really put my spin on it and give it my own identity with a hook as catchy as the original. I grabbed the instrumental off Kazaa or whatever we were using back then, and proceeded to flip it the best I could.

At that time, Being that this was going to be my first collection of music as a soloist, I was determined to showcase as many facets of my personality as a man and Hip-Hop artist as possible. I sang, experimented with pop-rap sounds, vented, tested my flows and even dedicated 3 tracks to bashing the chic who I was dealing with. This track finds me declaring my stance on self-preservation and guns and altercations. I felt like I needed to be as clear as possible that I was no pushover and that while my status may not be that of the SUPER-hood dude, I still am a dude from the hood and as such,  I believe in certain hood laws. Also, because of all of the other styles and softer tones of the other records that I recorded, I knew that I wanted to dedicate a whole track to this topic and just go hard so there was no mistake.

When I released my very first solo project, The Crazy 8’s in the fall of 2006, I still wanted to include this track because the point was to give the audience an introduction to as many of my sides as possible in the shortest span. I still felt that this was a side of me that needed to be established so I didn’t have to do another song like this. Looking back on it now, I don’t feel the need to make another. The point was made…And while I really and truly did feel this way back at that time, I find now that I may hold some of the same sentiments, but not be so willing to put myself in any situations that might call for what I’m talkin about. Nor do I feel the need to voice it as much. In any case, it certainly wouldn’t be a whole song about why I want or need to defend myself. I just wanted to draw a clear line between me and he folks who glamorize violence.

And with that, Here’s “Talkin’ Bout” verses 1 & 2

“Cause Niggas get plucked like guitars get strummed,

so anyday I can ending your bluff with a flick of the arm,

In anyway that you be wanting – I pump it and give bodily harm

to parts you thought ain’t exist, and I swear – it’s all in the wrist

– I make sure you ain’t gettin’ far…

I don’t like no Black-on-Black Violence,

but I can’t relax with you tryin’,

to stick up a nigga while I’m gettin’ mine – that’s why that gat got a silencer…

To hush you hoes,

a nigga like me, ain’t livin’ like he, was raised my mr. Cliff Huxtable,

the gun’ll be keepin’ me comfortable.

Shout out to Mr. Clif,

One of the pros,

tell me who’s fuckin’ with Mr. 6, teen when he spittin’ that Southern Flow?

uh-unh – No!

No it ain’t a long list,

I go beyond this,

and alot of your expectations,

I’m bombing on detonation.

Tick tick tick Blowe!

Now you need the squad for the track

this is it – now pardon my raps,

When I spit, you oughta take naps – rest

Yes…

See I put my heart on the track,

to do better – you better hope that you can get God on the track cause see!

(Hook)

That’s that shit I be talking about,

And I’ll be damned if you catch me runnin’ off at the mouth.

See that’s that shit I be talkin’ about,

and I’ll be damned if you catch me runnin’ off at the mouth.

So if you see me gettin’ Live,

you should know I got a reasoning behind,

I get it goin if you squeezin’ into mine,

So you should focus – nigga read between the lines…

I’d rather do than just talk about action…

You headed in the wrong direction,

I twist your head in the wrong direction – have you walking backwards – so talk with discretion…

What I spit is all for protection, it ain’t about representing no reputation or section – No!

Listen…

I just fuck ho’s – I don’t smoke shit,

I don’t get throwed, and no, I never sold shit!

But where you find them drug dealers is where my home is,

niggas be moving more crystals than a can of Folgers!

Gotta get that money man!

Since you know I don’t drink or smoke then don’t be surprised or don’t think I won’t put gun-in-hand!

And slap you with it if my health’s at risk,

I clap a nigga out of self-defense,

none of that runnin’ man!

But it ain’t no boastin’ or braggin’

muthafucka I hope you’re not askin’

to see the chrome that I’m rappin about – cause won’t be no flashin‘.

Long as you know I ain’t flappin’,

my mouth,

you’ll understand what I’m yappin’ about

– lights out!

Cause see!”

Hope you learned something…

Click the link below to Download the mixtape & hear the track.

http://www.malik-16.com/download_crazy8s.html

Jay-Z video controversy Addressed, but questions remain…

Shout out to the boy Mike Gordon for hitting me with this in response to last week’s post about whether or not I should join the whole Jay-Z imagery controversy.

As a platform for enlightened conversation and debate sparking, I try to steer clear of gossip on average on this blog unless it’s utterly unavoidable, or happens to careen into my lane. Trust me, there have been times when I wanted to. I had the itch to today, I was strongly tempted by something that may have ruffled some feathers of folks that I know…then I remembered why I do this.

So I wondered if I should’ve posted that whole Jay Video thing last week at all because the subject is so dead now, but I knew my boys Mos and Marv would have something to say and I awaited their response. I really wanted Mos’ point of view, being that this topic is one that he brought up waaaayyy before. His point was one not so muc about who’s a member of what, but who’s controlling who sees what and thru which mediums and Personalities. I get it. I definitely don’t think they’re letting us into their lodges and secret tunnels anytime soon.

However, this week showed the first response from Jay and company, and Mike was kind enough to take things one step further by sending me this link to a posting about an interview with the Director of “On To The Next One”, Sam Brown. http://hiphopwired.com/2010/01/13/“on-to-the-next-one”-director-explains-video/

Here’s what I found to be the most interesting quotes from that;

“For those interested, the idea is actually about a funeral for old imagery and ideas, hence all the gothic and oppressive stuff. I was also trying to contradict the excess of hip-hop videos by making something brutally simple and claustrophobic.”

“There is imagery in this video that is drawn from all over the place. None of it is owned by any one culture or belief system. You can connect anything if you try hard enough, and make it mean anything you want it to.”

And that, was the very point that I was making about the dangers of over-analyzing. Now of course, we can start saying it’s the director who’s into that stuff, not Jay, but everything seems like one big Fuckery-fest at this point.

How about the words from Jay himself??, who I expected to brush things off with a dry laugh and joke just as he did… But yet and still, he hints at the same thing I said about when did the rules change??

http://gossiponthis.com/2010/01/13/jay-z-denies-devil-worshiping-and-illuminati-ties-in-angie-martinez-interview/

And while we’re at it, I just remembered this Dope or should I say ‘abstract’ video from ’97 off of the Soul Assassins album in the era where money and thought was actually being thrown into Hip Hop videos shot-by-shot. Does anyone remember this? Does this mean that Dr. Dre and Cypress Hill are down with the conspiracy too?

oooohhhh…..