More off the Afro Samurai Resurrection soundtrack. RZA with some nobody rappers. These are the kinds of tracks I hope show up if we revisit the RZA Beat Drop.
Guesswhyld was an indie label that released a lot of singles in the 90s. Guesswhyld Presents… “The Classics” is a compilation of their releases. Here’s some classic NY off the album. Anybody else miss the 90s?
I forgot to post this track when I first got it, so here’s the music video. K’naan’s rapping has taken a big step up since his debut and Chubb Rock kills it. Troubadour is shaping up nicely, I’m definitely looking forward to it.
Here’s the video for the first K’naan song I ever heard, “Struggling”, off The Dusty Foot Philosopher.
Aftermath’s Focus… has been pretty regular with the dopeness lately. I still haven’t gotten tired of the Marsha Ambrosius mixtape or the Bishop Lamont track he produced. Here’s “Homage to Premier,” with Focus… doing his best Premo rendition, which is actually quite good. Apparently this is the first song in a series of tributes.
Also, the ellipsis is getting annoying fast.
Also, that’s three Royce-related posts in a row. That’s the kind of treatment only ML-Hollerees get.
Royce and Busta Rhymes freestyle over the “Nutmeg” beat. Royce murders it and Busta follows suit.
Busta has to be one of the most inconsistent rappers in the game. How do you go from Leaders of the New School to “Woo-Hah!!” to “Light Your Ass On Fire” to making an album with Dr. Dre to working with fuckin’ Ron Browz and at the same time holding your own against Royce Da 5’9″?
You can only imagine what the crowd looked like Thursday night at S.O.B.’s with Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz and Royce da 5’9 on the bill. Wall to wall mean-muggers, all drunk and ready to hear some murder-raps. As Joe commented at one point, “Joe Budden fans don’t dance!”
I came late and just missed Royce’ set, but I was just in time for Joe Budden, who would have rocked it better if the sound system weren’t completely fucked. I maneuvered the crowd and found Crooked I in a less crowded corner by some drunk girls – the only females in the building except for the bartender. Crooked seemed to remember ML and was telling me how he’d like to see Royce and Eminem do an album together.
The crowd went nuts when Joe brought Crooked and Joell on to do a capella freestyles. The eight foot tall mean-mugger next to me was jumping up and down and screaming like a girl. Royce joined them they tried to do some Slaughterhouse joints, but the malfunctioning sound system wouldn’t allow it. They did a song or two a capella before I left.