Hmm, my first ever unaccredited WLotD. I don’t know who DJ Premier used for the cuts on the new Black Milk song, “The Matrix,” but one of the lines is absolutely horrible:
“You’re in my danger field like Rodney”
–????, scratches from Black Milk’s “The Matrix”
Anyone know who’s responsible for this wackness? He must be brought to justice.
“These 32 teeth, will give yo’ ass grief/
Bite you like a Fatburger, if you got beef”
–Ice Cube, “It Takes A Nation”
Cube’s delivery is pretty mediocre on his new album, but at least most of the content is on point. I’m willing to look the other way for most of the rhymes that challenge the status quo, but there are certain couplets, like above, that I can’t cosign.
WLotD is back after a little vacation, and who better to re-launch it with than the G.W.R.O.A.T., Lil’ Wayne himself?
“I never loved a b*tch, I only loved the moments/
Sh*t, I’m all about the Bills like Thurman Thomas”
–Lil’ Wayne, “I Can’t Feel My Face”
In terms of the meaning and simile, that’s fine. However…”moments” and “Thomas”? You’d have to be like Wayne in that picture to think those two remotely rhyme.
As I mentioned during Wayne’s month of shame, ‘Ye has a horrible line in this joint:
“How it feel to wake up and be the sh*t and the urine?”
–Kanye West, “Swagga Like Us”
Not good ‘Ye, not good at all. He’s one of my favorite rappers but WLotD has to be [Fixed News] fair and balanced. [/Faux News]
Now that WLotD is back open to everyone, G-Dep bumrushed the door for the first two entries of October:
“You try to front, won’t be too intelligent/
That’s why your reign’ll be Brief like the Pelican/
My taste’s eloquent, I got the trunk in the front like an elephant”
&
“The boy make illa-noise, like Chicago”
–G-Dep, “Good Sh*t Freestyle (How Ever U Want It)”
Some people have been wondering what Dep’s been up to lately. Perhaps you shouldn’t.
Lil’ Wayne’s WLotD month is wrapping up with this entry, so I thought I’d double up with a lyric for yesterday since I forgot to post one. So here are two to end it officially:
“And when I smile, it look like a bag of coke/
I gets high, I’m twisted like a bag of ropes”
–Lil’ Wayne, “Whip Game Proper”
&
“I’m on top of my green like a lawn chair/
Don’t worry, I’m straight like arm hair/
Don’t worry, I’m straight like combed hair”
–Lil’ Wayne, “Never Get It”
I would say that I’d miss Wayne for these posts, but I’m sure he’ll be back soon enough.
(you were great in Ghost)
All-Wayne WLotD month is winding down, but we still have a few more days…and no shortage of material:
“That gun got me walking like I got irregular knees/
I be all over the bread like sesame seeds/
Automatic with the money, like Reggie for three/
Big Birds, no Sesame Street…b*tch!”
–Lil’ Wayne, “Weatherman”
“I be Diddy, you be Mase/
Eat me up, enjoy the taste”
–Lil’ Wayne, “Maneater (Remix)”
I’d really prefer not to even try to decipher this one.
“Give me the mic and I’ll rock like a f*cking fossil”
–Lil’ Wayne, “I’m Raw”
Best you could do? Really?
“When you say you want beef, then I got ya boy/
I just let the Big Mac, Whop-a-boy/
See my dreads hangin’ like a, like a rasta boy/
F*ck with my rasta and I turn into Mufasa boy/
We run up in ya casa boy/
And blast off like NASA boy”
–Lil’ Wayne, “S On My Chest”
Aside from that horrible Whopper reference, the individual lines aren’t super wack. Combine ’em in a verse however, and you’re in WLotD.